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A/N: Big hugs to Gibbsredhoodie for all her help with this story – she rocks!
Chapter 11 – Home Alone
Gibbs glanced across to Tony and Abby as he drove them all home in his truck, and met Tony's smiling eyes across the top of Abby's head. It was impossible to resist those eyes and he found himself smiling back.
Tony pressed a kiss to Abby's hair. "She's off again."
Abby sat in the middle seat, dozing with her head on Tony's shoulder, one hand on Gibbs' leg and her other hand held in Tony's larger one.
Abby had been quiet on the early part of the journey after settling into her seat and was soon leaning her head on Tony's shoulder, nestling against him and falling asleep very quickly.
"So I see, Tony." Gibbs reached out to brush the back of his hand gently down her cheek and Abby mumbled and stirred in her seat but didn't wake. "Let her... she obviously still needs it, despite what she says."
"D'ya wanna stop for groceries on the way back or shall we get her home first?" asked Tony quietly.
Gibbs considered for a moment. "Let's go home... that seatbelt won't be good on those bruises."
Gibbs was driving at a very sedate pace for him, so as not to jerk the seatbelt across the line of Abby's bruises but even so, the line of the belt was right over her chest and lower belly.
Tony gestured at his own chest. "Yeah... at least mine is the other way as I'm not in the driving seat."
Gibbs nodded and turned his attention back to the road.
He felt a combination of apprehension and excitement at what was happening between them... over the threesome relationship they were about to start.
Would a threesome even work?
Physically, he had no doubt they could set the bed on fire... or any horizontal or vertical surface.
Emotionally, he wasn't so sure. He was bound to screw up as he usually did when it was only two people in a relationship.
So with a trio, it was three times the opportunity to get it wrong.
But Gibbs knew that if he didn't even give this chance a try, then he'd regret it for the rest of his life.
This morning with Tony was amazing... his body taking over and giving into the desire he'd felt for the younger man for years. It made him want more... a lot more, and he couldn't wait to fulfil his longing for Abby as well, as soon as he was sure he wouldn't hurt either of them.
A short time later, they pulled up outside Gibbs' house and Abby opened sleepy green eyes, blinking at the two of them as she undid her seatbelt.
"Sorry... did I nod off again?"
"You did, sleepyhead," teased Tony, squeezing her hand. "No snoring though... yet."
"Hey... I don't snore," protested Abby with a smile. "You're the one who snores, Tony."
"Do not."
"Do too."
Gibbs suppressed a grin. "Can we continue this argument inside?"
Abby rolled her eyes and pushed Tony ahead of her out of the truck. Gibbs followed the two of them into the house, both men carrying her bags and he noticed that she was moving slowly but carefully, as if favoring her bruised muscles.
Abby stopped in the middle of the hallway and Gibbs could see her shoulders visibly relaxing as she looked around. Tony put one bag down on the coffee table and turned to watch her, a small smile on his face.
It was a sight he never wanted to take for granted again.
Abby turned to face Gibbs as he paused in the hallway, dropping her bag by the door, and gave him a bright smile and without hesitation, walked straight into his arms, murmuring his name.
His own arms came around her in response, resisting the urge to squeeze firmly and merely held her gently, burying his face in her neck and breathing her in.
Gibbs felt one hand gripping the back of his sweatshirt as Abby held onto him tightly, nuzzling against his face, and her other hand reached out towards Tony.
Gibbs felt other arms wrapping around them both and raised his head to see Tony had approached and enfolded them both in a repeat of the tender hug he'd bestowed at the hospital.
"Finally... it's just us," Tony commented, relief evident in his voice as he pressed a kiss to Abby's hair and rested a hand on the back of Gibbs' neck, stroking the skin softly.
Abby hummed in appreciation as she snuggled in between the two men. "No one to interrupt or harpoon me for more blood... and if I can stay awake long enough, I wanna enjoy every minute of this weekend."
"No arguments there, Abbs." Gibbs cupped her cheek with one hand, pressing a quick kiss to her lips.
She wasn't content with a brief peck, pressing against his lips and Gibbs happily enticed her into a teasing, lingering kiss that had them both breathing hard when they parted. Abby turned to Tony, who was grinning widely as he watched them, and pulled his head down into a kiss which he returned eagerly.
"D'ya wanna move this somewhere more comfortable or we gonna stand in the hallway all day?" asked Tony, when the kiss came to a natural end.
Gibbs chuckled as Abby replied with an impish smile. "Patience, Tony... I got me some catchin' up to do too." She reached up to kiss Gibbs again before turning to peck Tony quickly on the lips and then untangling herself from their arms and heading to the living room.
Gibbs made his way into the kitchen to flick the coffee maker on, turning when he heard Abby laugh.
She was standing by the coffee table, swinging what looked like a tiny scrap of black lace from one finger. "I just know that Tony packed this..."
Tony grinned as he approached. "What gave it away?"
"Oh, maybe the fact that these are your favourite panties," she teased.
