Thank you all for your reviews it made me extra special. So here is cp2 it got a bit long but there more where that came from. You guys are AWESOME.

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Abby was in the lab early the next morning Caf-Pow! in hand. She kissed and loved on her babies telling them how much she missed them and gave Bert a big hug for extra measure. She danced around asking for an "evil night together" her lab music blaring loud she didn't notice Gibbs was there watching her.

He took in the sight of Abby in rare form pigtails swinging along as ribbons trailed like butterflies in the wind. The senior agent caught glimpses of her red plaid mini skirt swaying in rhythm with her hips, her striped socks to her knees leaving a whole lot of space between skirt and sock. She was beautiful to him. He felt a familiar surge in his gut and loins.

Gunny get control of yourself.

He pushed his lustful thought to a place reserved for bourbon before sneaking up to her.

"You know you Abs, you can always spend the night at my place "

"Gibbs stop doing that you almost gave me an heart attack what do you do work secretly training ninjas" she whirled around muting her music

He set down a giant Caf-Pow!.

"Don't have to I'm a marine."

"All is forgiven." her green eyes sparkled.

"Whatcha got Abs?"

She pulled up pictures of wide tire tread.

"A whole lot of nonsensical information on your dead marine. Although the tire tracks you have are from a large SUV most likely a Yukon or Denali which is defiantly not the victim truck."

"and the substance on the body?"

She could feel his breath warm on her neck. The smell of coffee tickled her noses coffee as she went to the microscope. Vegas crept in to her head like a sloth coming down a tree the feel of rough hands as they traveled over her body grabbing her nipple hold her neck as he thrusted into her.

"Abby focus, the substance?"

"Oh the substance was acrylic, formaldehyde, toluene, and dibutyl phthalate."

Gibbs eyebrows rose.

She put up her hands displaying her black nails Nail polish.

It makes sense to me." he whispered in her ear before pecking her on the cheek quickly.

"Oh and Abs, anytime you like."

She saw the wide grin light up his face as the elevator doors closed. Her mind raced.

Abby what were you thinking, thinking of Gibbs like that. he is my protector. Gibbs would never hurt me muchless have completely awesome sex with me.

She said in her head more like a matra than a reminder. But the truth is she had fantasied about what type of lover her silvered haired fox was. She bit her lip and giggling about the time she asked about his boxers if he only knew she would probably get that head slap although that might not be such a bad thing considering were it would be.

Gibbs let out a deep breath behind the elevator doors he knew who to bring in for interrogation but right now he focused on calming the emotional hurricane brewing. He didn't know when the forensic scientist became the most important thing to him or when he started to long for her in ways that she could never know he had controlled himself for eight years but now he didn't know if he could but he had to for her sake.

6 weeks passed, case after case like clockwork they had become grueling take more out of her each time. The current one was over working everyone, it had stretched two weeks and nothing. Abby still couldn't remember who her mystery lover was and she had except that it was just a wild night in Vegas. At night she was plagued by vision of her passionate escapade never seeing his face she would remember how she came for him. How it felt like a wave crashing against the shore, the feel of his hands as he cupped her mouth the sweat down his spine as she raked her nails down his back it made her positive she drew blood. It was kinky and gentle she ended up satisfying herself on more than one occasion. Many times in her lab after Gibbs had left was some of the hardest; her bud would be in bloomed, her nipples hard her, face flushed. The scientist knew the brain's olfactory cortex, which decodes odors received from the nose, is linked closely to the amygdala, the brain's seat of emotion, and to the hippocampus, where memories are consolidated for storage. It was scent of his damn Old Spice! It also didn't help that wanted Gibbs. The Scientist found her self praying Gibbs didn't see her reaction. If he did he never let on which is not uncommon for Gibbs although she was pretty sure due to increasingly foul mood about the most recent case that had involved the killing of two marines and their wives and all that was known was the sedative used to sedate the children and husband.

DiNozzo set at his desk looking at the case file for the thirty-th time.

