Talk is Cheap
Disclaimers: I own nothing but this story idea and fictional characters!
Author's Note: This is AU! But the idea I had came to be a while ago and even more so after Season 7, Episode 19 with Abby's curiosity about Holly Snow. What if she worked FOR her instead? Also I have no idea how call girl and madam situations work so this is how I'm working it. Also this is un-beta-ed. PLEASE READ, REVIEW, & ENJOY!
Chapter Two:
Gibbs remained standing as Abby walked towards him a seductive half smile on her face. The sheer black dress with black lace bra and matching panties she wore didn't leave much to the imagination. His hands itched to touch. He knew he had the ability to do whatever he wanted to Abby and she would oblige but the thought of doing that without some kind of connection turned his stomach. He may be a red blooded man in need of companionship but he still respected women.
Abby walked over to the bed and lay down and propped her head up on her elbow and grinned. "So Gibbs, what's your pleasure?" she asked.
Gibbs swallowed and pulled up a rolling desk chair beside the bed. "I would like to get to know you." He said.
Abby arched a brow, "Get to know me?" she asked skeptically. "In what sense?"
"I want to get to know you as a person." Gibbs answered. "To learn more about you, what your life is like, what you started this job."
Abby moved off the bed quickly. "You're not one of those bible thumpers trying to save my soul and tell me to repent are you?!" she demanded, visibly upset and her eyes full of panic.
"No not at all." Gibbs said softly, rising out of the chair and holding his hands up. "This is my first time doing anything like this. I've been married to my work since my wife died and I could like some…companionship but I don't feel right doing it without knowing anything about you."
Abby's eyes instantly went from panic filled to filled with compassion. She climbed back onto the bed and resumed her previous position. Relieved, Gibbs sat down again and offered Abby an apologetic smile.
Abby smiled back, "So, what would you like to know about me Gibbs? I like to think of myself like an open book."
"Why would you get started in this line of work?" Gibbs asked.
Abby shrugged, "I was working three jobs to put myself through college for Forensics and I was tending bar one night and Holly, my now boss, walked in. I was instantly taken with her style and the way she carried herself. So naturally we got to talking and she offered to help me finish college and help me get debt free if I came to work for her."
She gestured down her scantily clad body, "And here we are four years later. Today I have my degrees and I am debt free and I love my life, and as silly as this seems I love my job. See, you may think this is just about sex, but it's really not. It's about giving someone something they are lacking whether it is someone to talk to, someone to just hold, or to allow someone the freedom to express themselves to be who they truly are."
Gibbs was quiet as he took it all in. "Forensics, Eh?" he asked. "If you took all that time to go to college do you ever see yourself getting a job in the field?"
Abby thought about it, "Maybe. Given the right circumstances." She said at length.
"Like what?" Gibbs asked.
"If I met the right guy, I would quit this job." Abby answered. "I know it sounds silly given this day and age but I don't believe its right to do this when you have the one."
Gibbs smiled again, surprising himself. He found Abby utterly charming. He was pleased he chose her. "You're very sweet Abby." He said aloud and watched Abby beam with delight. Her smile weakened his knees and he was grateful to be sitting.
There was a rhythmic knock at the door. Abby glanced over then looked at Gibbs. "Time is up." She told him.
To Gibbs' ears she sounded genuinely sad. He hoped that it was legitimate and not his projection of his romantic ideas towards Abby.
"Can I see you again?" he asked as he walked to the door and stood beside her.
Abby rose up on her toes and placed her lips on Gibbs' and they both shivered as tingles of pleasure raced down their bodies.
"Of course, it would be my pleasure." Abby said as she threaded her arm through his and escorted him downstairs.