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"Gibbs." Abby said suddenly, her eyes glazing over slightly. She must be seeing things, otherwise how could it be real? He was dead. She'd been told by many people. It couldn't really be true, she was insane. Maybe the car accident really had done some damage on her brain. But it was happening. Even Tony looked shocked at what he was seeing.

"Gibbs." Tony growled jumping from his seat. For some reason Tony didn't seem to even doubt it for a second, as if he hadn't believe it from the beginning. Everyone in the room looked fazed except for one, Ducky. He looked more scared for Gibbs than he did fazed. He had known, and of this Abby was sure.

Tony was out of the room before anyone could say something. The anger was evident on his face, he was out for blood. Tony had purpose in his poise, he was like an animal ready for the attack. Nothing was going to stop him. Even if Abby tried, she couldn't penetrate that bubble he had surrounded herself. But it was like she watching a T.V show, she had no control over what was going to happened. She didn't even feel like it was real, but some story someone had cleverly written that she just played a part in.

When Tony's fist made contact with Gibbs' jaw, Ziva was out of her seat. Ducky looked even more frightened than he had before. The only thing that shocked Abby was the fact that Gibbs didn't fight back. He was taking every punch that was thrown at him, not even bothering to block the hits. He was acting like he deserved the hits, and Abby suddenly knew why. He was blaming himself for what had happened to her.

Abby jumped out of the bed, and ran out of the room. "Stop!" She yelled at Tony, and he did. His hand was poised over the older mans head, and he had a grip on his collar. But he stopped. Gibbs' breathing looked shallow, and he almost looked like he was crying. His nose was broken and bloody; his lips cracked, and he had bruises that were already forming on his face.

"Tony, stop." Abby said barely above a whisper, approaching slowly. It was like approaching a child that was throwing a tantrum.

Tony dropped Gibbs to the ground. "Oh god, Abby. I don't know what happened." He said. He looked tired, and more worn than he had a few minutes ago. Ziva appeared at Abby's side, and with a nod she moved to pull Tony away.

"Gibbs?" Abby asked once she felt alone with the older man. He looked up at her, his eyes shining with sorrow. He was begging for forgiveness. She'd seen that look before, but this was the first time she'd seen it on the man she had trusted with her life.

Abby keeled at his side, and examined his face. He tried to turn his head away from her, not wanting to show the damage Tony inflicted on him. But with a direct order to show her, he turned his head back to her. He hadn't said a word yet, but she already knew everything he had wanted to say. There connection was so strong, as if it had grown while they were apart.

"Why did you leave me?" She finally asked. Looking at the wounded man made her feel less angry with him, but the anger was still there. She needed to know why he had left her, he could have said no to that mission. But he left her when she had needed him most.

Gibbs sighed, "I-I...don't know."

"Well, talk to me when you do know. Because I need to know." With that the goth stood up and left the wounded man on the floor. She wasn't ready for this discussion, and wouldn't be ready until he had a real and true answer. That's all she needed from him, and he wouldn't give it to her. No, she wasn't read for that.

Abby wasn't sure would ever be ready for him if he couldn't explain himself.

Ducky helped the older man up off the floor, and steered him towards the elevator. What he had just witnessed told him that Abby had tried to talk to him, and Gibbs hadn't given her the answer she wanted. Something that was to be expected from Gibbs, Ducky had been with his friend through all but one of his wives. And they'd all left for the same reason; Gibbs didn't talk. He didn't talk about anything, and when he did; he said the wrong thing. At least according to his ex-wives that was the case. But Abby had always been different. She'd taken all of Gibbs' faults in stride.

Things were different now.

Abby needed someone she could talk to, someone who would be 100 percent truthful with her. Gibbs had a hard time with that, he always felt the need to lie to make someone feel better. Or to cover up his own feelings, and that usually led to misery. His point of view was that if no one knew, no one could take it from him; degrade it.

Once in the elevator, Gibbs spook. "She's changed." Gibbs told Ducky, almost smiling.

"Well, you can't always expect her to take your way of hiding things, well." Ducky told his old friend, smiling gently. Gibbs always had a way to put some humor into it.

"I didn't mean for it to happen like this, Duck." The sorrow returned once more, sparkling in his eyes.

Ducky sighed, "What can you expect? Tony is very protective of Abby now. They bonded in a way you can't understand."

"But I want to." Gibbs interrupted. He wanted more than anything to have been sharing that with his Abby.

"Well about time you realized that Jethro. I believe you've been in love with our Abigail far longer than you realized." The older man said bluntly. It was very Ducky, and Gibbs had missed that.

Gibbs smiled, "Thanks for sharing."

"Just remember, Abby isn't going to forgive quickly. Her heart has been broken, she just lost her baby. Plus, Tony isn't going to be the easiest person to get through."

"I'll remember that, thanks Duck." With that the two of them hugged, something that hadn't happened in a long time. Ducky was one of the rare recipients of a hug from him. He'd been his best friend for so long, he sometimes felt as if they were brothers.

:Now, lets go get you cleaned up." Ducky said once the elevator doors opened.

How was that?
I know, not exactly the reniuion you wanted
But it gets better!
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