"Not sure they're your colour, Tony," Gibbs commented with a smirk.
She rummaged further in the bag, holding up a slightly larger scrap of black lace which revealed itself as a camisole when she held it up. "Although I'm glad you didn't pack the scaffolding bra that you love that goes with it."
"Figured it'd be too painful with the bruising, Abbs," said Tony gently, gesturing across her front.
Abby smiled gratefully, grasping his hand to her chest. "It would be... Not sure I'll be wearing a bra for a few days anyway, I guess," she said, ruefully.
She headed for the kitchen and took the glass of water Gibbs had poured for her while Tony readied mugs for himself and Gibbs. Abby turned from the sink, sipping the water with a grimace and met Tony's eye.
"Don't start, Tony... nor you Gibbs," she added and the older man held up his hands, smirking.
"Never said a word, Abbs."
"No, but I could hear you thinking." She held up the glass with an expression of disgust. "How is a girl supposed to get any energy from water?" Abby grumbled and Tony met Gibbs' amused gaze, trying to suppress his own grin at the woebegone look on her face.
"Just take it nice and slow, to avoid getting overexcited and we'll try and make sure you survive the ordeal, Abby," teased Tony, patting her shoulder as she threw him a narrow eyed glare.
"Yes, well, why don't you two just relax and I'll pour you both your coffees while I sip my water... and don't you worry about me, boys, I'll be just fine."
"Attagirl," said Tony, grinning as he retreated out of range in case she chose to punch him.
Chuckling at their antics, Gibbs went into the living room to start the fire while Tony took Abby's bags upstairs and true to her word, Abby poured the two men coffee. By the time she entered the living room carrying their mugs, Gibbs was seated on the couch, staring into the fire with a thoughtful expression on his face.
She held out his mug, wondering what he was thinking about. "You okay?"
Gibbs looked up with a small smile as he took it. "Thanks, Abbs... yeah, fine."
Abby curled up beside him on the couch, nestling against his side as Gibbs leaned back. "I just wish I didn't feel quite so beat all the time... all I seem to wanna do is sleep. And you gotta admit, it's just not me, is it? Maybe I was bitten by a tsetse fly in the hospital."
She punctuated her statement with another yawn, muffling it with a sheepish laugh. She also felt as if her body was demanding she rest after the emotional stress of the past couple of days and however much she tried to fight it, her exhaustion was slowly winning.
"Only natural, Abbs. Your body's trying to catch up and get over the shock."
Tony joined them, picking up his mug and squatting on the coffee table, his legs touching Gibbs where they were stretched out.
"And so is yours, Tony," she reminded him.
"Yeah, but I wasn't unconscious," Tony replied as she pouted at him. Tony smiled and rested a hand on her knee in front of him, squeezing gently.
Gibbs put his arm around her shoulders, settling her more closely against him. "Hard to have patience, Abbs."
"Oh, I know all the reasons," Abby huffed. "I just find it frustrating, especially when I know exactly what I wanna do with you both."
Gibbs pressed a kiss to her hair. "Plenty of time for that."
Abby turned to press her lips to his jawline and reached out for Tony's hand. "Doesn't stop my brain wanting more than my body can deliver."
"My brain's right there with you, Abbs, but we can still enjoy time together, can't we?" Tony put in, squeezing her fingers.
"Oh, I know we can..." Abby conceded, glancing between the two men. "Sorry... don't mean to be so grumpy and cranky."
Gibbs smirked. "No caffeine'll do that to ya."
"And you two need to spend some time together anyway," Tony pointed out. "And I gotta run to the store or we won't eat."
"Want a hand, Tony?" asked Gibbs.
Tony shook his head, putting his mug down and making to stand up. "No need... you two have some alone time while I'm gone."
"Tony... you don't need to..." protested Abby, not letting go of his hand.
"I had him to myself last night, Abbs..." Tony told her gently, exchanging a smile with Gibbs. "And it was awesome."
"Doesn't mean you need to leave. It's all of us together now." She looked to Gibbs for support.
Gibbs nodded, concerned at the hesitation he could see in Tony's eyes. "We're partners, Tony... all of us... or thirds," he finished with a half grin.
"Feel guilty I hogged his attention though... it's your turn now, Abbs," Tony admitted.
"Tony..." Gibbs began but Abby interjected.
"Tony! It's not about turns." Abby tugged on Tony's hand until he sat down again and she uncurled herself from Gibbs' side and sat forward, staring at Tony earnestly.
"You don't honestly think I'm gonna keep score, do you? Who does what and when and how... and keep track of pairings and positions..." Her eyes took on an impish gleam. "Although I could start a spreadsheet I guess but..."
She went on as Tony laughed and Gibbs snorted. "Seriously, Tony... do you really think I'd resent that you two had time together last night? No one's keeping track... we're together. That's more than enough for me... more than I ever dreamed of. So I won't have you thinking that you've got to somehow make it up to me that I wasn't here yesterday and if you do think that, I will head slap you... both of you."
