Later that day, Gibbs woke up. Ducky was there, but Gibbs didn't even recognize him. The doctor said it's common for patients to have a momentary lapse in memory after coming out of a deep comma.
It really upset Abby though. She doesn't like knowing that Gibbs doesn't even remember her. She had a bit of a breakdown today, but she's alright now.
It wasn't long before we had solved the case, and Gibbs' memory was back
I went down to the lab to see what Abby was doing, and I heard Gibbs down there talking to her. I didn't go in, but I did listen.
"Gibbs no!" Abby cried out. "You can't leave us! We-we need you!"
"No you don't, Abbs." He told her calmly, "You'll be fine without me. Tony's a good leader-"
"I don't- I don't mean the team Gibbs," She said quietly. "Though they need you too. I- I meant me. Me and the baby. I- I don't…. I want you to-to be here Gibbs."
"Oh Abbs." He gave her a hug. "You don't need me. I'll leave and in a week you'll have forgotten about me."
"I could never forget about you, Gibbs." She said quietly. "You- you're like a father to me. My parents' are- are dead and they'll never, ever see the baby. You- you have too. The baby needs a grandpa, Gibbs. I-I always thought you'd be around to be that for me."
Gibbs was silent.
"Gibbs, please, please don't go." Abby begged.
I decided now would be a good time to walk into the room.
"Timmy!" I said, running towards me. "Gibbs- Gibbs is talking about retiring. Tell him he can't go!"
I put my arms around her. "Gibbs, you can't leave! The team would be nothing without you."
Gibbs shook his head. "I shouldn't have told anyone. I should have just left."
"Gibbs no!" Abby cried, "Please, please stay."
Gibbs kissed the top of her head and said, "I won't leave you Abby."
Abby smiled. She pulled away from me and hugged Gibbs tightly.
"I have to breathe Abbs."
She let go, still smiling. "I knew you couldn't leave us. You'd miss us to much."
Gibbs chuckled. "Yeah, I'd miss you Abbs."
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"Timmy?" I whispered. It was the middle of the night and I had just snuck into his house. "Timmy, are you awake?"
"Abbs?" He asked groggy from sleep.
"Yeah, it's me."
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I-I couldn't sleep." I whispered. "I-I missed you."
"Come here." I told her, patting the bed beside me.
She crawled in beside me and I put my arm around her. In no time, we were both sound asleep.
I woke up to the sun pouring in through the small window in Tim's bedroom. I yawned and rolled over.
I kissed Tim's cheek and said, "Mornin', Babe"
He rolled over to face me, kissed me, and asked, "What time is it?"
I shrugged and he picked up his watch that was sitting on the bedside table.
"Fuck!" He yelled and jumped out of bed. "Abbs, hurry, we're late."
"What do you mean late? Don't you have an alarm set?"
He shook his head. "The power went out a little while ago, and I had been waking up before it for a while now, so I didn't bother resetting it." He said this while getting dressed really fast.
"What time is it Tim?"
"Quarter to 10."
"You're kidding!" I yelled jumping out of bed. "Tim, I don't have clothes here! I need to go home first!"
He grabbed his keys and everything else he need for the day and said, "Hurry!"
He drove to my place way faster then he should have. His cell phone rang. It was Gibbs. He wanted to know where we were. He sounded pretty mad.
"Abbs, you have to hurry." He told me.
I nodded and ran into the house. I put on clean clothes and grabbed a brush and makeup and went back to the car. I could do my hair and makeup I the car.
"Gibbs is so going to kill us." Tim said, pulling up at NCIS.
We walked into the building and Gibbs wasn't there. Tony was sitting at his desk, making something out paper clips. Ziva was sitting at her desk, spinning her chair in slow circles.
Tim sat down and I went down to my lab.
Gibbs was sitting at my desk.
"Gibbs? What are you doing down here?" I asked him.
He shrugged. "I needed to talk to you Abby."
"Talk to me about what?" I asked.
"About getting you a replacement."
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"Where's Gibbs?" I asked Tony and Ziva.
"Down in Abby's lab," Tony told me, "He wanted to talk to Abby about something or other."
"What about?" I asked.
He shook his head. "No idea."
I looked over at Ziva. "Don't know, McGee." She said.
I really hope Gibbs isn't mad because we were late. Abby worships that man, and if he hurts her…
I decided I better go check it out for myself. I got up and pressed the down button on the elevator.
"Where're you going, McGeek?" Tony asked me.
"To see what this is all about." I told him.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Tony said, "I think he's already pretty mad at you. You're almost 4 hours late!"
I didn't say anything, just stepped into the elevator.
"Tony's right, McGeek." Ziva told me. I held the door to see what she had to say. "I wouldn't go down there if I were you. Gibbs can be pretty scary when he's mad."
"McGeek, listen to us. Don't go down there." Tony said.
I let go of the door and went down to Abby's lab.
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"What do you mean a replacement!? How could you possibly replace me!?" I screamed at him.
He just laughed.
"Gibbs!"
