Disclaimer: Don't own, just having fun
A/N: Ok, I couldn't decide which pov to pick for the wedding, so I figured I would just do both the next chapter will be Abby's…Thanks for the reviews…
Chapter 10 – The Wedding, part I (Gibbs)
I drove Abbs from the wedding to the reception, saying I would be her designated driver for the night. The wedding had gone like all do. Lee and Palmer looked very happy. I was driving down the highway one hand on the wheel, the other placed on Abby's knee.
Her black dress was very short; I had no idea that they sold actual dresses that skimpy. She looked fabulous, as ever, but I could hardly stop myself from seizing her and just…at that point scenes reeled in my head from the night before.
I parked the car outside the place where the reception was to start in a few minutes. It was a nice place on the ocean, funny I didn't peg either of them as beach people. I leaned over and kissed her quickly.
"I must say you are irresistible in that dress," I said, and she just smiled as she turned and looked at me.
"Why thank you, my silver haired fox," She said with another, perfect, Abby smile, and I felt my own heart race as she opened the door and got out.
I love it when she calls me that. I got out and joined her on the board walk, I was about to give her a peck on the lips when McGee walked up I sighed.
"McGee," I said in greeting then I looked around behind him, "Where's everyone else?"
"I'm guessing already in there, boss," said McGee and he kept walking, "You two coming?"
"Meet you in there," I said and he nodded and left.
Well, at least he didn't pick up on anything; it seems we're doing pretty well. Of course that was McGee; he's not exactly the most observant. I leaned and kissed her.
"I really wish you wouldn't have to stop and not just let him see you," She said, I could tell she was upset with me and I couldn't blame her.
I didn't want to have to explain it better than I did when I told her we couldn't tell people. I didn't want to scare her into my reasoning on this one.
"I'm sorry, Abbs," I said trying to communicate through my eyes just how sorry I was.
"Put your puppy dog eyes away, Gibbs, they're annoying," She said in the most annoyed voice I have ever heard her use, "Let's go in."
We walked in looking as innocent as possible and sat down at our table with Duck, Jen, DiNozzo, McGee, and David. According to the little paper thingys Abby sat between Ziva and Jen, and so she did. I sat between DiNozzo and Duck. I was pretty much across from Abbs at our little circular table. Duck shot me a look; he obviously had realized Abby was a little less than thrilled with me.
I looked around the room and saw that Palmer had some friends you wouldn't expect him to have, and all the male ones were looking my Abbs up and down. I glared at some of them then turned back to the table.
After Dinner, during which the only words Abby said to me were 'Please pass the salt' Abby got up and went to the other side of the dance floor to look out the window. As she walked I watched as all of Palmer's friends watched her. I immediately got up and joined her at the window.
"Hey, Abbs," I said, calmly walking up behind her, close enough so that I could see perfectly out the window too, "You wanna get out of here now?"
"No," She replied quickly as she looked up into my face, "The dancing is about to start, and that's like the best part of a wedding."
Not when every guy in the room is checking out your girlfriend, and it's driving you crazy.
"Abbs," I said deciding to notify her, "That's not true when every other guy in the room is drooling over your girl."
For a second I thought I saw her smirk.
"C'mon, Gibbs," She said and added teasingly, "Are we doubting our claim here?"
"Claims don't work if no one else knows," I replied, no, I really shouldn't, but damn it those boys had better change their glance before I do it for them, "Let's tell everyone."
"No," She said, "Not at a wedding, all eyes should be on the bride and groom, don't make this about us."
I heard her voice crack as she walked off all in a huff. Really screwed it up this time, damn it.