Everything's Ducky Part 3
An Navy NCIS story
(All characters belong to the king of action dramas, Donald Bellesario
and are only being borrowed for a little while. I promise to put them
back safe and sound!)
Ok-begging and pleading do count for something! The adventures of Abby and Ducky continue.
Spoilers-Bete Noir thru Reville
Chapter 3
"Maybe Gibbs won't say anything, you know "Don't ask, don't tell." Abby was talking to herself as she entered her lab. "No, knowing him, he'll want to stick to the rules, heck, he is the rules around here."
Putting down her purse and hanging up her black coat, she exchanged it for her lab jacket, then turned on her computer.
Continuing her conversation with herself, she decided on a different tactic.
"I know, I'm going to pretend nothing's changed, except, no I can't do that, McGee will think we're still an item, which we're not. As if!" she shook her head.
"As if what, Abs?" DiNozzo came through the door bearing a large drink, which he set down on her desk.
Staring at him as if he'd grown horns, Abby sputtered "What's that?"
"The national debt, what do you think it looks like? Gibbs sent me down with that, though if you ask me, with you talking mental and all, I don't think Jolt on speed is the answer!" he shot back.
"Sorry, Tony, I'm just, well, trying to cut back you know, but hey, I'll do without tomorrow!" she said, reaching for the drink and hoping DiNozzo would forget what he had heard.
"All right, Abs, spill it, not your drink, but, you can tell me, I won't tell Kate. Did something happen between you and McGee, you know, like.." he wriggled his eyebrows.
"Tony! I don't think so, not like I'd tell you anyway!" she snapped, then regretted her words at the expression of hurt on his face. "I'm sorry, Tony, I didn't mean it, well I did, but."
"I get, you guys broke up, right?" he replied, sounding sincere. "I'm sorry, Abby, I won't make any jokes about the coffin and .."
"And what, DiNozzo, what has she been saying? That I'm a joke, someone she can play with and then make fun of at work?" McGee stood in the doorway, red-faced with perceived humiliation.
"No, I never said anything at all about us, and you weren't a joke, you're a nice guy, McGee, but.." he interrupted her, "But you'd rather be with DiNozzo, right? You and your Goth queen act, that'll play in the club scene, does it make it with him?"
Picking up her drink from the desk as if to hand it to her, McGee instead threw it in her face, drenching her and her desk. Almost immediately he realized it was a mistake, the look of pain in her eyes told him he was dead wrong, or dead, if the scowl on DiNozzo's face was any indication.
"Abby, I..." McGee fumbled, only for her to cut him off. "Save it, McGee, for someone who cares!" she retorted. Bolting from the room, she left two very unhappy agents standing over a puddle of soda.
And one very distressed Dr. Mallard in the background.
"Gentlemen." The one word froze any further conversation from DiNozzo and McGee, as Ducky came through the door.
"Did I just see Abigail run out of here, drenched, because of one of you?"
TBC?
An Navy NCIS story
(All characters belong to the king of action dramas, Donald Bellesario
and are only being borrowed for a little while. I promise to put them
back safe and sound!)
Ok-begging and pleading do count for something! The adventures of Abby and Ducky continue.
Spoilers-Bete Noir thru Reville
Chapter 3
"Maybe Gibbs won't say anything, you know "Don't ask, don't tell." Abby was talking to herself as she entered her lab. "No, knowing him, he'll want to stick to the rules, heck, he is the rules around here."
Putting down her purse and hanging up her black coat, she exchanged it for her lab jacket, then turned on her computer.
Continuing her conversation with herself, she decided on a different tactic.
"I know, I'm going to pretend nothing's changed, except, no I can't do that, McGee will think we're still an item, which we're not. As if!" she shook her head.
"As if what, Abs?" DiNozzo came through the door bearing a large drink, which he set down on her desk.
Staring at him as if he'd grown horns, Abby sputtered "What's that?"
"The national debt, what do you think it looks like? Gibbs sent me down with that, though if you ask me, with you talking mental and all, I don't think Jolt on speed is the answer!" he shot back.
"Sorry, Tony, I'm just, well, trying to cut back you know, but hey, I'll do without tomorrow!" she said, reaching for the drink and hoping DiNozzo would forget what he had heard.
"All right, Abs, spill it, not your drink, but, you can tell me, I won't tell Kate. Did something happen between you and McGee, you know, like.." he wriggled his eyebrows.
"Tony! I don't think so, not like I'd tell you anyway!" she snapped, then regretted her words at the expression of hurt on his face. "I'm sorry, Tony, I didn't mean it, well I did, but."
"I get, you guys broke up, right?" he replied, sounding sincere. "I'm sorry, Abby, I won't make any jokes about the coffin and .."
"And what, DiNozzo, what has she been saying? That I'm a joke, someone she can play with and then make fun of at work?" McGee stood in the doorway, red-faced with perceived humiliation.
"No, I never said anything at all about us, and you weren't a joke, you're a nice guy, McGee, but.." he interrupted her, "But you'd rather be with DiNozzo, right? You and your Goth queen act, that'll play in the club scene, does it make it with him?"
Picking up her drink from the desk as if to hand it to her, McGee instead threw it in her face, drenching her and her desk. Almost immediately he realized it was a mistake, the look of pain in her eyes told him he was dead wrong, or dead, if the scowl on DiNozzo's face was any indication.
"Abby, I..." McGee fumbled, only for her to cut him off. "Save it, McGee, for someone who cares!" she retorted. Bolting from the room, she left two very unhappy agents standing over a puddle of soda.
And one very distressed Dr. Mallard in the background.
"Gentlemen." The one word froze any further conversation from DiNozzo and McGee, as Ducky came through the door.
"Did I just see Abigail run out of here, drenched, because of one of you?"
TBC?
