Little did Ziva know what the rest of the team had been up to in the twelve hours her and Tony were eh gone.

"Don't interrupt me McGee." Abby said pausing her music without turning to face him.

"You know it's creepy when you do that right?" McGee asked.

"Look I haven't got time to be nice Abby. I got nothing of the vic's clothes, I still don't know what that number is and now Tony and Ziva are missing and I can't doing anything."

"Abby calm down."

"McGee don't tell me to calm down-"

"I turned on their GPS." McGee said taking Abby's shoulders.

"Why didn't I think of that?" Abby asked herself.

She turned to her screen and click a few things. She smiled.

"Wait their not moving." She said sounding concerned.

"I'm sure it's nothing besides I rang a tow truck to go get them. I also realised that the three numbers are part of a licence plate." A wide smile spread across McGee's face.

"You are-" Abby started to say.

She pulled McGee into a hug, then she leaned back to kiss him.

Suddenly Abby was taken with an urge one that had lived at the back of her mind for many years.

She placed both of Timmy's hands on her buttocks which were already showing a little under her short skirt not that you would notice if she had her white coat on, but she was already letting that fall to the floor.

"Abby I don't think-"

"Then don't think."

"But-"

"Your hands are on my butt, and I'm not wearing any panties." She whispered in his ear.

"Abby." McGee breathed barely able to speak he was so full of excitement.

"Tell me to stop and I will." Abby whispered as she held the bottom of her tight t-shirt which had a skull and pink bow on it.

McGee didn't speak.

"Nod if you want me to keep going." By now Abby's t-shirt barely covered her breasts.

McGee closed his eyes and nodded.

Abby smiled and lifted her t-shirt over her head reviling her B cup breasts. McGee was both shocked and very aroused.

Felling McGee getting an erection made Abby's nipples go hard.

She pushed McGee up against the fridge. They both fell to the floor with a small bang.

"Ouch." McGee said.

"Sorry." Abby laughed nervously.

"You ok?" She asked looking up at him from where she lay on his chest.

"Yeah I'm fine." McGee answered a little annoyed as he rubbed the back of his head to check for blood.

"Is there any way I can make it up to you?" She asked moving his hand to her right breast and biting her lip.

McGee groaned.

Abby rocked against his pelvis.

"Abby." McGee whimpered with want.

Abby took pity and undid McGee's trousers.

She jumped back with surprise.

"My god McGee."

"I know."

"Why- I mean wow."

McGee blushed a little.

"I know I mean it's kinda big." McGee tried to say shyly.

"Kinda?!" Abby said taking it her hand.

"Mmm the things I'm going to do to you." Her tone was a mixture of warning and promising.

She lowered herself and gasped.

"Uh. Oh McGee." Abby gasped as they both began to move.

"Oh god." She moaned as McGee quickened his pace.

He cupped her breast as she moved against him using his thumb to caress her nipple .

"Oh God Timmy." She said rubbing her own left breast with her left hand and pulling on her chocker with her other hand.

Abby arched her back and McGee watched as her breasts bounced.

(Scene change)

"First DiNozzo and Ziva, now you!" Gibb's said from his desk when McGee returned to his own desk.

"What?" McGee asked confused.

"Everyone just keeps going AWOL today."

"Oh right boss. Sorry I was just giving Abby a hand." McGee tried not to blush.

(Later)

McGee needed help with tracking the Lance corporals phone.

"McGee!" Abby says smiling as she used her remote to turn down her stereo.

"Eh hi Ab's." McGee said blushing and looking any where but at her.

"I just needed your help finding the Lance Corporals cell phone tryt-ory I- I mean history." McGee said fumbling with some papers.

"Ok." Abby said deflated as she took the papers.

Abby put the information into the computer, this is where the magic happens, the non sexual kind.

"Ok, well it's off right now but the last place it gave a signal was..." Abby waited for her computer to ping.

"A cell tower near Fayetteville, North Carolina two days ago." Abby said turning around beaming with a smile at her own efficiency, momentarily forgetting the awkwardness between them.

"Ok thanks Abby." McGee said turning towards the door still not looking at her.

"McGee wait!" Abby called walking forward and holding his arm gently.

"I don't want us to change, please tell me we are ok." Abby pleaded.

"I don't know what we are." McGee's face had turned burgundy as he looked at the ground.

"Don't say that." Abby's voice was small and full of emotion.

"I'm sorry Ab's I can't lie to you." McGee replied his voice wavered.

