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Undercover in Vegas
Chapter Eight
by Special Agent Starr

Delicately, she untangled herself from his warm, comforting embrace. Careful not to wake him just yet. Making her way off of the bed, she stood, and stretched, her joints popping in response. Letting out a quiet yawn, her feet padded across the floor until the tips of her toes were met with solid wood. Rolling the drawer open she removed the silver band from where it had spent the night.

She turned on her heels and took a few minutes to absorb the sight in front of her. If ever there was a time to view Timothy McGee in his purist form, it was when he slept. All his insecurities, that while over the years had minimized still existed, weren't able to surface themselves. That intelligent mind of his, shut down, restoring itself. Leaving the gentle, sweet, innocence of a boy with the hard edge of strength, pride, and complexity of a man. That combination drove her crazy. She'd never admit this to him, but he had her wrapped his little finger just as much as she did him.

She watched the rise and fall of the arm across his chest as he now lay on his back, his breaths deep and even. Imagining herself laying next to him, her head atop his chest and an arm draped around his torso, protecting him in her own way, holding him close, she knew it was something she wanted to experience with the start and finish of every day. Abby had never been a fan of cuddling. At least not to that degree of intimacy, but there was just something about Tim that made her want to do it. Like it just seemed right. She didn't fully understand why that was, but then again, she also didn't understand why she was so resistant to let herself have what she wanted either.

Noticing that she had been pulled into some sort of hypnotic trance by him, she shook her head, knocking herself out of it.

'Now it's time to wake up… darling.' she grinned evilly, as she trailed her way to his side of the bed.

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Placing one knee down beside him on the soft cushioning while swinging the other around, she trapped Tm in. Cautious of how much weight she applied and her maneuvers, she didn't want him to wake up before she had her chance to have a little fun first.

"Time to wake up sweetheart." she cooed.

He stirred slightly.

"Come on honey, you've got a big day ahead of yourself."

He stirred a little more, his eyes began to flicker but ultimately stayed closed, as a frustrated look feel upon his face.

"Go away mom! I don't have school today!" he grumbled.

Abby cupped her hand to her mouth fighting back laughter. Even though it was cute, she was sure that him waking to her laughing at him, wouldn't start the day off as well as planned.

Once she gained control of herself she leaned in, "Oh I am so not your mother!" her voice low and gravely.

His lids shot open and this time she couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

"Why good morning sleepyhead" she said, taking her hand and giving his hair a tussle.

Caught somewhere between asleep and awake, he mumbled, "Morning."

Apparently this wasn't enough to satisfy Abby as she began pushing down on the mattress causing the two of them to bounce up and down, the mattress squeaking in protest.

"C'mon Timmy wake up!" she whined.

"I'm awake! I'm awake!" he said, fully awake now, thanks to the movement of the bed.

"Good!" she grinned.

"Someone's in a good mood…" he noticed.

"I know, I told you I would have to be in order to put up with… Elaine… tonight. Let's be grateful that it's so far so good," she perked up, "OH and I have something for you. Close your eyes and you better not fall asleep, or so help me I'll get a bucket of warm water and stick your hand in it, and take pictures of the aftermath. Better yet I'll put shaving cream in your hand and the tickle your nose with a feath-"

"Abby!" he broke her from her ramble, closing his eyes, "Just give it to me!"

"Oh I love it when you take charge McGee."

He was about to open his eyes again but he felt a hand cover them both, so it would have be useless. Being fairly certain on what his "present" was, or at least he hoped that's what it was, otherwise he'd be distracted all day by it's absence. As he felt her grab hold of his left hand, the corners of his mouth stretched from ear to ear. The cool band began it journey down the appropriate digit until it could go no further.

"You can open them now." she sang sweetly, removing her shielding palm.

He didn't need to look at his hand, he new it was there. All he could see now was Abby and truthfully that was all he needed. Whether it seemed like the appropriate thing to do, just a spur of the moment, or plain desire of the heart, he wasn't sure nor did he care. He combed his finger through her silky hair and pulled her head down until their lips met.

"Thank you." he said when they pulled away, an almost foolish grin plastered on his face.

"Well I figure you're going to have to be in a good mood too, considering you're going to have to face her all by yourself."

His expression fell drastically. Almost as if it had jumped off a cliff.

"What?"

