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NCIS
It had been several moments before either of them said anything. Both were sitting on opposite ends of the couch, neither looking at each other. Tony was still trying to wrap his head around what Abby had just told him while she looked sick to her stomach. And, in a way, it made sense if what she told him was true. Pregnant women puked. Or that's what Tony was led to believe.
"A-are you sure?" he finally whispered breaking the long silence. She threw him a dark look. "Sorry," Tony muttered. He almost forgot who he was talking to. "So…"
"Yeah, I know," Abby replied nodding. "I know we were supposed to wait, but..."
"Shit happens?" Tony supplied shrugging.
"Really? That's all you have to say?" Abby gave him an incredulous look, pushing herself to her feet. "This is a life changing thing and all you have to…"
"Hey, don't go all hormonal on me. I enjoy this little thing called living." DiNozzo jumped to his feet, raising his hands in a defensive manner.
Abby's anger left her, her green eyes filling with tears. "I'm not sure I'm ready to be a mom, Tony."
"You're not alone," Tony replied giving her a hug. "We'll get through this together."
"Thank you," she murmured clinging to him.
NCIS
Being pregnant was an adjustment for Abby. Her clothes were snugger, her moods were all over the place, and she would kill for Caf-Pow. This was also the first time she had a valid reason to give up on her caffeinated goodness, and she missed it every, single day. Though, it was worth it. It had to be worth it. She wished it was worth it.
Despite the fact that she and Tony decided to keep the baby to themselves, Abby suspected Gibbs knew. Not much got past her silver fox. It was the subtle things that he did that left her wondering: he'd bring her decaf Caf-Pows, send McGee down to her lab at odd moments, and he practically forced her out of the building by ten o'clock most nights. He was becoming more of a mother hen than Tony.
On second thought, no one was more of a mother hen than Tony. DiNozzo had taken over all LJ related activities, had started cooking, what he called, 'pregnancy approved' food, was worse than Gibbs at getting Abby out of the building at an appropriate time, and he began hovering around her, closer than her own shadow. It had gotten to the point where she'd beg Gibbs to give him something to do just so he'd leave her alone.
She appreciated everything both men were doing, but what she really wanted was to be left alone. She was carrying a baby she wasn't sure she was ready for and just needed some breathing room to think things through; to actually wrap her head around the existence of this baby. If they could give her that she'd be the happiest woman on the planet.
It also didn't help that Abby felt she didn't deserve all their attention. She felt guilty for not feeling excited about having a baby. Most women were happy when they got pregnant, were most likely already thinking about the kid's future or thinking of names, but Abby hadn't been doing either. She hadn't even been able to talk to Tony when he brought it up. She'd either change the subject or leave the room.
It wasn't that she didn't want to be a mom. She loved kids and would have loved to see her own running around their backyard, but sometimes she wondered if they were having this baby too soon. It wasn't exactly planned; they had agreed on a year. It hadn't even been a year.
Maybe if she heard the heartbeat, actual proof of her child's life, she'd get excited about being a mommy. It might also help if she sat down and talked to Tony, but he just seemed so excited that she didn't want to bum him out with her negativity.
Abby ran her hands down her face, needing to really get out of her head. She looked up at McGee, who was studying her closely, concern written all over his face
She gave him small smile and said, "I'm fine, McGee."
"You've just been…"
"…acting weird?" she finished and he nodded. "It's just been a weird few weeks."
He opened his mouth to say something else, but Tony's voice interrupted him. "You ready to go?"
"Yeah," Abby responded with a sigh. She walked into her office to get her purse and coat. As she walked out, towards the door, she glanced at Tim and said, "I'll be back in about an hour. Call me if you find anything."
"Okay," he replied nodding, looking as if he wanted to ask where she was going. She waved and followed Tony out of her office.
NCIS
"It's just a routine check-up," her doctor said as he rolled in the ultrasound machine. "We just want to make sure you and the baby are okay. We should also be able to hear the heartbeat."
Both Abby and Tony nodded, watching as the doctor set up the machine. He then proceeded to seek out the baby. Tony knew something was wrong before the doctor could really look at the screen. His gut was churning as his eyes locked onto the screen.
"What's wrong?" Abby asked curiously, obviously picking up on both the men's moods, her eyes locked on the doctor's grim face.
"I don't want to alarm you guys. It could just be the position of the baby," the doctor stated still eyeing the monitor.
"What are you talking about?" Tony demanded ignoring his gut.
"It's just…" the doctor sighed. "I'm not finding the heartbeat."
