This is a little shorter but I wanted to get in a small chapter tonight.
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"Oh, Boss, I'm so sorry," Tony apologized, trying to dry the liquid running down his boss' shirt but predictably failing. He was expecting a hard head slap any second.
"Not watching where you were going?" Gibbs grunted. At least that was a good sign. Usually he would give a coffee-spiller the look that he reserved for murderers and remain deathly silent until they promised an immediate replacement. Hearing him speak at least guaranteed a few more minutes on planet earth.
"Uh, hard to watch out when you're being shoved," Tony admitted. He knew that comment would likely land Abby in the middle of hot water, but by this point he did not care anymore. She had landed him in a sticky puddle of freezing red soda and scalding black coffee. Although he hated seeing her get in trouble, there were the rare moments when he was slightly pleased when she got what she deserved. Right now, he guessed that she deserved to have a certain part of her anatomy burning too.
Gibbs smiled grimly. "How about you update me on what caused this little display of temper before I go confront Miss Abby?"
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"Gibbs, I know you're there," Abby grumbled, her back to the door which she she had heard open. She kept her eyes glued on her computer, refusing to look at the reason - in her own dramatized, exhausted account of events - for all her sadness and anger. "Did you bring my Caf-Pow!? I've been waiting forever!"
The only warning Abby received that that was the wrong thing to say was the steel grip around her upper arm as Gibbs pulled her around to look at him.
"Ouch!" she squeaked, hoping for sympathy, but he glared at her.
"If the Caf-Pow! had somehow survived the collision that I had with DiNozzo out in the hall, you still wouldn't be getting it," he stated firmly. "I'd be pouring it down the nearest sink as quickly as possible after that display of attitude. Now, why don't you start explaining what has gotten into you."
Abby, however, was not in an explaining mood. The announcement that she was not receiving her much anticipated caffeine fix was almost as maddening as the glare that Gibbs had leveled on her as he demanded an explanation.
"I'm just wanting my drink and if you didn't get it for me, then I'm going to go one for myself," she said defiantly, turning and making for the door. She grabbed her purse and hurried out, her anger fueling her stalking away. The elevator was not an option so she hurried up the stairs. It was only when she reached the next landing that she realized exactly what she was doing.
"I'm running away from Gibbs!" she gasped aloud to herself. An even more frightening thought presented itself and Abby rested her head against the cold cement wall and groaned loudly. "And he just let me."
That could only mean one thing - "I am SOOOO dead!"
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Even more tenseness! Please review what you think should happen in the next chapter. Anything is possible!