Abby wanted to hold him there till things were no longer so awkward or until a miracle happened and they both forgot the event, though she was sure it would have to a sever bang to the head for her to forget that. Suddenly she let go, He must not want her and if that was the case she wasn't going to beg. Then again maybe he just wished it never happened, perhaps he wished that they had just stayed friends and not let it turn into this awkward thing, this mutating bacteria that was already spreading and decaying everything.

Abby let go and turning her back she went to her computer.

"Go, I'm sure Gibbs wants that info." She said trying to sound angry.

She heard the doors open and close. She opened her mouth and a small whimpering cry came out. She angrily grabbed her remote and turned the music back up. she stretched both arms out and leaned on her desk for support. Her two plats dangled at the sides of her face as her eyes watered.

(Scene change)

McGee told Gibbs about the LC's cell but with Tony and Ziva still Non comunicado Gibb's wasn't going to send anyone else out.

"We'll regroup tomorrow." Jethro said putting on his coat.

"If you hear from Tony or Ziva let me know." Gibbs said putting his gun in it's holster and walking to the lift.

"Yes Boss." McGee shouted after him.

(Later that night)

Gibbs was in his basement working on another carpentry project.

There was a creek on the stairs.

"Hi Ab's" Jethro said with his back to her still sanding a piece of timber.

"Hi Gibbs." Abby returned he's greeting with a smile.

"Is it Tony and Ziva?" He asked turning to face her.

"No, no I just.. you know what it doesn't matter bye Gibbs." Abby said turning to go back up the stars. What was she thinking coming here. She couldn't tell him about McGee well not if she wanted McGee to live and well the other reason she came over was never going to happen, Gibbs just doesn't think of her that way or at least she doesn't think so.

"Abby it's the middle of the night I know if you drove here-"

"I didn't I kinda had a drink after work and well..." She shrugged.

"Abby what's wrong." Gibbs's face was the picture of seriousness.

"Nothing." Abby tried to say cheerfully.

"Then why are you here?" Gibbs asked in a concerned tone.

"I was hoping, I mean I wanted to know if.." Could she bring herself to ask for something she had been wanting since she first met Gibbs? It could be a way of coping with the heartbreak she felt for McGee.

"Will you help me build a coffin?" She asked. "Chicken." she scorned herself in her head.

"At ten thirty at night?" Gibbs asked.

Abby shrugged "What better time to build a coffin?"

"You can't work with wood in those." Gibbs indicated Abby's black t-shirt with a skull that had two pink bows and her tartan skirt.

"What? Why."

"Lacquer, turpentine-"

"I work in a lab Gibbs." She reminded him.

"Yes Abby but you're used to using that equipment."

Abby was so distracted by the word equipment, it had her mind racing she forgot to even argue.

"In the closet in my room, get yourself a t-shirt." Gibbs ordered.

Abby complied and when she returned Gibbs gave her a strange look.

"Don't worry I'm still Abby underneath." Abby assured him showing that she still had her clothes on under the t-shirt.

Gibbs did his wonky knowing smile. Abs loved that smile but McGee had a smile that- Abby shook her head, she was here to forget about the whole McGee thing and now apparently to make a coffin. What had she gotten herself into.

Gibb's had started to show Abby how to pair the wood. Gibbs moved the tool over the wood quite face Abby had to block her naughty thoughts this was not the time to compare the movement to something else.

"You try it." Gibbs offered Abby the tool.

Abby pressed it into the wood. It skimmed across it and nearly took Abby's other hand off.

"Maybe we should start with sanding." Gibbs jeered as he took the tool away.

Abby went red as Jethro handed her a piece of sandpaper.

Abby touched the wood.

"Oh Gibb's it's so smooth and hard. It's longer than I thought it would be." Abby said in aw.

Suddenly Gibbs held his finger to his lips. Abby looked confused then for a fleeting second Abby wondered if she was about to get the thing she hadn't even let herself believe was possible. The Gibbs reached over to the press and picked up his gun.

It took Abby a minute to realise there was danger. What with the drink she had and her brain preoccupied with lust.

Gibbs checked the mag and racked the gun and took the safety off.

He signalled to Abby to stay where she was but once Gibbs was up the stairs she followed him.

The house was clear and Gibbs stood on the footpath. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary but Gibbs wasn't one to overreact, well outside of the interrogation room.

A/N Sorry I know I've been writing this rather quick but at the moment there are like a million non-fic story's roaming around my head and on top of that I am trying to write for this fan fic and two others and I start back on my course in two days so this is the last few days I have for a while. Thank you for being so understanding. Please leave a review your input could make me a better writer.