*Short chapter I know but my son turns 1yr old on Sat. 6/20 and I start a new job on Mon. 6/22. So I wanted to knock this chapter out so you have something to hold you over for a week. With the new job and everything I will try to update when I can but don't get mad if it takes like 2wks for an update. Anyway, let me know what you think.*

Chapter 21

Tim and Abby's house

"Sarah, why do we need to stop by the house tonight? It's been a long day. We were just going to crash at Abby's tonight because her place is the closest to work." McGee said into his phone. When he had gotten back to NCIS, they had to interrogate the suspect, finish filling paperwork and then McGee had to finish writing up his report for the file and it had just been a long day. The last thing that Abby or McGee wanted to do was drive out to the new house and then back to Abby's apartment during a thunderstorm. However Sarah had called and insisted that Tim and Abby take a ride by the new house. She didn't tell them why but she insisted that they go. Tim pulled into the driveway of the house, "Sarah, it's pouring outside. If this is a joke, I'm going to hurt you." He said. Abby passed him the house keys so he could leave the car running while he ran in the house. They had decided since the rain was so bad that he would run in; see what Sarah wanted them to see while Abby stayed in the car. There was no reason for both of them get drenched. Abby watched as McGee ran into the house, and then a few minutes later she saw him poke his head out and wave her inside. She grabbed her purse and laptop from the backseat and ran into the house. Abby excitedly looked around the foyer and into the living room. She noticed all of the boxes that were still at her apartment and McGee's apartment had made their way over to the new house. Abby excitedly grabbed the phone from McGee's ear.

"Thanks Sarah!" She said, hanging the phone up in her excitement. Abby turned to McGee, "I love your sister."

"I did get a good sister." He agreed.

"Timmy." Abby wrapped her arms around his neck, "We're home."

McGee wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her close, "Are you happy?"

"Very." Abby closed the distance between the two of them and softly kissed him. McGee pulled at the hem of her shirt, sliding his hands underneath it. Abby hands moved front the back of his neck up into his hair. Slowly they parted slightly, panting heavily, "I'm going to go change." Abby said placing a longing kiss on his lips before ascending the stairs to their bedroom.

Abby rifled through a few boxes looking for pajamas. Not finding any she finally settled on just wearing one of Tim's t-shirts. She smiled as she slipped off her skirt and t-shirt and slipped on Tim's MIT shirt. She pulled out her hairbrush from a box she found in the bathroom. She undid her two ponytails and washed her face to get her makeup off. She shivered in disgust as she remembered her encounter with the service technician today. She wondered if she should tell Tim about it or not. It wasn't a big deal and she didn't want him to go into overprotective mode over it but she also didn't want him thinking she was hiding things from him. Abby walked down the stairs and paused in the doorway as she watched Tim rummage through the kitchen for some dinner. They had some food in the house on account that Tim and Abby just boxed their food and brought it over. She sighed contentedly. McGee turned slightly after hearing her enter the room.

"Hey, it's slim pickings for dinner. You want to just order take out?" He asked.

"Take out sounds fine." She placidly said.

"You OK?" He crossed the room quickly stopping in front of her.

"Did I tell you about the tech who came to fix my Mass Spectrometer?" Abby asked.

"No. Why? What happened? You OK? What did he do?" McGee rapidly asked.

"First, you need to calm down. I took care of it but I still wanted to tell you about it. But you need to like, not have an aneurism." Abby said grasping his hands with hers.

"What do you mean, you took care of it?" He asked.

"The tech was hitting on me and with the rain and stuff it was giving me a hinky feeling and stuff. So I called Jimmy to come up to the lab because I figured if I had someone there it wouldn't be so hinky. So Jimmy came up and stayed until the tech left. So I took care of it but it still gave me a creepy feeling. But it's fine because I took care of it." Abby said.

"As long as you're OK." Tim said. Abby could tell he was trying not to sound angry at the tech for trying to mess with her.

"I'm OK." She pulled him into a hug. Tim dropped a kiss on the top of her head and let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, "So where are we ordering from?" She said trying to lift the heavy mood that had fallen in the room. McGee and Abby spent the next few minutes looking through take out menus. Finally after settling on a place McGee went up to shower and change while Abby called in their order and hooked up the TV and DVD player. They hadn't had the chance to get cable in the house but at least they could watch something tonight.

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Abby's Lab (Two week later)

"I don't like him." McGee said. He had been pacing in Abby's lab for almost an hour. He was supposed to be helping her process evidence. That was why they were called and told to come into NCIS while they were at dinner with Sarah and her boyfriend. This was the second time they had all gone out on a double date.

"Why don't you like him?" Abby asked not looking away from the computer.

