Prompt #6/ April 6th 2010
Friend
"What exactly are we looking for?" He leant in closer to peer at the petri dish.
"See that blue spot right there?"
He nodded feverishly.
"That… is absolutely nothing at all!" she cried in delight before she burst out into peals of laughter.
His eyebrows furrowed together. "Then… what was the point of me coming down here Abs?"
Abby shrugged her shoulders and grinned. "I was bored, and you should stop hiding out in autopsy! Get some fresh air!" she gave him a friendly punch in the shoulder.
Palmer rubbed his shoulder. "It's hardly like there's any fresh air in here Abby," he said as his left hand pushed his glasses back up his nose. "Have you got anything else for me to bring back to Dr Mallard?"
"No but," she held up a finger, "I do need help with something."
Palmer smiled, it was nice to be able helping someone with something that wasn't to do with cadavers. "What do you need help with?"
Abby booted up her laptop, clicked onto an internet page and handed the whole machine over to Palmer who fumbled to hold it properly.
"Help me choose a new tattoo," she demanded.
"But I…I….thought you wanted me to help you with something. Not something like this something."
"I thought you were my friend Palmer," Abby pouted.
Palmer felt flustered now, "Abby I am…but this…this…"
Abby did her best Gibbs glare now.
"I'm your friend," he admitted with a defeated sigh.
She brightened up again. "How's my Gibbs stare now by the way?"
"Spot on," he replied with a grin that matched the forensic scientist.