Abby glared at them in turn and Tony looked at Gibbs who shrugged, giving him a slight grin as if to say, you heard her.
Gibbs cupped her face with his hand, kissing her lightly. Tony raised her hand to his lips, brushing soft kisses across her knuckles, slightly taken aback by her words.
"Don't deserve you... either of you," Tony told them softly, going on swiftly when he sensed they were about to protest further. "But okay... point taken. But I'm still going out on a run to the store... I'm not trusting Jethro to get the food I need for my masterpiece later."
"Jethro," drawled Abby, a teasing smile curving her mouth.
Tony blushed. "Yeah... quite like using it."
"Like hearing it," Gibbs admitted, grinning.
"I'll have to get some practice in then... Jethro," and the way she throatily purred his name with a mischievous gleam in her green eyes had his body responding and judging from the look on Tony's face, it was having a similar effect on him.
"Jeez, Abbs, you say it like that and I'm gonna jump both of you every time," Tony admitted after a moment, staring at Abby.
"Sounds like a plan to me," Abby smiled.
Gibbs chuckled before suggesting, "Take the truck, Tony."
"Okay, thanks. Gotta get back in the saddle and drive at some point I guess."
"You want some company, Tony?" asked Abby.
"Nope... you rest."
Tony leaned in to kiss Abby softly and then turned to press his lips to Gibbs, who cupped his hand around the back of Tony's neck as he returned the kiss. Tony moaned and leaned more fully into the kiss, leaning his hands on Gibbs' thighs as he opened up to the other man.
Abby grinned as she watched. "Wow... now that is totally hot."
Tony smiled as he pulled back, seeing Gibbs' smirk. "It sure is, Abbs. Okay... moving on before I don't wanna go anywhere but bed." He squeezed Gibbs' leg and gave Abby another quick peck on the lips before getting up.
When the front door closed behind Tony, Abby took the mugs through to the kitchen and when she returned, Gibbs was stretched out full length on the couch and she felt her toes curling at the sight.
Gibbs held out his hand and Abby gave him a surprisingly shy smile as she approached before crawling onto the couch and settling into his arms.
"If I can fall asleep like this, then maybe I won't mind sleeping and resting for a while longer," Abby murmured, pressing her nose into his neck and inhaling deeply, letting his achingly familiar scent wash over her... amazed all over again that they were here, together and that she could touch him when she wanted, how she wanted.
Gibbs rubbed his hands over her back gently. "Get comfortable, Abbs... I'm not goin' anywhere. We got all day."
He'd be quite happy to lie here all day if necessary, if it meant he could hold her and reassure himself she was okay.
"I'm so pleased you and Tony had some time together last night... really wanted you to sort things out," Abby told him softly.
"Shoulda rung ya." He felt guilty that they'd given her a night of worry needlessly and was sure Tony felt the same.
Abby shook her head, pressing soft kisses along his jawline. "Told you before, it doesn't matter."
She slid her arm around his waist, snuggling as close as she could, relaxing against his solid bulk. She winced when she forgot her bruising momentarily in her eagerness to get close but he felt it, murmuring her name questioningly.
She was quick to reassure him. "It's okay... I keep forgetting. But it's only bruising."
"Don't wanna hurt ya," Gibbs told her quietly.
"You won't." She reached up to pull his head down into a kiss and he deepened it gently, slowly, teasingly.
Now he could kiss her... kiss both of them, he didn't want to stop.
When the kiss ended and Abby smiled against his mouth, Gibbs went on. "Can't believe I missed you and Tony being involved... when I look at ya both now, it seems obvious."
Abby rested her head on his chest. "Hmm, maybe coz we're now more relaxed about it ourselves... having admitted it's serious, y'know? Maybe we've both let our guard down too? Dunno..." she shrugged slightly. "Although really, it wasn't so much hiding but lying by omission I suppose. All those times we went out... you all knew we were going out together coz we never made a secret of it, but what you didn't know was that we'd end up in bed together that night or spend the weekend together."
"Rule 7."
"Always be specific when you lie," Abby supplied without thinking.
"And Tony does his best work undercover," said Gibbs with a wry smile.
Abby grinned. "He does." She paused a moment before going on. "I don't know what Tony's told you about us but it was never meant to be serious... it just sort of happened over time and I'm so glad it did. He's amazing."
Gibbs nodded, smile widening. "I know."
Abby's laugh turned husky. "Of course you do. We missed you so much when you retired."
He cupped her cheek. "Glad you had each other... glad I've got ya both now."
"Wouldn't be anywhere else... Jethro," she murmured throatily and he grinned as that voice rolled into his ear again. "Didn't know how you felt about me. Couldn't let myself hope. I've loved you for what feels like forever."
Gibbs found his chest tightening with emotion as he took in her expression, her feelings shining clear in her eyes. He pulled her in for a kiss, trying to pour everything he felt into it.
She moaned into his mouth, kissing him back until they had to break for air. Resting his forehead against hers, he murmured, "Love you too, Abbs."
TBC...
