If you think that I can't distinguish the fibers on your stupid jacket from the evidence on the dog, you don't know me, McGee. And right now, I don't want to know you. – Abby to McGee

McGee let his head hang a little lower than usual throughout the investigation. Sure, he and Abby had gotten into it before, but he never liked the way it made him feel. He tried to hide it, but if Gibbs picked up on it, he knew he wasnt doing all that great of a job.

He shuffled his feet to the elevator, watched it open slowly and noticed its lone occupant. They stared at each other for a few seconds and McGee opted to take the next one. But before the doors closed Tony came up from behind him and slid his hand in between them. He noticed that Abby was standing inside and that each of them were avoiding eye contact. "Uh did I miss something?"

McGee only shook his head before walking away, leaving Tony confused. Which was something he never liked being. "What I miss?" he slid into the elevator with Abby and looked up at her. "Okay, I've been reading up on women as of late, and from what I can tell you're obviously pissed about something, and if I'm anything like the investigator I think I am, I'm gonna take a shot in the dark and says it's probably at McGeek."

She huffed and crossed her arms. Tony pointed at her. "Does that stuff work with Gibbs? Cuz it aint getting me off your back." He reached over and flipped off the power to the elevator, bringing it to a quick stop.

"What do you want me to say Tony?"

"Why don't you start with what pissed you off?"

"McGee shot that poor dog…"

Tony looked at her up and down. "Define poor?"

"He's innocent Tony…"

"That's all well and good Abs, but he attacked McGee, would you rather he of petted him gently till he stopped?"

Abby just shrugged.

"I'm sorry, remind me again, why you're mad?" He smiled in an attempt to cheer her up but failed."Okay Abs, here's the thing…McGruff is clearly upset that he upset you, and you're clearly upset that he's upset…which makes this whole mess upsetting…so make up, or you'll force me to go to upper management."

"You wouldn't…"

Tony only stared back at her.

"You would." She sighed. "Okay, I think I know just the way to do it too."

"Good." He reached for the switch, flipped it up and waited quietly till it opened. When it did, Gibbs was standing there impatiently, and it wasn't long before Tony received a head slap.

"Ow, boss…what was that for?"

"Using my office without permission…"