Written for my fav. creeper on her birthday!

Gibbs was drying the last of his dishes when he heard the front door open and then close with a bit more force than necessary. The sound of big clunky boots alerted him that it was his favorite person forensic scientist.

"Abby?" He listened for a reply, but after a moment of silence, he hung the dish towel and then went in search of her. "Abby?"

"I'm here."

He eventually heard her reply, slightly muffled by the rustling of a plastic grocery bag. "What're you doing?"

"It's just not fair, Gibbs. Not fair at all."

"What's not fair?" He made his way around the coffee table to cautiously sit beside her.

The concern was evident in his voice, so she softened her features as she tore open a box. "Here, want an ice cream sandwich?"

"Sure." He didn't, but he couldn't say no. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Abby opened an individually wrapped ice cream sandwich and handed it him before unwrapping her own. "It just… there is this woman, Anna, and she's totally in love with this guy from work, Gary, and she thinks he's in love with her, but then… another woman, Mallory, shows up and BAM, it's like he's lost interest. It's just so heart-breaking. I can't handle it anymore."

Gibbs' heart seized in his chest. Did she really think…

"I don't know why I put myself through this." She wiped at the bit of ice cream that dripped down her chin.

"Abby… Are you so sure?" He could only assume that she was talking about him and MAllison. He and Abby had a complicated relationship, one that was un-definable and although it wasn't what he wanted, he figured it to be easiest. If he kept Abby at arm's length, he could keep her safe.

He didn't trust MAllison, but if Abby thought he was falling for her, then maybe MAllison thought the same. As much as it hurt, it was progress.

"I'm certain Gibbs, the looks, the dinners, the… everyone else knows."

Gibbs didn't think he'd been giving MAllison any looks, in fact he'd done his best not to do anything that Abby might consider flirting. While he needed MAllison to believe she had a chance, he didn't want to ruin things with Abby either. He'd been walking a fine line and apparently had failed miserably.

"What if it's an act? What if…. He really does love Anna?"

"I don't think it'll work now, she's seen too much." Abby frowned. "It's obvious that he's picked Mallory over Anna. At least I've got ice cream to get me through."

"Abby, no." Gibbs took the ice cream from her hands. "It's not."

Abby watched as her ice cream was moved to rest on the plastic bag and she frowned at the idea of her ice cream touching the plastic. "Hey, that was my…"

"It's not too late for us, Abbs." This had gotten out of hand and he wasn't about to lose the one person that meant most to him. "S'not too late." He kissed the side of her mouth, collecting a small drop of melted ice cream.

Abby turned into the kiss, shocked that he had actually kissed her, but still coherent enough to know that she didn't want him to stop. Gibbs was leaning over her when he finally pulled back to catch his breath. When he started to move back, Abby grabbed hold of his collar. "Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?"

"I told you, it's not too late for us. There is nothing between MAllison and I. Nothing."

"Oh Gibbs," A large grin spread on Abby's face before she let her head fall back as she laughed. She pushed and tugged on him until he was sitting back on the couch so that she could snuggle into his arms. "Is that what you thought I was talking about? You and MAllison? Because I was talking about the season finale of my favorite show, C:IS, you know Campsite: Investigative services. Anna is a forest ranger who is in love with her boss, Gary. He's also a forest ranger. Then this wildlife specialist, Mallory, comes in to help with some of the wildlife issues and he completely ignores Anna. But there is so much chemistry between them. And now I have to wait all summer to see what happens."

Gibbs shifted so that he could look at her, his expression unreadable.

"Don't look at me like that, Gibbs. I'm glad you thought I was talking about you – hey, don't give me that look. You kissed me and you liked it." Abby pushed herself up and over him to straddle his lap. "You kissed me and I liked it." She was momentarily distracted by his hands sliding up and down the bare skin of her thighs, her skirt pushed dangerously high with the way she was straddling him. She swayed a little at his gentle touch and then leaned forward to press her forehead to his, "Gibbs…"

"What?"

"You've got about thirty seconds to back out if you don't want there to be a major change in our relationship. I don't want this if it's going to be some one-time deal due to weakness."

Gibbs' hands tightened on her tights, the pressure of his fingers bordering on painful. "Look like I'm going anywhere?"

"No, I just… nevermind. Just kiss me."

His kiss started slow, but they were both kidding themselves if they thought it was going to be a slow exploration of bodies. Abby rolled her hips down against Gibbs', a small moan escaping as his mouth followed an invisible path along her jaw and down her neck to where her neck and shoulder met. His teeth grazed her skin, raising goose-bumps all along her arms, his warm hands rubbing them away again.

Lost in the sensation of Gibbs' mouth at her neck and the obvious bulge in his pants, she didn't realize she had taken his shirt off until she had her hands all over his bare chest. He let his head drop back against the couch, allowing her to mouth across his chest, and then up his throat and neck before nipping at his ear.

Gibbs pushed his hips up against hers one last time before he pushed her off his lap and onto her back on the couch. Abby's hands were surprisingly nimble with his belt, even as he was moving her. His pants fell easily and he kicked them away, moving over her, working her shirt up and off. He tossed it aside not caring where it landed.

His mouth attached to hers again, and supporting himself over her with one hand, his other worked at his boxers, struggling to push them down. Once he was free of his boxers, his hand fell to between Abby's legs, pushing her skirt out of the way, rather than use precious time to take it off. He traced the outline of the lace she considered underwear, and then with a sharp tug he dropped the scrap on the floor. He didn't bother with the foreplay, surging forward to both enter her and kiss her at the same time. His thrusts were fast and hard and Abby met his each time. It was less graceful then she imagined sex with Gibbs would be, but it didn't bother her in the slightest.

She wrapped her legs around him, encouraging him with gasps and moans and fingernails digging into his shoulders.

Gibbs buried his face against her neck, knowing he wasn't far from his desperately sought after release. "Abbs… Abby…" He panted her name.

"So close, more… I need-" She couldn't finish the sentence, his fingers curling against her clit caused her toes to curl and her eyes to slam shut as waves of pleasure hit her like a freight train.

Gibbs snapped his hips twice more before his release shot through him like white hot lightning. He couldn't help but collapse over her, smiling against her lips as she continued to tremble around him.

It took a few minutes for her brain to solidify again and she was able to talk. "You know what, Gibbs? Anna and Gary just might have a chance after all."

"They'll make it, Abbs. No doubt. Come on, up to bed."

Abby allowed him to pull her to her feet, taking a moment to remove her skirt before following him up the stairs. "C:IS, it really is my favorite show."

"Uh huh."

"No really, Gibbs. These forest rangers…"

"In bed, Abby. I'm not done with you yet."