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I know Abby said to Tony she's never been shot at, but for ths story purposes she has
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Chapter 7
Pictures of her past appeared in her unconscious mind.
She began to dream.
Still in college, she gave private lessons in ASL. That was where she met him the first time.
They had fast become friends, a few months later he had told her that it was unusual for him to trust someone that fast.
She had just smiled at him and had pecked his cheek before she told him in her own unique Abby style: "You know I'm special."
"Yes, you are" was his short answer followed by a peck on her forehead.
The picture changed.
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It was the day she applied for the job when it happened.
If he had known that she wanted to work in this lab, he would have made sure she would get the job she wanted but she wanted to get the job without help from him.
In fact she didn't want anyone, except Ducky of course, to know that they were friends.
On time as ever, she entered the office of the NCIS director at 15:00 precisely.
She found herself in one room with the director and Gibbs.
I should have known.
"Miss Sciuto, welcome. I'm Director Morrow, and this is Special Agent Gibbs."
Abby shook hands with Morrow and afterwards with her best friend, who was looking at her as he would see her the first time.
Finally I meet the Agent in him, she thought to herself.
"Your references are speaking for themselves; we would be more than happy to welcome you into our agency," the director said, exchanging glances with Gibbs.
He paused.
"If you do start to work here, then Agent Gibbs will your main reference person; he will be your boss and he has the final word in hiring and firing."
She hadn't thought of that.
Abby nodded and the director smiled at her.
"I would suggest that Agent Gibbs shows you the building and the lab."
She smiled. "That would be nice, sir."
As the left the office he let her step out first.
"This way."
He led her to the elevator.
As soon as the doors had closed behind them he became her Gibbs again.
"I was quite surprised to read your application, why didn't you tell me?"
She looked at him with her big green eyes.
"I wanted to do this on my own and I have to admit I hadn't thought that you would be my boss."
He kissed her forehead.
"Ok I can respect that. As for the boss part, I just say your ass is mine."
She laughed out loud.
"Abs, I like your usual style better, just come as the person you are to your first workday."
She looked down her white outfit and smiled afterwards at him. "I'm not fond of this skirt and the shirt either. It's so," she paused. "White." She looked up, smiling. "But I thought that I would wait till I have signed the contract before I shock everybody."
"Just come as Abby and not Abigail."
"Is that the way of telling a girl she has the job?"
"It's yours, if you want it."
She threw her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.
"Like you said my ass is yours."
"Now, I will show you your lab and then we visit Ducky, after that we are doing the paperwork."
"Yes boss."
He shook his head and smiled like always when he was around her.
"Plans for tonight?"
"I guess I have some now."
He nodded.
"We have to celebrate; you pick the restaurant," he said, before the doors opened and he became the agent she had met for the first time in the directors' office.
She had liked the lab from the first moment she had entered. Of course a few minor changes had to be made, but they were mainly decorative things.
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The autopsy doors slid open.
"Ducky, look who wants to spend more time with the two of us."
The elder man smiled, surprised at the young woman next to his friend.
"Abigail, dear, what madness drove you here?"
She smiled and shrugged her shoulders.
She hugged the lovable man with whom she had talked on many occasions at Gibbs' place with her mother.
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She held her signed contracted in her hands while she followed her new boss into the elevator again.
"I figure you came by bus, since your so called car is still broken."
She just smiled.
"I take that as a yes."
"You're right, Gunny."
"Good, then we can use my car without a detour to your apartment with yours."
She nodded.
They were arriving at the parking area outside the building, on their way to Gibbs' car.
The ringing of his cell interrupted their conversation.
"Gibbs."
"Who is that lovely and beautiful girl next to you?"
He recognized the voice immediately.
"Where are you?"
He heard him laugh.
"Nowhere near you."
The smile on Abby's face had vanished. She had never seen this kind of tension in his face before.
"What do you want?"
"I just called to catch up, give you some advice."
"I don't need your advice."
"Don't be so rude, my old friend, take care of your little girlfriend."
He grabbed Abby's wrist and pulled her behind him but it was too late. Before her body was fully covered by his, the bullet hit her in the abdomen.
"You bastard!"
The man on the other end of the line laughed out loud.
"We will see each other again."
During the last part of the conversation he already had turned to his friend and had pressed his bare hand upon her wound.
"Sorry Jethro, I think we'll have to celebrate another day."
He smiled weakly down at her.
"Yes, we will." ….
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TBC...
