2. Gib-Bastard-s
He seemed to get on the nerves of everybody and I could completely understand. That first day I started he came into my lab half an hour after I got there. I didn't know what to do so I just looked around the lab. He breezed in like he owned the world, a coffee cup seemingly attached to his hand, and pointed around my lab. "This is your lab. You're on my team. Ducky's in autopsy and DiNozzo is my senior special agent." And then he left. Just like that.
Just as he was about to enter the elevator I rambled to myself about how much of a bastard he was and then he suddenly turned around before he stepped onto the elevator and signed right back to me 'L.J. Gibbs, second B for bastard, nice to meet you too Abigail.' The smirk on his face made me want to hit him so badly but then he was on the elevator, leaving me looking at the elevator like some stupid person trying to figure out how he knew I was signing. I learned soon enough, I knew his secret whereas everyone else thought he had eyes in the back of his head. He wasn't as smart as people thought he was, he was just practical and knew how to use his eyes and ears.
First time I met Tony DiNozzo he took away some of my shock that Gibbs would hire a woman like me. He seemed to be very interested in hiring people completely opposite of him, well excluding Ducky. DiNozzo hit me as a 26 year old man still stuck in his frat boy days. Which, as I discussed millions of times with Kate, he was. He was annoying, but he was an incredible agent and had a certain cuteness to him. I took a special pity on him almost immediately when I saw how Gibbs treated him.
Gibbs soon learnt that I hated being called Abigail. I used a few nasty words to show how much I really detested it and he never called me Abigail again. It was always Abby or more commonly Abs. Kate found it kind of cute that he called me that. I tried not to think about it to much.
Kate always told me that Gibbs had a thing for me. I didn't want to believe her…well actually I did, I just didn't think he would feel that way about me. First time I met him I thought he was good-looking with his silver hair and that controlling look he had but I never thought he would ever have any feelings for a young Goth like myself.