Chapter 4

Three weeks had gone by and now Abby was due to return to Taki's office. She would rather die than go there, but she knew it would keep him away from Gibbs and McGee. All the stress of it was taking its toll on her. She couldn't seem to eat anything, and when she did she felt the nausea creep up at the thought of what was coming. She and McGee grew closer every day, and even though Gibbs had called off the body guard for everyone she and McGee still spent several nights a week together. If she was being honest with herself, she felt safer with him there, but she couldn't bring herself to tell him that.

Gibbs on the other hand had started asking her if she felt all right. She had of course told him yes, but he was adamant something was not right, and told her she would be visiting a doctor soon. What he didn't know was she would be in the next five minutes. She walked in the door, and waited as she did before, and it wasn't long before Taki came in again. This time he wasn't alone and Abby started to bolt for the door, fear overtaking her senses.

Miss Sciuto if you would be so kind as to have a seat up here on the exam table.

Why? What for? I thought this was all a game to you both.

Ahh, but you see in order for the game to succeed we must make sure everything is in working order.

Abby laid back on the table, but tensed as the other man approached her. "I am going to examine you whether you like it or not. It can be done the easy way, or the hard way. Rough didn't begin to explain what was done. Nothing they did felt gentle like Tim. He was always extra careful with her, never wanting to harm her at all, these men didn't care if she hurt.

Well, well it seems our plans are in order much sooner than we expected.

What do you mean? Abby was pulling her clothes back on, the pain slowly easing away.

You are already pregnant Miss Sciuto. This both helps and complicates things. We will not need the science behind our plan, but this will change things.

Abby was trembling now, her stomach tying itself into knots, painful knots. "Not only are Gibbs and McGee a target but your child as well should you cross us. You would do well to remember that. By the end of the day you should let everyone know of your condition. Gibbs will be thrilled, your McGee also, what a crushing blow when they find out they won't get to ever lay eyes on the child."

You would kill my baby? You sick bastard!" Abby started hitting him over and over.

"You will kill your baby if you do not stop this at once! Now take the medicine I gave you, Inform the others of your condition, and if you refuse, if you let on that anything is wrong I will shoot both men before they ever arrive to work tomorrow. Can you face the fact, that you would be the cause of their deaths? This McGee you claim to love and Gibbs as well hmm?

"I do love them! I hope you die, I hope that somehow, someway they find out and you end up on Ducky's slab, Why should I take your medicine if I am pregnant?

"I would advise you to think carefully Miss Sciuto. It was you who told me not everyone experiences morning sickness, and I wouldn't want you to miss out on it. Take the medicine, and know I will be watching you even at NCIS.

Dinozzo have you finished those reports for the case?

No Boss, I just found out that Mr. Lee's wife died in childbirth. Seems the doctor was found negligent and was barred from practice, but I can't seem to find a record of him anywhere.

Grab your gear and go find me a name, and take Ziva with you. What about you Boss?

Today is Abby's birthday and I am taking her out to lunch. McGee go tell Abby that I will be ready in a few minutes.

Abby heard the whoosh of the elevator. She didn't know if it would be Gibbs or not, but she downed a sip of the medicine anyway and then put it back in her drawer. Nausea swept over her instantly, and she broke out into a cold sweat. "Hey Abby, Gibbs said he would be down here in a few minutes to take you to lunch and why didn't you mention it was your birthday. I would have gotten you something."

Abby went to speak but the overwhelming desire to vomit hit her and she ran full force to the bathroom, heaving the contents of her stomach, as she retched. "Abby, oh my god, are you all right?" McGee placed his hand on her forehead to see if she was feverish but felt none.

Abby sat back down tears streaming from her eyes as she wiped her face with the handkerchief McGee handed her. "Nothing is wrong McGee." Neither one heard the elevator.

"You don't just vomit for no reason. Something is wrong. Maybe you need to see Ducky."

"I'm pregnant McGee," Abby sobbed, finally breaking down. This was not how she wanted to spend her birthday. Gibbs would hate her, he would fire McGee, and both could be killed at any moment.

"Pregnant! Who Abby? Tell me who is responsible for this so I can kill him." Abby stood up and ran to Gibbs crying.

"Don't kill him Gibbs. I love him, really. I need him, the baby needs him, and I need you out of prison."

Tell me who Abby.

It's me Boss. McGee stood trembling before the man he respected and yet he wouldn't back down, especially not now. You can reassign me, you can smack me around, but I am not turning my back on her, I love her.

Gibbs paced back and forth, How did this happen? When? You two know my rule and yet you broke it. It is there for a reason, so things like this won't happen. Every time you are on a mission your mind will be back at home. Can I even trust you to keep your head in the game anymore?

As much trust as you could any Marine that has family waiting stateside. I know it wasn't planned, it wasn't intentional but either way it happened, and now I stand by both my work and Abby. The choice is yours to make on whether I stay with the team or not.

