I do not know where this story will go so please watch up here for WARNINGS. CHILD ABUSE. This will be very important as time goes on.

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"You have been quiet, McGee," Ziva stated as we packed our things, "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah," I smiled slightly, "I think."

The older woman placed her bag down and turned towards me fully. Worry was in her eyes and I couldn't actually say that I blamed her. I had been a lot quieter than normal for awhile now.

Actually since the night I kissed Dmitri. It wasn't that I didn't want to talk. No, I really wanted to tell someone about that night. I couldn't do that though. Especially since I had no idea what he was thinking.

I could feel the words trying to break out of me. I needed to tell someone about that night and figure out what I was supposed to do now. Who was I supposed to be able to talk to though?

Gibbs was out of the question and so was Abby. Telling Tony...Well that was one of the last things I wanted to do. He was way too protective over Dmitri right now. Ziva, on the other hand, she was far enough away that this wouldn't affect her.

At least I think she is. I haven't really seen her talking to Dmitri. More like she knew that something was coming and was trying to watch everything from the side lines. She wasn't the only one that felt that.

"Okay," I sighed, "Maybe not completely alright."

"What is wrong?" Ziva questioned moving closer to me.

Looking around to make sure that no one was close enough to hear me I took a deep breath. It might not be the best place for talking, but right now if I didn't talk I was going to explode.

"I kissed Dmitri," I whispered leaning close to her.

I watched closely for the woman to do something, but, as normal, she looked exactly the same. It was like she hadn't even heard me. Still just saying it aloud made me feel better than I had since it happened.

"You are attracted to him," Ziva said not quite a question.

"I am," I nodded

"Gibbs will not approve."

"I know. Right now I'm not sure Dmitri will approve. He ran off after I kissed him."

The older woman nodded her head as if she understood the situation completely. Knowing her like I did she probably did understand. She probably understood it better than I did.

"You will talk to Dmitri?" Ziva questioned.

"I should, shouldn't I?" I sighed, "I'm not exactly sure what I'm supposed to say."

Ziva offered me a slight smile before going back to her desk. She had told me what I had already known, but it was different coming from another person. It felt more real coming from her.

As I left I nodded my head to her. I didn't bother telling her not to tell anyone. If there was one person you could trust with a secret it was Ziva David. It was something I loved and feared about her.

Getting to the elevator I waited for the doors to open. Once they did I felt like my heart was going to stop. There Dmitri stood staring at me with those beautiful wide whiskey colored eyes.

Without saying a word I climbed into the elevator. Seeing that the button to the parking lot was already pressed I decided to step back into one of the corners and gave the younger man room.

Everything was quiet as we rod down and it felt like the ride took twice as long as it normally did. As the doors opened again I started to get out only to notice that Dmitri wasn't moving.

"Hey," I turned to him seeing how tired he looked, "Are you okay?"

"I don't know," Dmitri whispered.

Hearing the sadness and confusion in his voice I forgot all about the awkwardness. The younger man needed someone right now and I was here. I was more than willing to help him with whatever it was.

Placing a hand on the small of his back I lead him to my car knowing he didn't have one of his own. I could feel him shaking slightly under my hand and for some reason that made me angry.

Dmitri was one of the sweetest and kindest people I knew. How could anyone do something to hurt him like this? This wasn't right on more levels than I could even begin to think of.

Helping the younger man into my car I quickly got into the drivers seat and started to leave. After driving out of the buildings lot I turned to Dmitri ask where his house was only to see that he was holding back tears.

Making a decision that I hoped wouldn't do more harm than good I made my way to my place. He needed to be around someone right now. I just hoped he saw that when all was said and done.

When we finally got to my place I ushered him in and onto the couch ignoring Jett. The dog must have figured out what was going on quickly because as soon as I stepped back to close the door he was cuddling into Dmitri's side.

Smiling slightly at the site I went into the kitchen and got a glass of water before going back into the living room. Placing it on the table I knelt in front of him resting a hand on his knee.

"You want to talk about it?" I spoke keeping my voice low.

"I don't know," Dmitri shook his head, "I don't want to put you in an awkward position."

