Roll
Why couldn't he say no to her?
'Because she's your favorite… because you love her… because you're in love with her…'
He couldn't believe he was here. Picking out pumpkins to carve was not what he had in mind for their first date. Yet, here he was juggling three huge, smelly pumpkins.
"Isn't this fun, Gibbs!" Abby exclaimed, giggling at the sight of him.
"Loads, Abbs," he grunted. Damn things were heavy.
Then it happened. It was just like in the movies.
Slow motion.
A pyramid of pumpkins shifted and started to fall. Quickly, Gibbs dropped his heavy burden and dove towards Abby, grabbing her by the waist, tackling her. They both landed in a pile of soft hay. He came to settle on top of her, shielding her, as the pumpkins scattered around them, miraculously missing them.
For a moment, time stood still. Their eyes met and he was sure he saw the desire, the hunger that he felt mirrored in her bright, green eyes. Reaching down, he pulled a piece of hay from her hair.
"Geez, Gibbs, if you wanted a 'roll in the hay', all you had to do was ask," Abby said, smiling up at him.