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Author's note: Here it is the last chapter. Thanks to all who have read "Last Night."
The dull ache that had been in the back of her head all day, surged forward causing her head to ache. She had never seen Tim like this,ever. It was different,but she had to admit she kinda liked it. Not that there was anything wrong with the way he normally acted. Have I been playing a game with him? She wondered.
It's true she loved flirting with him. She got upset when he dated other women and she knew all she had to do was flutter her eyelashes and maybe pout a bit and she could get him to do pretty much anything she wanted. But she would never take advantage of that. She cared about him and she'd always felt protective over him. In her mind, he would always be hers. Maybe that was the problem. She had just assumed he was okay with the situation because she was. All those years ago, when they had split up she hadn't wanted to lose his friendship, because that is where they where really good, and luckily their friendship had only grown.
But now he wanted more and honestly she agreed with him. He deserved to be loved by someone special. To be married and have kids. But was she that type of woman? Five years ago she would have said no. But now, well time has a way of changing a persons' perspective. But she didn't have to figure it all out now, did she?
The fact was this whole thing had been building for awhile. They have had some uncomfortable moments lately, but right around Christmas things changed. It had gotten back to the way things used to be. She knew deep down that last night was no accident. The alcohol had only served as an accelerant thrown onto a slow burning fire. Standing there now, she wanted him and all the strings and entanglements a guy like him came with. Definitely not the type of guy she had attracted before.
She knew she had to tell him something, but what she wasn't quite sure. She opened her mouth, hoping the right thing would come out.
"Tim," He glanced up at her. The look on his face took her breath away. Pure love shone through the green depths.
"I'm...I'm scared...of change. I don't do well with change. But I know I can't lose you totally. You mean too much to me. I can't stand to see you with other women either, none of them was good enough for you. But I just kept telling you what I thought you wanted to hear. I wasn't happy, it made me miserable. But they were all so different from me. That's what I thought you wanted." He shook his head and said, "I only dated them because I couldn't have the one I really wanted. I mean I would look like a complete loser never dating." She began to pace.
"But what if it doesn't work out again. Much bigger consequences now than before." He got the feeling she was talking more to herself than to him so he just listened.
"You're a permanent member of the team now. A part of the family. I mean could we work together still if something went wrong. I know it would be hard for me to see you everyday. See, that's why Gibbs has these rules. He truly is wise. But then again he only came up with that rule after Jenny left him in Paris. But he ended up working well with her when she was the Director. Of course, when she died he was devastated. Not that he showed it. The there's Tony and Ziva. Wow, that's a mess. I mean they so belong together but look Tony ended up almost getting killed and Ziva hated him. Although things are getting better now ."
She was rambling. He knew she was trying to figure things out. On her next pass by him, he reached out, stopping her. She looked at him confusion written on her beautiful face. He turned her to face him. Grasping her hands in his, hoping it would keep her from moving.
"Abby," His voice calm, " We're not Gibbs and Jenny and we're definitely not Tony and Ziva. We're Abby and Tim. Yeah we have a long history but that doesn't mean we couldn't have a great future together." She smiled. For the first time since they where locked in the room her eyes sparkled.
"Aww Timmy. That's so sweet." He smiled. One eyebrow arched upward, her brilliant green eyes shining.
"So you love me,love me?"
"Yup."
"Only person in the entire world for you?"
"Only you." She pulled her left hand free from his grip. Holding it up she extended her pinky, crooking it slightly.
"Pinky swear." She looked absolutely serious. His smile widened. Hooking his pinky with hers he sad, "I swear." She squealed and launched herself into his arms, knocking him back into the edge of the table. She began planting loud kisses all over his face. He wrapped his arms around her. She held his face in her hands. Suddenly she stopped. Their eyes locked together.
"I really do love you, Timmy." Her face completely serious.
"And that's enough for me." He said and she laughed.
Pulling his face towards hers she captured his lips. His hands instantly tightened at her hips, pulling her tighter again his body. Both craving the closeness. As the kiss intensified his fingers began to trace the line of skin exposed between the hem of her shirt and her skirt. He whole body began to buzz. His fingers moved underneath her shirt. Trailing up her spine, causing goose pimples to break out all over her skin. She moved her hands over his neck to the back of his head, holding him to her.
Outside,Tony pressed his ear to the door. "I can't hear anything. Ya think she killed him?" He asked looking up at Ziva who kind of snorted. She glanced at her watch.
"Well we will soon find out. It has been thirty minutes. We have to unlock the door." He glanced from her to the door.
"What if she's mad?" Ziva rolled her eyes. Holding out her hand palm up she said,"Then give me the key. I will do it." He clutched the key. "No way." As he turned his attention back to the door, she stuck her tongue out at the back of his head. He slid the key in and turned it, swinging the door open.
"Alright you two. You better have fixed..." Neither were prepared for the sight that greeted them. McGee leaning against the edge of the table, Abby basically surrounding him. Engaged in what was definitely a passionate kiss. Abby's hands tugging McGee's hair. Tim's left hand was under Abby's shirt, pulling it up,exposing the cross tattoo. His right hand grasping her bottom.
"Oh God. My eyes!" Tony yelled. Ziva smacked him in the abdomen. He shot her a look. "Ow! What was that for?" She smiled. "I think it is sweet." He shivered, " Probie love."
"Shut up Tony." They turned at the sound of McGee's voice. He was smiling, Abby stood next to him, their arms linked around one another.
"Everything Better?" Ziva asked trying to hide the smirk on her face.
"Ya think?" Ziva and Tony jolted at the sound of Gibbs' voice behind them. Abby smiled brightly at him. Tony risked a look over his shoulder.
"Oh hey boss." Tony chuckled nervously. Gibbs handed Ziva a bundle of phone wire. "Fix it." She nodded. Silently walking over to where the phone was. Next he stepped up beside Tony.
"DiNozzo, key." Tony dropped the key into his upturned hand. Gibbs nodded toward the hall. Tony left. Thankful to got out of there. Gibbs turned his attention to Abby and McGee. As he continued to look between the two of them McGee began to get nervous. His blue eyes not giving anything away. Finally he spoke.
"McGee ya got something all over your face. Go clean it off and get back to work." He glanced at Abby who shrugged her shoulders and smiled.
"Um...yes boss." As he and Abby passed Gibbs he reached out and slapped the back of McGee's head.
"How many times do I have to say no grab ass in the office." He fixed McGee with a cold stare, pointing at Abby he said, "You hurt her, be afraid." McGee fidgeted under Gibbs intense glare.
"Understood boss." Out in the hall Abby released Tim's hand, he looked at her quizzically. "Hold on a sec." She said. Running back into the room, she hugged Gibbs and kissed him on the cheek, "Thanks oh magnificent one." He smiled slightly. She ran back to McGee's side. Together they headed back downstairs. Gibbs shook his head, he didn't like it when his team broke his rules but this one he would let slide. They belonged together.