A/N: I know this was just a one-shot, but I decided to upload the rest I had written. I hope you enjoy! (:


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Gibbs couldn't help but grin as he watched the scene play out as Abby trudged into the bullpen asking where his senior field agent went off to. He knew he shouldn't, but he pointed over his shoulder to the stairwell and watched in amusement as his forensic scientist made a bee line for the stairs.

Pushing through the door that led to the stairwell, Abby called out after Tony causing him to dart down the stairs. Somehow the Goth caught up with him and had pinned him up against the wall, the plastic blue tongs that she usually carried around in her lab coat were clamped to the end of his nose- forcing him to look her in the eye.

"You seem to forget that I am one of few people in the world who could kill you and leave no forensic evidence, Tony." Abby didn't give him enough time to respond before continuing, "You do realise that I'll never be able to live this down now. Hell, he won't even let me dye my hair now until he's seen what I look like with red hair!" she growled.

The shock that passed across Tony's face caused Abby to back away and pace in front of him, "You and Gibbs-"

Abby rolled her eyes at herself. Great, she thought- her and her big mouth. "Yes, Tony. Gibbs and I are an us," She sighed, growing more serious, looking him dead in the eye again and explained; "A word about this to anyone, and I mean anyone…" she glanced up toward the ceiling, feigning to mull something over, "I'm pretty sure Gibbs will help me hide your body."

Satisfied as she nodded to herself she turned on her heel, trotted back up the stairs and slammed the door as she left the stairwell.