"Abbs, in case you didn't notice, you're pregnant. And you can't work for 12 weeks after having the baby. Because babies do need attention you know." Gibbs explained to me. "Abbs, we can't just work without you for 3 months, we're going to have to find a temporary replacement."
"Just temporary though, right?" I asked him cautiously.
"Just temporary, Abbs."
"Ok. Well who do you have in mind?"
"Well there are a couple of people I have here-"
Just then, Tim came bursting in through the door.
"Gibbs, don't be mad at her. It's not her fault. I didn't have an alarm set. We just slept in Gibbs, please. Be mad at me, because if its anyone's fault, it's mine." Tim rambled on.
"What are you talking about McGee?" Gibbs asked.
"I- uh aren't you mad at her for being late?" Tim asked.
"No, Tim." Gibbs told him. "I'm mad at you for being late. Abby and I just had something to discuss." Gibbs left the lab.
I laughed at Tim.
Tim glared at me.
"I appreciate you coming to my rescue, Tim, but really, I didn't need it."
Tim left the lab without a word.
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The next couple of weeks were pretty boring at NCIS. Apparently no one was in the mood to commit crimes right now.
I woke up the other day around 04:00. Abby was staying the night again, but when I rolled over, she wasn't beside me.
"Abbs?" I called out into the dark.
I got out of bed and heard a noise in the bathroom. I walked over there and the door was closed. It sounded like someone was throwing up.
"Abby, babe, are you ok?"
She didn't answer, so I opened the door.
She was on her knees in front of the toilet, throwing up.
I sat down beside her and pulled back her hair with one hand, and put my other hand on her back. Rubbing her back in slow circles, I whispered, "It's going to be ok, Baby. It's going to be ok."
A few minutes later, we were sitting together on the bathroom floor, Abby's head in my lap, me stroking her hair.
"I hate throwing up." She told me, sounding annoyed.
"I know, Babe, I know." I told her soothingly.
"No! You don't know! I really hate throwing up, Tim."
She sat up and I gave her a hug.
She yawned. "I'm so tired."
I put one arm beneath her back, and one underneath her knees. I stood up, lifting her up. I carried her back to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed.
She crawled under the covers and in no time was asleep. I laid down beside her, putting my arm around her.
It seemed like only two minutes before my alarm was ringing again.
I shut if off quickly and called Gibbs.
"Gibbs," He answered.
"Hey boss, me and Abby are going to be a bit late today."
"What do you mean late, McGee?"
"Just an hour or two, boss. We'll be in no later then 09:00." I told him.
"Why, McGee?" He asked.
"Abby woke up early this morning not feeling well."
"Is she sick?"
"Morning sickness, boss. But I want her to get some sleep before coming in this morning. She was up for a while…"
"Ok, McGee. But not for you, for Abby." He hung up.
I crawled back in bed beside Abby and set the alarm for 08:00. I put my arm around her waist, and she snuggled in next to me.
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I heard Tim's alarm ring and rolled over. It read 08:00. I sprung out of bed and yelled. "Tim! Wake up! We're late again!"
"Abbs, relax. I called Gibbs." He told me.
"What?"
"I told him we'd be late this morning. I told him you needed some sleep."
"Tim! I'm pregnant not sick! I can go to work!"
"Abbs, this is the 6th day in a row you've been up before 4. You needed some sleep, babe. It's ok. Gibbs said it was alright. We don't have to be in until 9."
"Tim I don't want you calling in sick for me! I'll be fine!" I went to the bathroom. I didn't want to talk to him right now. I brushed my hair and teeth and did my makeup. After getting dressed, I grabbed a piece of toast Tim had made and put some peanut butter on it. I ate it while I waited for Tim to get ready. We were silent the whole way to NCIS.
By lunch I had forgive Tim, of course. I wasn't really mad, just hormonal.
Around 15:00 I was bored. There was no more evidence to process, and I knew that Tim was upstairs doing some research.
I went up and snuck up behind him.
I put my arms around his neck, and saw him smile.
"What are you doing up here?" He asked me.
"I missed you," I told him, not lying.
He turned around and kissed me, before spinning back around and getting back to work. "If Gibbs catches us…"
"He won't." I told him. "Gibbs isn't even here."
"Where is he?"
"I don't know, but Tony said he just left."
"In that case…" He spun back around and pulled me onto his lap, kissing me more passionately then before.
I kissed him back with just as much passion and love.
When we broke for the need of oxygen, I whispered, "Tim, how much do you love me?"
"More then you'll ever know, Abbs," He said, kissing me again.
"Can we go shopping after work?" I asked him.
"What?"
I smiled. "I want to go shopping for baby stuff after work."
"Abbs, we have months for that sort of thing."
"But Tim," I whined, "I want to go today."
He sighed. "Ok, sure, why not. We'll go shopping after work today."
"Yay!" I screamed, jumping off Tim's lap. "Now I have to get back to the lab before Gibbs catches us."
"I thought you said-"
"I lied."
"Lied about what Abbs?" Gibbs asked, coming into the room holding a cup of coffee.
"Nothing Gibbs" I told him, laughing.
"Oh and Abby, don't get all your baby stuff in black." Gibbs told me.
How does he do that?
