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"Come on." Abby motioned pulling McGee outside by his arm.
"Ow, ow ow, Abby that hurts." McGee struggled to escape.
Abby pulled him into her car. As she leaned over and fumbled for her keys, McGee noticed a piece of what seemed to be a piece of cotton on her head. It stood out against her black hair.
Being the helpful person he was, McGee reached over to pluck it out of her hair then show her, however, at that moment she sat up landing his hand firmly on her breast.
"Uh…." Was all the McGee could manage to say. Abby glared at him buckled up and started the car.
"I'm sorry…?" He guessed weakly, feeling a mix of many things, including but not limited to, confusedness, happiness, an erection and guilt.
Abby did not reply.
Thanks to reckless driving and lazy cops they arrived at McGee's house in 15 minutes.
"Go get some pants." Abby instructed him coldly. "and perhaps a pillow." She added.
"But, um Abby. My keys were in my pants." He said without getting out of the car.
Quickly they were driving again, this time to NCIS headquarters.
"I don't want to go to work wearing these…" He said quite loudly motioning at Abby's Sweat pants. "They were made of a girl." Immediately he knew he shouldn't have said that...
TBC...
Will McGee have to go out and about in Abby's pants?
Where are McGee's pants and keys?
Why is Gibbs mad at McGee?
Where will Kate and Ducky come into play?
The answer to all these questions and more in the next chapter possibly.
Also, what do sporks have to do with this story?