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Chapter 2
Gibbs opened his eyes and tried to focus on the alarm clock on the bedside cabinet. Through his blurred vision he managed to make out a hazy 5:30 AM, it was time to get up. Reluctantly he quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb Abby and padded softly towards the bathroom.
Closing the bathroom door, he switched on the light and went to answer the call of nature.
Gibbs was in mid stream when Abby came running through the door. "Abs!"
"Sorry, Gibbs but" she didn't have time to finish her sentence before she emptied the contents of her stomach into the sink.
"That bad?" said Gibbs as he flushed the toilet.
"Um" Abby managed to say before her stomach lurched again.
Several heaves later, Abby's stomach was completely empty. "God, I look like shit" she said as she caught her reflection in the bathroom mirror.
Gibbs smiled, "Elegantly put as always Abs"
Abby turned on the water. "How can you love me when I look like this first thing in the morning?"
"I do" said Gibbs, kissing the top of her head, "Why don't you get back into bed and I'll bring you some ginger tea." Ginger tea, Abby's miracle medicine and the only thing that stopped her from feeling nauseous.
"You're too good to me" she sighed, leaning back to rest against his chest.
"I know" he said, hugging her close. "It's partly my fault you're in this state in the first place."
"And I'm not going to let you forget it" said Abby as she wiggled out of his embrace to brush her teeth.
After brushing her teeth, she quickly washed her face and tried to make some sense of her hair. "I don't know why I bothered", she huffed as she wandered into the bedroom, to crawl back under the duvet.
Gibbs made quick work of tidying the bathroom, over the last month it had become part of his morning routine.
Gibbs walked back into the bedroom, "You don't have to go in today if you're feeling sick"
Abby poked her head from under the duvet, "I'm not sick I'm pregnant and I'll be fine once I've had my ginger tea."
Gibbs started to make his way downstairs "One ginger tea coming up"
When he returned to the bedroom, Abby had fallen back to sleep. He kissed her softly before placing her ginger tea on the bedside cabinet, ready for her when she awoke. It didn't matter if the tea went cold as Abby drunk it hot or cold, the ginger tea had now become her replacement for Caf-Pow.
Leaving her asleep, he quickly showered and shaved, making sure he didn't make too much noise to wake her.
Despite Gibbs' best endeavours, Abby had been woken by the sound of the shower. Yawning, she thought about getting up but it was far too early so she snuggled back down underneath the duvet. Hearing Gibbs enter the bedroom she sneaked a peek over the top of the duvet to watch him get dressed.
As Gibbs dropped the towel from his waist, he heard a noise behind him, glancing over his shoulder he looked at Abby, she was still asleep.
Abby realising that she had let out a little squeak quickly closed her eyes, she didn't want Gibbs to know she was awake just yet.
Watching Gibbs move naked around the room was making Abby feel all hot and bothered. Her pregnancy was driving her body insane, one minute she was puking up in front of him and, the next, all she wanted to do was jump him.
Walking to his chest of drawers, Gibbs pulled out a pair of boxers and a white t-shirt. He slipped on his boxers and was about to put on his t-shirt when he heard a little voice behind him say, "Gibbs, I need a cuddle"
Turning, he looked at Abby, whose was lying very provocatively on the bed.
"I don't think it's a cuddle that you're after, Abs" he said, dropping his boxers to the floor.
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It was 7.30 by the time they reached the Navy Yard, Gibbs had tried to drive carefully but Abby was feeling sick again.
She took a deep breath as she entered the elevator to take them up to the squad room. Feeling a bout of nausea surge through her body, she wearily leant back against its cold metal walls and closed her eyes.
Gibbs pressed the button for the floor for the squad room and turned to face her.
"Are you OK?"
Abby had gone noticeably pale.
"I think I'm going to be sick again"
To the relief of both of them, the elevator came to a halt. The doors had barely opened when Abby rushed past Gibbs, nearly running into Tony.
"Out of my way DiNozzo" she shrieked as she sprinted towards the ladies bathroom.
"Bad again this morning, Boss?" enquired a concerned Tony.
Gibbs nodded his head "Late night and crappy food doesn't make a pregnant Abby very happy in the mornings."
"Blame McGee and Palmer, they're the ones that brought Pizza into the squad room last night"
Gibbs threw his coat on the shelf behind his desk, "There's a new rule, DiNozzo, no junk food allowed in the squad room whilst Abby's pregnant."
Tony laughed as he sat down at his desk "Ziva won't be happy, you know how she likes her…" he stopped, realising what he'd just said.
Gibbs watched the pain travel over the younger man's face. "It's not your fault, Tony"
Tony shook his head ""If I hadn't gone to Ziva's apartment ..."
Gibbs stopped him. "Rivkin was out of control, if it hadn't been you, somebody else would have taken him down."
Tony started to pace the floor in front of Gibbs' desk. "But because of me, we've lost Ziva"
"She'll be back".
"How can you be so sure?"
Gibbs shrugged his shoulders, he couldn't lie to Tony, "I'm not".
"But Boss, what about your gut?"
"My gut" sighed Gibbs, "says we need to sit and wait, Ziva will return in her own time".
Tony gazed over at the empty desk, "I hope you're right Boss".
"So do I, DiNozzo, so do I".
Gibbs went back to his paper work, scanning the files that he had found on his desk that morning. Vance wanted him to make a decision about a replacement for Ziva, the man was heartless, she had been gone less than two days and she was already assigned to history.
Tony glanced around, it was business as usual, NCIS personnel getting ready for their working day, phones had already started to ring and he could clearly here the familiar sound of the photo copier. Was he going mad or was it only his team that seemed bothered about Ziva departure? He needed to get out of the office before the sounds drove him insane. Pushing his chair away from his desk, he stood up "I'm going out for a coffee".
"Make mine a double latte" said McGee as he entered the bull pen.
Tony turned to Gibbs who was inspecting a file on his desk "Want anything?"
"Nah, I'm fine".
"What no caffeine, Boss?" quizzed McGee.
"Having to cut back, Abby doesn't like the taste of it".
"But she's not drinking coffee".
Gibbs looked up and stared at McGee, the young man could be so naïve sometimes.
"What he is trying to say Probie, is that Abby doesn't like the taste of coffee on him".
"Err?"
Tony rolled his eyes, "Are you sure you're not a virgin McGee?"
Gibbs watched the banter between his two agents, life was starting to return to normal.
Putting his good arm around McGee' shoulder, Tony sighed "I think we need to have a little talk about the birds and the bees McProbious".
"Stop teasing him Tony" said Abby as she entered the bull pen.
Tony smiled, stepping away from McGee. "Feeling better?"
"Much, did I hear coffee mentioned?"
"Yes, I'm off to the coffee shop, want anything Abs?"
"A small decaffeinated Caf-Pow".
Gibbs looked up from his paperwork "Is that wise, considering how sick you've been this morning".
Abby sat down on the corner of his desk "One little, teeny, weenie Caf-Pow won't hurt".
Gibbs removed his glasses and rubbed his nose, "So one little, teeny, weenie coffee won't hurt either"
Grinning she stood up and headed towards the back elevator "That depends if you want to kiss me anytime soon"