"I don't know how much more of this I can take." The agent dropped the case file to his desk.

Ziva smiled looking up "Funny I was thinking the same thing about you."

McGee started to laugh still looking at the file in front of him.

'Shut up Mcgeek, don't act like you're not thinking you should have bought a squirrel. No brakes in the case makes Gibbs a very grumpy boss and every time you turn in evidence it's like walking the green mile. I thinks this is the first time I'm scared of Abby more than"

"More than who DiNozzo" Gibbs entered Coffee and Caf-Pow!.

"I don't know boss ."

Gibbs stars at DiNozzo.

"Sure thing boss." He head-slapped himself.

"Has anyone check on Abs today?" the senior agent asked sipping his coffee.

He looked at each agent as they start to look busy and come up with excuses as to why they had not been to the lab

"Boss she's scary right now." McGee admitted

"Mcgoos right boss visiting Abby is like visiting Hannibal Lector. A very beautiful Hannibal who…"

"DiNozzo.."

Right boss." He head-slapped himself again.

He looked toward Ziva

"I don't know who set her maxi pad on fire…"

Tony open his mouth to correct her but decided two head-slaps were enough.

He went toward the elevator head-slapping Ziva as he went by.

Gibbs entered the quite lab Abby was sleep on her futon at 2pm. He knew everyone was tired puling 16 hour days only going home to shower trying to find a break in the case but he had notice Abby had been sluggish lately not to mention she had been a bit mood. She had threaten to kill McGee five times and it was only Wednesdays and he was very sure DiNozzo was going to meet his demise as soon as the case was solved. No one dared go down to her lab except Gibbs and Dr. Mallard even Ziva had opted not to chance Abby wrath and Dir. Vance had even stayed away completely.

He looked at her heating pad under her back Bert in her arms he had seen her sleep before. He took time to admire it. She looked like and angel and wanted more than anything to kiss her awake.

Gunny you had you time.

"Abby"

"I love you Mass spec don't do this to me." Abby lurched up yelling

"Abby"

"Oh Gibbs it's you. I was dreaming that my Mass Spec was falling . You ever have that dream Gibbs? Oh did you know that falling dreams is a common and that falling is an indication of insecurities, instabilities, and anxieties. In most cases it's because you are feeling overwhelmed and out of control in some situation in your waking life. It may also reflect the way you feel in your relationship and the Freudian theory, dreams of falling indicate that you are contemplating giving in to a sexual …"

She paused stopping herself from rambling biting her lips as she stared into his cool blue eyes.

"You okay Abs?"

"I'm fine Gibbs just tired. I've been running every test that I can possibly think of trying to have something for you."

"You will." he place a Caf-Pow! in front of her seeing her light up with glee

Her stomach let out a vicious growl setting flames to her cheeks making a small grin tug at the sides of his lips she had that effect on him even in a case with no leads she could make him smile.

"I'm going to assume that was Bert. You wanna go eat?"

She hoped up off the futon kissing the special agent on his cheek.

"Let me grab my purse."

Abby got back in her lab energized and ready to work. Lunch with Gibbs was amazing even though she did most of the talking. He had set with her watching her face give birth to each expression taking joy in seeing it fade and give way to her new thoughts.

In her mind Gibbs was all hers he didn't even seem distracted by the case but she saw it hidden behind his eyes. In a place where no one knew their names or relation she could pretend that they were what they were not grabbing his hand for thumb war, whipping the mayo off his cheek, stealing his French fries off his plate.

She heard the elevator ding and saw Dr. Mallard come in with a tray of tea and scones.

"Abigail darling, care for a bit of tea? "

The smell was strong and pungent it seeped into her nose like decay and settling on her taste bud instantly making her nauseous she dart to her private bathroom vomiting Caf-Pow! and veggie burger the she had with Gibbs.

"Abigail, are you alright." Dr. Mallard yelled from the other side of the door.

She appear from the behind the door her eyes watery.

"No, I think I'm pregnant."

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