"He's too…perfect." Tim said.

Abby turned her head towards him, "What? He's too perfect? That is your reasoning?"

"Nobody's perfect." He shook his head trying to organize his thoughts.

"Exactly!" She said interrupting him, "He's not perfect. He was probably just on his best behavior because he was meeting the big brother who carries a gun and is a federal agent."

"So then he was being a fake just to impress us." McGee came to a stop beside Abby, "I wonder if he has a record." He started running an arrest record and background check on Michael.

"I think you are over-reacting." Abby said, gently laying her hand on his arm.

"No record. I wish I had his fingerprint." Tim sighed. His cell phone started vibrating; he pulled it from his pocket and checked the caller ID 'Tony'. He pulled up the text message 'Gear up.', "Got to go." He kissed Abby on the cheek and jogged out of her lab.

"Be safe!" She called as she watched him catch the elevator. She bit her lip 'Maybe Timmy is right. Maybe Michael is too good to be true. But he didn't give me a really hinky feeling. A little hinky but not a lot hinky and lots of people give me a little hinky feeling. A little digging into Michael's past can't hurt.' She thought to herself.

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NCIS Bullpen

Sarah McGee slowly walked through the elevator doors. She took slow, deep breaths bracing herself for the onslaught of questions and concerned looks. She wasn't sure what to do. She knew she had to tell Tim, she had to come to him for help. But what would he say? What would he do? Last time she was in trouble he almost quit NCIS. She walked into the bullpen and looked back and forth from desk to desk. No one was there. She wasn't sure if this was a blessing or a curse. Just then someone came around the corner holding a file in his hands.

"Hi. You're Sarah right? McGee's little sister?" Palmer asked as he laid the autopsy report on Gibbs' desk.

"Yeah." Sarah wrapped her arms around herself.

"Are you OK?" Palmer asked gently noting her nervous behavior.

"Do you know where Tim is?" She asked avoiding his question.

"Out in the field with the rest of the team." Noticing her looking scared he added, "Abby is in her lab. Do you need her?"

"Uh…Yeah. Wh…where's her lab?" Sarah asked.

"Follow me." Palmer said leading the way to the back elevator.

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Abby's Lab

"Abby." Palmer said walking into the lab with Sarah in tow.

"Hi Jimmy! What do you need?" She asked not looking up from her work.

"Visitor." He said walking across the lab to see what she was doing.

Abby lifted her head, "Sarah! Are you OK?" She rushed over to the younger woman.

"I need to talk to you." Sarah looked over at Palmer, "In private." Palmer nodded his head, and gave her a weak smile before leaving the lab and going back down to autopsy.

"What's up? Are you alright? You don't look so good." Abby slid a chair over so Sarah could sit.

"I need some help. Guy help." Sarah said, suddenly finding the hem of her shirt fascinating.

"This about Michael? Or a different guy?" Abby watched as Sarah said nothing, "OK I'm going to assume it's about Michael. Is this like 'you need birth control or sex advice and can't talk to your mom about it?' or is it like 'he did something to you and you need to know how to break up with him advice?' or is it like 'he did something very bad to you and he needs to have my boot shoved up his ass'?" Abby asked hoping to get a small smile.

"Option B, and a little of option C." Sarah said, ashamed that she was going to have to tell someone about what happened.

"What does 'a little of option C' mean?" Abby asked concerned for the young woman.

"He didn't mean to do it. He went out drinking with his friends after you and Tim left dinner. He was drunk. He didn't mean it. It was an accident. And it was my entire fault." Sarah stood up and started pacing. Abby sadly smiled, noting just how much Sarah acted like Tim, "He promised he wouldn't do it again but he promised the same thing the last time. And the time before that. I love him and he loves me. We've been dating for a while now. Almost four months."

"Sarah. If he hit you then he doesn't love you." Abby put her hands on Sarah's shoulders forcing her to look into Abby's eyes, "Did he hit you?" Sarah shrugged off her jacket showing the black and blue finger marks encircling her wrists.

"He didn't mean to grab me that hard. I shouldn't have made him mad." Sarah slunk down in her chair.

"Sarah." Abby gasped, "We have to tell Tim." Abby picked up the phone and started dialing.

"Don't." Sarah placed her hand over Abby's preventing her from dialing, "Not over the phone." Abby stared at her, "Please."

"I was just going to tell him that I need to see him as soon as he gets back with the rest of the team." Abby smiled.

"Oh. OK." Sarah nodded. She leaned back in the lab chair and put her face in her hands. She did love him but she was afraid of what he might do to her. She looked up at Abby who was gently talking on the phone, 'what will Tim do when he finds out?' Sarah thought.