HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABBY.
"So where are we going Bossman?" she asks fastening her seat belt as he pulls away from the kerb.
"You'll see."
"Have I been there before? Have we been together? Have I been with someone else? How far is it?"
"Abs!"
"Sorry but won't you give me a teensy-incy clue?"
"No."
Knowing this means he'll divulge no further information she subsides into silence puzzling over where they might be headed. They had gone out the night before as was traditional before her birthday but instead of a present he'd told her he was going to take her out tonight as well. All he had said about their plans was that she should wear a nice dress and what time he would pick her up. Soon she begins to recognize landmarks and realises where they must be headed.
"Gibbs!"
"Yes Abs?" he responds with a small smile.
"Why are we going to Ducky's?"
"We've planned a birthday dinner for you."
"We?"
"Ducky has provided the venue and offered his guest rooms if anyone needs to stay and not drive."
"Like Tony?" He grins but doesn't reply.
"Ziva has been cooking all afternoon with Palmer helping. Tony has selected some suitable movies for the evenings entertainment. McGee has been working for weeks on a birthday ode, a speech and some sort of multi-media thingy of your life during the past year."
"Oh and apart from transportation what will be your contribution to this feast?" she enquires as they pull into Ducky's driveway. He parks and comes around to her open her door helping her out and answering her question at the same time.
"I'm in charge of drinks." He offers her his arm and she takes it.
"You? Will we be drinking bourbon all night?"
"Maybe but I've also supplied the ingredients to make a Hairy Hangover or two."
Laughing they mount the steps to the house. This really was going to be some birthday feast.