"You're going to have to go down to her room and casually invite her to join us at the casino tonight. No doubt they're trying to think of a way to "run into" us again and we're going to have to prove our worthiness to be part of their team anyway." she reasoned

"Why can't we just wait and go down to the casino tonight by ourselves I'm positive they'll be there tonight? Why do I have to go give them an invite? Alone?" he tried to find a way out.

"Because Tim, why not make it easier on them so we can get this over with. I can't go with you because she gave you her room number, and I'm not supposed to know about it. How weird would that make me look if I just strolled on down there with you, completely okay with the fact that some hussy gave her room number to my future husband? Besides it would be a sign of truce. You could tell her that I feel terrible about the way things started off between us and that I'd like to make amends. Sure it's an enormous lie, but she doesn't know that you're a horrible liar so we should be able to get away with it." she took a breath after the long speech.

McGee lay there unconvinced be her logic, but knew that it worked out, he just didn't want to do it. Then a thought crossed his mind which he decided to voice.

"I'm glad you have me this back then, otherwise she might jump to conclusions."

"That's true." she agreed, "But the reason I gave it back to you is because I wanted too." she said before he jumped to any conclusions of his own.

That made him feel better about the situation.

"Now come on, let's order us some breakfast." she grabbed for the phone.

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Tim was about to exit the comfort of their room and embark on his unwanted mini-mission when Abby stopped him and wiped some powered sugar from the bottom of his lip, courtesy of the doughnut he had eaten.

"What would I do without you sweetie?" he let out some nervous humor.

"I don't think you want find out the answer to that dear." she joked.

He instantly grabbed his left hand with his right, protecting the jewelry from being stolen again. She was right.

"You can do it Timmy!" she encouraged as she scouted him out the door and shut it behind him.

He thought about possible ways of avoiding having to go talk to her alone. Abby may have thought Elaine had only been flirting with him so she could distract him, but Tim thought it was more than that. Something about her made him uneasy. She looked like the kind of woman that always got what she wanted and his gut was telling him he was her latest prey.

Arriving at her door he hesitantly raised a fist and knocked twice against the wood.

"Just a minute!" he heard a muffled female voice from inside announce.

He wished she hadn't been there. Then he could just go back and tell Abby the "unfortunate" news. Of course she would make him come back later and try again, until they had no choice but to wait and try their luck at just meeting them out of the blue at the casino. But even if she was there, it's not like him really had to go check. He could go outside the room and wait a few minutes than come back in with e verdict…

The door opened revealing a wet haired Elaine wrapped in nothing but a towel.

He mentally kicked himself for his delay in coming up with the "escape plan".

"Hmm… change your mind already sugar? Perfect timing I just got out of the shower.." she stepped towards him.

He stepped back and gulped. 'Here we go.'

"No Elaine, I… we um were actually wondering if uh you would like to join… and Grease too… join Abigail and I at the casino tonight?"

Obviously not the response she'd hoped for, but she settled back into the door frame with an amused look on her face.

"Somehow, I doubt your little girlfriend is fond of this idea."

"No, actually she hopes that you will except the invite," at least he didn't have to lie about that, "she feels really bad about the way things started out between the two of you last night and she hopes that you are willing to give it another shot. She just wants us all to be friends." he hoped Elaine read that last part loud and clear as the maximum of what their relationship could ever reach. If that.

"Well I guess it couldn't hurt. If anything it'll just show me what I'm up against."

'There's no competition!' McGee declared.

She continued, "I planned go over there at around eleven. What time did you have in mind?"

"That sounds good. I'll just tell Abigail, I'm sure she'll be excited." he lied through his teeth,

"You're going to be there too, right?" she questioned him, making sure.

He nodded.

"Good! I'll see you then sugar. It's a date!" she turned to re-enter her room.

"What about Grease?" he included, hoping he would be there to balance out the equation.

"Are you kidding? That man follows me around like a lost puppy. Yeah, he'll be there." she smiled at him before offering, "You sure you don't want to come in for a little bit?" sticking her bare leg in front of the door.

"Um no… I really should be getting back" he had already started moving in that direction, "I'll see you guys tonight."

"Alright handsome." she winked and shut the door.

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{Sorry for taking so long to update. My internet was shut off again and my laptop is currently dead until I can get a new battery charger which should be here soon I hope b/c I'm dying without it here. lol So once I get it back the next update should be faster. Please keep the lovely reviews coming. The more I get the more eager I am to write, despite stupid technically difficulties. lol Abby size hugs to all of you wonderful people}