BEWARE OF FOWL LANAGUE HERE! McGee gets ticked.
McGee walked back into the waiting room, staring at the floor, looking for a moment to clear his head. Gibbs had said so many things he wasn't prepared for. One thing, Abby had gotten hit by a car? When did that happen? He'd know her for 2 years; Gibbs said it happened last year. His thoughts were broken when Tony and Ziva came up to him.
"McGee, what happened?" Ziva asked. She looked at McGee, who only gave them a small glance, but she saw he was a bit paler than usual.
"She was having a bad dream. Gibbs said she screamed. Guess why the nurse came running to get me." McGee said, keeping his concentration on the floor.
"What's wrong?" Tony asked. He picked on McGee every chance he could, but he still cared for him.
McGee rubbed his face, wondering if he should tell them what was going on or not. They were his friends, annoying at times, but his friends. Deciding to give it time, he stole Gibbs' excuse. "I'm going to go get coffee." He walked away, leaving them in confusion.
"What do you think is wrong?" Ziva asked.
"He looked stressed. I guess I couldn't blame him. He's been here 2 days with that girl, he's probably tired." Tony sat down in one of the waiting room chairs. Ziva followed and sat down next to him.
"Tony, it is not her fault. I'm sure if McGee did not care for this girl, he wouldn't spend his time here."
"I guess so. Very strange week and you know what Ziva?"
"What?"
"We've only talked to this girl a few times. If McGeek cares for her so much, we should probably get to know her." Tony said, smiling at Ziva.
"I guess, but I don't think we should bother her right now. If McGee's stressing over this; who knows how she feels."
"I guess you're right." Tony said. He didn't like having to sit out here, but Ziva was right. The girl probably wouldn't want him asking her questions right now. He started staring at the doors, waiting for either Gibbs or McGee to return.
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Abby was lying in her bed, still staring at the ceiling; silent tears slowly falling from her eyes onto the pillow. She had told the nurse, who came to check on her after Gibbs and McGee left, to not let visitors come for awhile. Hopefully McGee wouldn't get too mad. She just wanted time to talk sense into herself, which she did often.
"Oh Gods. How did I end up here? Everything was going perfectly. I was finishing the last few chapters in my book. I had gotten a job at the bakery singing every Friday. My 2 biggest dreams were coming true. Emphasis on the word were." A small smile appeared as she talked to herself, as if someone was listening.
"Rock bottom has been hit. No, wait. I hit rock bottom about a year ago, before the car accident. Ha, yeah, that was rock bottom. " She shrugged to herself. "Depression, that's what rock bottom was. I was able to get out, I always do. So, where do I go from here? Mom's going to be ticked. Everything's my fault one way or another." She laughed and wiped her eyes.
"Gods, maybe I'm insane. I'm sitting…scratch that, lying here talking to myself. Not unusual anymore. Nobody listens. Well, Max and Ria, even B sometimes. The problem is, nobody hears. That's when my motto comes in. 'Listen carefully, because you don't know what's not being said.' That's why people come to me with their troubles, I give them answers they didn't expect. That's what I need right now. Help…" She listened as the last word echoed around the silent room. She felt like she said what she wanted to hear, and slowly drifted back off to sleep. Hoping answers would come soon.
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"What do you mean, no visitors?" McGee asked, as the nurse blocked his way to Abby's room.
"Sir, she has requested no visitors till further notice." She gave him a look that told him there was no point in arguing. McGee walked back into the waiting room, angrily throwing his half full cup of coffee in the trash. Tony and Ziva watched as he walked up to them, they could practically see the anger in him.
"McGee, you seem mad." Tony said. McGee sat down next to him.
"She asked for no visitors." McGee said.
"Why?" Ziva asked.
"She probably just wants some time to think." All three of them looked up as Gibbs sat down next to McGee, who instantly relaxed.
"Probably Boss. Why do I feel so bad?" McGee asked as he but his head in his hands. Gibbs put his hand on his shoulder.
"Cus, McGee, you're finally seeing through the wall she's built, like she's been wanting for a long time."
"God Boss. You seem to know more about her than I do. Why didn't I see it earlier?"
"McGee, there's no point in blaming yourself for this girl's life. She's learned more about handling herself then she needs to know. There is only one to blame for her life, and that is her mother. Instead of asking yourself why you didn't see, ask yourself why a mother makes her child have the reason to hide."
McGee looked up at his boss. So much had happened and they had only spoken to her mother once, and they called her. "Any word from her mom, Gibbs?" McGee asked.
Gibbs nodded his head. "She called about 10 minutes ago. Said she's staying in California for another month. " McGee and surprisingly Tony, both jumped to their feet.
"You're not serious Boss. Are you?" Tony asked. Gibbs only nodded his head.
"That bitch! How could any mother leave their daughter alone for a month? Especially after all of this!" McGee yelled. Gibbs stood up, so he was face to face with McGee.
"A very terrible mother McGee. Now, you have one month to decide what you are going to do with this girl. Think about this." Gibbs patted McGee's shoulder. "Now, go home, get some rest. You won't be visiting her tonight, so it would be the best chance. And think carefully about what I said." Gibbs walked back to the elevator.
"What do you think Gibbs meant?" Tony asked.
"I don't know Tony. But Gibbs is right. We better get home." Ziva said.
"You okay, McGee?" Tony asked, as they all headed to the elevator.
"Yeah Tony. Just thinking about what Gibbs said."