You think I would send you away McGee? You aren't that lucky. I will be watching your every move from now on. One tiny step out of place and I will, and he stopped. If you ever hurt her?

Boss, I wouldn't. I love her. I would die for her, but I would never hurt her.

Abby get your things you are going to see Ducky.

But Gibbs!

This was not an option Abby. Either you can go see Ducky, or we can find some way for McGee to carry the baby when I rip out his intestines. While Abby went to see Ducky, McGee headed back upstairs to be as far away from Gibbs as he could. When he heard cursing coming from around the corner he ducked beneath his desk. Gibbs passed by Abby in tow headed for the elevator. Once they were gone, McGee got up.

What did you do McGee? Did you drink his coffee again? Break his boat?

Worse I got Abby pregnant.

Tony fell out of his chair, Ziva stood there with her mouth open stunned. It didn't take long for Tony to regain his senses though. "You did what!"

Look it wasn't like we planned it or anything, but she's pregnant, and I don't know what Gibbs is going to do to me.

If you are lucky, he will kill you quick Probie. Nice knowing you McGee.

McGee on your feet, we are having a talk over lunch.

McGee was stunned, unable to move, but a shove from Tony sent him towards the elevator and Gibbs.

2 hours later...

See he didn't even fire you Tim.

Abby hold on let me get the door for you, and he said he would love to tear me limb from limb but that I wouldn't get out of raising this kid that easy.

Well, that means he won't hurt you, at least till the baby is born. Abby tossed her bag on the floor and flopped down on the couch. I am exhausted.

You sure you are feeling okay? I mean... well you know. Abby I didn't mean for this to happen, but I won't ever hurt you or leave unless you ask me to.

Tim, I'm fine, even Ducky said so, and I know you won't. You are the one bright light in this.

What Ducky said was for you to get some rest, and I intend to see that you do. I will go run some bath water for you. Be right back. He didn't hear the phone ring, and for that Abby was glad.

I see you have followed through with your end of the bargain Miss Sciuto. Now why don't you get some much needed rest, and I will call back in a couple weeks with our next appointment. Abby slammed the phone closed, angry that someone wanted to hurt her, the baby, Tim and Gibbs. Tears rolled down her face and she felt the uneasy nausea creep back up. Her stomach was sore already from Taki's man, and puking earlier hadn't helped. Fighting it she got to her feet but only made it a few steps before she grew woozy. McGee was just heading down the stairs when he caught her before she stumbled. "I can see you need a good bath and a good night's rest." He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom helping her with her clothes and she sighed when the warm water hit her body taking away the aches.

Now all clean and with freshly brushed teeth, Abby laid down on the bed, almost drifting off before McGee got back from his own shower. He leaned over to kiss her cheek, when she began to tremble again. "Are you cold?"

She turned to face him and shook her head yes, "Will you lay here with me for a few minutes? She scooted over and McGee got into bed. You don't have to go to sleep, it's only seven but I don't want to be alone right now.

Abby I won't leave you, not just now, not ever. The idea of being a father scares the hell out of me, but at the same time I am so filled with love right now. Abby snuggled closer to him, pulling his arm around her, and he noticed his hand was now laying across her stomach. Carefully he rubbed circles on her belly, smiling as he did, and wondering if he would in fact be a good dad. He and his own father had never been close. Too much was expectations he didn't quite meet. Too many missed school functions when his dad was deployed. He vowed he would be there for both Abby and his child, no matter the cost, and with that he fell asleep.

It wasn't a peaceful night as McGee woke up to someone shaking him he thought, but when he opened his eyes he found out it was Abby. Laying there in a fitful dream it seemed. He once again tried to soothe away her dreams by rubbing her back and calling to her, but she still trembled beneath him. He felt for a fever but there was none, and he then grew worried. "Abby, wake up you're having a dream. She tossed and turned but didn't wake up and now he was getting worried. Pulling her up to a sitting position he tried to wake her again, and she seemed to gasp for air, like she was having a panic attack though asleep. Frantic now he shook her, "Abby wake up you're scaring me. Abby, come on now it's Tim, open your eyes." With a jerk she opened her eyes and upon seeing him she burst into tears.

"I dreamt you were gone, that you left me. Tim I can't even imagine... don't leave me, please."

Abby I won't ever leave you. Please calm down. This can't be good for the baby or you. Knowing nothing else to stop her tears he leaned over and kissed her gently, running his hands through her hair. When he pulled away she tried to hold him there. "Abby we can't. Not today, you aren't feeling well, and the baby. I am afraid I will hurt you."

Abby began to really cry then, "It's my birthday and all I wanted was to spend the night with you, and you won't even..." her sobs made her gasp then. McGee was at a loss, he couldn't refuse her anything, and the fact he hadn't even known it was her birthday made him feel even guiltier. Her breaths sounded as if she were gasping for air. "Abby please, anything, just calm down. I promise I will try, just, you are scaring me. Maybe I need to call Ducky."

