A/N: Okay, I know this took awhile. Oh, by the way, Eternal GAbby Group? This has been on the website for about a week- if not longer. ::grins:: You guys are pretty clueless, eh? Sorry, I couldn't help but tease you all on that one. This chapter is dedicated to Abby, who's having a spazzy week because there are practically no GAbby stories left for her to read. So, this is that last thing I will write/post until we get more. Oh, except that I promised Cheeze that I would post the next chapter of "Playing Around". But after that- no more stories or chapters until I get reviews and Abby gets fics. Let the games begin!
Abby was awakened by wet kisses all over her face. "Gibbs, stop it," she muttered irritably. The licking persisted. "I said stop, okay?"
"Abbs, honey, talk to your dog about that one."
She opened a bleary eye and grinned. We-ell, now that she was awake... "Okay X-Man, time for mommy and daddy to have their snuggles."
The two month old chocolate Labrador gave her a pleading look. Luckily for Gibbs, she had no worries about offending the dog as she shoved it gently off of the bed. To think that in less than a week- six days, two hours, thirteen minutes and twenty nine seconds, actually- she had kissed her boss, slept in his guest bed, received a puppy from him- just so that she hadn't been lying to Kate, or so he claimed- and had slept in his bed. She grinned… Okay maybe not just slept.
Gibbs rolled over to her side and wrapped his arms around her. "Sleepy?"
She feigned a yawn. "Oh yeah, dreadfully…" She turned to face him and smiled. "I could last for over a week without sleep and not even notice."
"Is that good?"
"Well, I guess that depends on whether or not you want to overwork me or not, doesn't it?"
"I don't think that I can get you a more normal schedule Abbs." He kissed her neck. "Though it won't be from a lack of trying."
She shivered happily as his lips played across her bare skin. "I don't want more normal hours Gibbs, I want yours."
He chuckled. "Abbs, how long have we known each other?"
It took her considerably longer than it should have to count it up. "I'm not entirely sure, but I'd guess about six years or so?"
"Mmhm, probably about that long. And how many of those years did I call you Abby?"
"All of them?" she guessed, still not thinking too coherently.
"Well, okay, I guess that's an acceptable answer. How long have I called you by your pet name of Abbs then?"
"I'd say at least four years, if not more. Why, where is this going?"
He grinned and kissed her cheek.The weremoving back up her body. "Don't you think it's about time that you at least started calling me by Jethro? Of course, if you've got a pet name, I won't say no to any of them." He paused at the mischievous glint in her eye. "Keep in mind that they have to be work appropriate-"
She pouted pitifully.
"-when we're at work, of course," he finished with a grin.
"Uh-oh. Jethro's having naughty thoughts, isn't he?"
He grinned at her. "If he is, it's because of the girl in his bed…" He kissed the hollow of her throat. "The very sexy girl in his bed, of course."
She pushed him off of her. "Flattery will get you nowhere."
He wrapped his arms around her and raised an eyebrow. "Oh it won't, will it?"
"Then again, maybe it will get you everywhere," she decided and leaned down to place a kiss on his chin.
He glared at her. "You're such a tease."
"Well, I learned from the best."
He rolled them back over, landing her underneath him again and pinning her to the bed. "So now I'm a tease, am I?" He kissed her forehead.
"Yes, in the worst way. Now either get off of me or make yourself useful."
"Useful in what way, my dear Abigail?"
She glared. "I'm going to pretend like you did not just call me that. And you know very well 'in what way', Leroy Jethro."
He kissed her. "Sorry, but I think I'm going to go and take a shower." He paused thoughtfully. "A very cold shower," he added quietly.
"Oh really?" She grinned. "Fine, be that way."
He kissed her. "Come on, we don't have time and you know it. I think I ought to make it look like someone lives here before everyone else comes too, don't you think?" He caught her look and grinned. "We should probably also make it look like you don't live here."
She sighed. "Okay, okay, you win. Go and get in the shower."
"Do you want to come with me?" He kissed her nose.
"Nope, we'll never get out if I do."
He grinned. "You have a point you know…" He rolled off of her and got out of bed. "Though right now, I'm not too sure why I care," he called over his shoulder.
She chuckled and the fact that she was becoming more like her boss amused her greatly. Still, if she had her way, he'd be more like her all too soon. "Hey, don't take all of the hot water, or I'll be forced to hurt you! And be quick or else I won't have time for a shower and that'll make me angry…"
"Okay Abbs, I promise!" His muffled voice made her smile and she rolled over in the now too big bed. Still, she wasn't too upset. After all, the bed was still warm and the scent of his shampoo mixed with sawdust lingered on his pillow. She smiled and buried her face in the pillow.
The phone rang, but Gibbs was still in the shower. Uh-oh Abbs, what are you going to do now? "Gibbs, come out of the shower please!"
"Abby, I have soap in my hair, what do you need?"
"But someone's calling you!" she protested.
"Well, pick it up. If it's someone you know, make up an excuse and if it's not, then tell them that-" He paused. "Okay Abbs, just make up an excuse. You're exceptionally skilled in that department."