Probie's Coffin
By LMR
Chappie 6: Confusing Conversations
Disclaimer: I believe in the holographic universe theory, which means that we are all, technically, one big thing, so I really do own NCIS, as I am one with the people who do. I don't think that will hold up in court.
McGee waited anxiously in the lab. Abby should be coming back from lunch in a few minutes. Eleanor was out to lunch with Ducky (hopefully not at his mother's house), and that meant McGee would get to talk to Abby alone. He hadn't for a while. He tapped his fingers on the desk, fidgety. Abby smiled as she walked in. "Hey, McGee. How are you?"
"Um, okay. You?" He hoped he didn't sound too nervous. "Um, Abbs, I wanted to ask you something."
She sensed that he was uneasy. "I have to look over the DNA for this file, but we can talk."
"I just kind of want your opinion. Do you think it's possible for somebody to go for a long time thinking that they're (the grammar geek in me just cringed), well, attracted to a . . . certain type of people, and then they find themselves attracted to somebody that isn't of that . . . um, type?" He couldn't bring himself to use any other word."
Abby raised her eyebrows, interested in where this was going. "You mean somebody totally unexpected? Somebody you'd never guess until you meet them?" She asked hopefully.
"Exactly," McGee jumped at the wording. "Do you think that happens?" He was back to sounding worried.
Abby smiled. "Yeah, definitely."
McGee looked downtrodden. "Oh."
"Hey, guys."
Abby turned, but didn't smile too much. "Hey, Eleanor."
McGee cleared his throat. "Hi. Um. I've got to go."
Eleanor stiffened as if she'd been hit by a cold front. She could guess why he was upset. Abby may think they were just friends, but McGee's face told another story. Eleanor knew she was an intruder here.
"Friday?" Abby said.
"Hmm?" Eleanor was distracted.
"My next day off," Abby told her. "Will that work?"
Eleanor smiled, "Yeah, sure."
Advice and comments please! Luv, LMR