A/N: Okay people, I'm really not in the best of moods, but I've decided to post this anyways... Look, it would REALLY make me happy if you guys review. Without going into too much detail, I feel like hell and have to apologize to at least 4 different people for 4 equally different things. So yeah- please make me happy, or else I might just give up and cry...

When they arrived at Gibbs' house, Abby was still sleeping peacefully on the backseat. Gibbs sighed; if anything, she was sleeping sounder now than she had been when he left Ducky's. He really didn't want to wake her, but he had to get her inside. It was either wake her up or eave her in the car all alone. As it was incredibly cold out, he figured she would appreciate it more if he moved her than she would if he simply left her.

He opened her door and shook her shoulder gently. "Abbs? Come on sweetheart, you need to wake up now, okay? It's just a quick walk into my house, and then you can go right back to sleep. I promise." He reached out to stroke her cheek. She was still sleeping. Maybe he could just pick her up and take her inside without waking her up? He had assumed that if he did that, he would wake her up, but maybe she would stay asleep.

"Okay Abbs, I'm going to take you inside now, okay?"

He received no reply. Not that he was really expecting one anyways. He lifted her gently into his arms and kicked the door shut, thinking he would come back for her bag after putting her to bed.

She stirred slightly in his arms and moaned softly. "Gibbs, is that you?" Her eyes fluttered open.

"No Abbs, it's Tony," he replied sarcastically, though he quickly realized that, in the state she was in, she might actually believe him. "Yeah, it's me. Are you okay?"

"I think so. I'm just a little bit tired, and I'm pretty confused. Weren't we just looking at Christmas lights?"

Gibbs chuckled. "Yeah, we were; about an hour or so ago. You fell asleep."

"So are we at Ducky's then?"

"No, we're not. He sent you home with me because he didn't want you to wake up."

Abby snuggled closer into the warmth of Gibbs' arms, content for the time being. All of her questions were answered, she was warm and she felt safe…

"Abbs, I need to put you down for a minute, okay?"

She sighed. "Sure."

He set her down and pulled out his keys. Once the door was unlocked, he gently nudged her inside with his hand on the small of her back. "You can have the guest room. It's the second door on the left at the top of the stairs, okay?"

She nodded and turned to head up the stairs. Before going up, she turned back to face him. "Gibbs, do you like me?"

"Yes Abbs, I like you." He smiled, wondering why she suddenly doubted that.

She sighed. "No, I mean do you like me?"

"Yes, I do. I like you."

"No, not like that. I mean, do you like me, like me?"

He wondered vaguely where his answer would lead him in the future, but decided not to worry about it. Abby wouldn't even remember this conversation in the morning, and he would be safe. "Yes, I like you, like you. I really do."

She looked into his eyes. "That's not what I mean Gibbs." She sighed and looked longingly at his lips, then decided what the hell. If she couldn't get an answer out of him due to her lack of coherent words and thoughts, she would get through to him some other way. So she touched her lips gently to his, though that wasn't enough for long. She soon had her arms wrapped around his neck and her hands in his hair.

To her utter astonishment, he quickly put his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. She wasn't the only one who had been keeping secrets. They poured all of the years of shameless flirting into their first kiss. Gibbs knew it would also be the last one too, and was determined to make the most of it.

They broke for air and Gibbs grinned at her. "Do I really need to spell it out for you, or was that enough?"

She had a dazed expression on her face, but once his words sunk in, she grinned slyly. "I don't know. I'm still not quite sure I know what you mean."

Gibbs gave her a seductive look. As long as she wasn't going to remember, he may as well make the most of it and tell her everything. "I love you, and it's not going to get any simpler than that." He let her go as her expression changed to a confused and shocked look. "Now, you need to go and get into bed. I'll go and get your bag, okay?"

She nodded and he turned to go back into the snow. As she walked up the stairs, she put her fingers up to her lips. "Well, I don't think I was expecting that."

She found Gibbs' guest room easily and was suddenly tired again. She kicked off her shoes and climbed into the bed, not realizing or caring that she was still fully dressed. Within minutes, she was fast asleep.

A few minutes later, Gibbs knocked softly on the door. When he received no answer, he opened the door hesitantly. There she was, lying in his bed. He saw her shoes sitting by the door and was glad that he wouldn't have to disturb her. He set her bag on the stool and went over to her side. He brushed her hair away from her face and kissed her cheek. "Sleep tight Abbs. And please don't have too much of a hangover in the morning, okay?"

He kissed her forehead and left her alone for the night.