"Awkward posit... It has something to do with Abby, doesn't it?"

Those beautiful eyes darted up to mine confusion filling them. Smiling softly I moved so I was sitting on the couch next to him. My hand was still on his knee and I knew I should move it, but I couldn't bring myself to.

Right now Dmitri needed to be comforted and if I was taking a little advantage of the situation no one could blame me. It wasn't going to go beyond me resting a hand on him and it was one for a little while.

"How...?" Dmitri started to question.

"Easy guess," I laughed without humor, "Abby's not the... Abby's Abby."

Dmitri nodded his head before sighing. I could feel the tension coursing through his body. He was much firmer than his silhouette would make him out to be. Focus, McGee, he doesn't need you perving on him right now.

"I told her off."

"You...You told off Abby?"

"I was trying to work on the case. That is my job, right? Work cases and give you evidence to take criminals off the street? She kept telling me that I was ruining everything and that I should leave. That it was her building and her teams."

Feeling the mans body start to shake more I wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him tighter against me. Part of me was expecting him to pull away or fight, but he simply let himself curl around me.

My heart sped up as the warmth of his body sunk into mine. Damn it. I was supposed to be comforting not wondering what it would feel like to have his bare skin slicked with sweat and pressed against mine.

"Abby is..." I tried to start, "I'm sorry, Dmitri."

"She threatened me," the younger man said after a moment of silence.

Pulling him away from me I stared into his eyes hoping beyond hope that he was lying. I knew that he wasn't though. I knew as soon as the words left his mouth that Abby had finally done something too stupid to be saved from.

"What did she say?"

"That this was her job. That you were her teams. That I should just stop this act and leave."

Shaking my head I hugged him to me once more rubbing a hand over his back. I knew how Abby could be, but to resort to threatening? Why didn't that surprise me as much as it should?

"You're the first person I've told," Dmitri rested his head on my shoulder.

"Why haven't you told anyone else?" I questioned in confusion.

"Because it doesn't matter what she says or does. I'm not leaving. Anyway, it hasn't really done damage yet."

"And if it does?"

Dmitri was quiet at that. Both he and I knew exactly what he would have to do if... When it came to that. As much as I loved Abby, and I really did, there were points where I hated her more.

Looking down at the younger man I saw him gently petting Jett's head. If the situation was any different than I would be loving this, but just because I was holding him didn't mean he was thinking the same thing I was.

Taking a few deep breaths I grabbed the remote and turned on the tv. I was still waiting for the man to pull away, but he just moved with me. Okay, this really wasn't one of my better ideas.

We quietly watched the television though neither of us was really paying attention. I had no idea how long we had been sitting there, but the next time I looked down at Dmitri his hand had stilled.

Smiling gently I kicked my legs onto the table and pulled him closer to me. Closing my eyes I let myself relax completely. It might seem a little strange, but I loved being able to cuddle with someone.

The next time I opened my eyes an infomercial was playing telling me just how early it was. Yawning I looked down at Dmitri and saw him staring up at me with an odd emotion in his eyes.

"Hi," I muttered not wanting to scare him away.

Instead of answering me Dmitri continued to stare. My stomach flipped angrily as the silence continued. I couldn't tell what he was thinking and that scared me more than it probably should.

Moving slowly Dmitri pulled away so he wasn't touching me anymore. Jett jumped off the couch and moved back into my room leaving us alone. I swallowed heavily looking back towards Dmitri.

A shaky hand reached towards my face only to jerk back as the younger man stood up. He started to make his way to the door. He was running away again and I decided that I didn't want that to happen again.

Moving quickly I stood up and grabbed his elbow. Slowly spinning him around so he was facing me I saw the fear in his eyes. Whatever happened to him really did a number on his mind.

"Dmitri," I started before taking a deep breath.

"I know," Dmitri nodded his head, "I'm just not sure."

"Of what?"

Dmitri offered me a small smile before pressing his lips against mine. His lips felt just as perfect as they did the first time I kissed him. He pulled back before I could kiss back and was out the door.

"I'm so screwed," I said to myself falling back on the couch.