No! All I need is you, she said pulling him down on the bed beside trailed kisses down her neck and her breathing evened out. She now wanted more and she sat up pulling off her shirt as she did, and he pulled his boxers off, laying back down beside her. He ran his hand down her side till chills erupted on her body, making her sigh in contentment. She tried pulling him on top of her, but he held himself above her, not wanting to hurt her at all. Slowly he began kissing her, his tongue flickering across her inner thigh. She moaned, and he traveled further up, tracing circles around her breasts till she arched her back. "Tim I need you. He wanted her, his own throbbing becoming larger with each moan she gave. You won't hurt me I know it," she told him arching her back and pleading with him to enter her.

He placed himself on his hands, not wanting to put any of his weight on her, and very gently entered her just a bit. She bucked wildly beneath him, but he wouldn't be rushed, not tonight. He wanted this to last, to be something she remembered for her birthday. Slowly he entered further, stopping by some miracle as he did not want to. He gauged her reaction and slipped a bit further. She tensed beneath him and he saw the look of pain flicker across her face for the briefest of seconds but it was enough to halt him. He wanted to, oh his body protested but he still stopped. "Abby, did I hurt you?" He could see her holding her breath, not answering him made it worse and he withdrew from her, pulling her on top of him. "Are you okay? Abby talk to me."

Why did you stop? Tim I need you. I need to feel you, holding me, making love to me.

I can't hurt you Abby. I don't ever want to hurt you. It would kill me. She laid down on top of him, running her hand down his thigh, and then caressing him, bringing him to a moan within a minute. You could never hurt me, I know this, and you know this. Please, tonight means so much.

You lead, that way I know it won't be me hurting you, but you have to promise to stop if you feel any pain. She nodded and he gripped the side of the bed. She took his hand in hers, pulling it away from the bed, and kissed each of his fingers, lacing her own with his. She laid down at his side, pulling away for a moment and began trailing her tongue over his throbbing manhood. "Abby! he cried out, gripping the pillow as she teased him even more.

She didn't want this to be quick, no she wanted it to last all night. Each time he moaned she stopped what she was doing and began kissing his neck, his ear, anything to distract him, until she saw the tears pooling in his eyes. He never had to beg, it was written on his face, but as she lowered herself near him he did. "Please, I want you." That was all she wanted to hear, and she slowly let him enter her just an inch, the head sinking deep inside and yet not letting him go any further. Slowly she pull him in and out of her, but only letting him in that single inch. Tears, his tears of frustration began to pool in his eyes and she withdrew herself, kissing him, wiping the tears away as they couldn't he be like other guys and take her, slamming himself into her till she screamed his name. He hated himself for those thoughts, but he wanted it so badly right now. He ached with the need to feel deep within her, and yet he, Tim McGee couldn't hurt the only woman he had ever loved that way. No he was always going to give her what she wanted.

Minutes ticked by and then an hour, and yet she still toyed with him, never letting him feel all of her. She was now pushing down on him again and his hips bucked wildly, causing her to slide another inch in. Waves of pleasure made him and her both moan, but she wouldn't let it end just yet. No, she would tire them both out, only giving in when she herself couldn't take anymore. She withdrew yet again and nibbled at his ear. He was sweating now, panting from the act of trying to resist her. She liked it, and deep down he did too. It was torture, but he had never had anyone bring him more pleasure .She sat grinding him and he did something he had never done before, reaching towards her he slipped two fingers deep within her. She gasped and as he withdrew she moaned. Tim, please don't stop, she begged and he didn't bringing her to her climax twice more before she backed away.

Her mound now soaking wet she let him slip inside her again just a little and he pleaded with her. Abby please I want you so badly. I need, ahhh he gasped as she rocked back and forth bringing him in and out quickly. He was getting close. Tears, that was what sent her over the edge, his tears falling down his face as he begged, and she lowered herself down his shaft slowly making him gasp over and over. Just as he was almost there she rolled off him and he nearly choked. "Oh God Abby please, please..." he begged her, but she put a finger to his lips.

"Take me Tim.

I can't Abby, what if I hurt you?

I want you to take me Tim. You won't hurt me, I want to feel you pounding into me, I really want this Tim, please."

He slowly got on top of her, holding himself up so he didn't hurt her, and then he entered her sopping wet mound. He cried out with joy and she once again looked into his eyes. Please Tim, she begged and the tears rolled down his face as he began moving faster and faster, pounding into her bringing her to her climax and she screamed as her muscles clinched down on him, Faster and faster he went until he screamed, releasing inside her, and feeling as if he had run a marathon he collapsed beside her, bringing her close to him. Tears streamed from her eyes, mostly from the pure love she felt from him, and a bit from pain. She couldn't fault him, she had asked for this, hell, she wanted it more than he did, but now all she wanted was a good nights sleep.