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Tony lay in his apartment staring at the ceiling. It was a rather bland ceiling, contrary to popular belief, well, Kate anyway, he did not have a mirror OR posters on it. He could hear the person in the apartment above him pacing back and forth. He had been pacing for the past 3 hours and it was starting to annoy Tony, as he reached over to the phone by his beside to call management, his cell phone rang. Deciding that it was probably more important to answer that then to call management, he rolled out of bed.

It was Abby. Why, he wondered, would Abby be calling him.

"Yes, Abby?" he answered, half heartedly.

"Has Gibbs called you yet?" this was a rather odd question, but knowing Abby, there was probably a reason. Weather of not it was a good reason, was yet to be decided.

"No, why?"

"Kate called me and told me that someone called her murmuring about coffee, and that McGee called her and asked if she had gotten a call like that and she obviously had, and she called me on my home phone from her home phone so, McGee called her cell from his cell, and now I'm talking to Kate on my home phone and you on my cell to your cell and Gibbs is talking to McGee on McGee's home phone form his home phone and so basically, we all wanted to know if-" a ring in the distance interrupted their conversation.

"One sec, Abby." Tony got up to go answer his phone, knowing it would be Gibbs.

"Coffffeeee." moaned a voice on the other end. He hung up.

"Abby, I just got a call from Gibbs. I hung up." he ran back over to his cell, which he had, for some unknown reason , left on the other side of the room.

"You hung up on Gibbs?" he heard her say, "Kate, he hung up on Gibbs!"

"Gibbs hung up on McGee." Tony heard a distorted sounding version of Kate's voice.

"I'm hanging up Abby." Tony hung up.

After the phone call, Tony could not get back to sleep, and things were not much better for Ducky either, who spent most of his night telling Gibbs, that, no he was not going to, a) Give him coffee or b) tell him where the team had hidden his coffee machines. Then, after Ducky had hung up on Gibbs, after about three hours, he had laid awake, hoping Gibbs didn't go to Starbucks.

Or the Java Hut. Or any where in general, that served coffee.

Meanwhile, Gibbs wasn't getting much sleep either. He was too busy planning, what, he in his tired state, thought to be, the most brilliant plot ever plotted. He also thought it was pretty damn hilarious.

Gibbs walked into the office the next morning, visibly tired, but grinning like a mad man.

In front of him he saw a small-ish dark blob jumping up and down.

"Abby!" he yelped.

"Yes, Sir!" she bounced over a saluted him.

"Abby, get me a cup of java." it was all he could do to keep from laughing out loud. Abby to had to bite her lip, though not for the same reason.

She had suspected he would attempt something like this, and she had it all planned out.

"I'll bring it to your desk." she smiled sweetly as she skipped off to her lab.

Abby came up to Gibbs desk, cup in hand. It was silver and it had a lid. The whole team looked at her like she was crazy.

Smiling to himself Gibbs took the cup. It was cold but he didn't care.

But as he took a sip he realized that he shouldn't have been as so stupid to think his pan would work.

Nothing came out. He shook it a bit, not even noticing Abby slowly backing up to her lab. Opening up the cup he found a few pieces of paper.

"what the-" he started, McGee and Tony rushing to him.

"Ohhh! Java!" McGee smiled looking at the text that Gibbs did not recognized.

"This isn't java…" Gibbs growled.

"Java script, like on computers." Tony explained. Although he had no personal knowledge of Java, he knew that it was for or, at the very east, related to, computers.

"Abby gave him Java Script?" Kate laughed. It was classic. She guessed Gibbs had tried to trick Abby into getting him some 'java' and Kate guessed, though she didn't know for sure, that Abby realized what he was attempting to do, and essentially gave him what he asked for.

"Gibbs!" Kate looked up from her work, "I've found a lead. Apparently, the guy in the strip club had a girlfriend."

"Bring her in!"

A woman who looked no more than 25 sat in interrogation. Gibbs had foolishly suggested that Tony interrogate her.

"So, lets see with what we know so far," Tony started, looking into her eyes, "Your boyfriend and you were still dating at the time of the incident? Right?"

"Yes…" she answered timidly.

"And I guessing the relationship had problems. He was gone for a year, and was back for about three months before he was killed, and when are you due?" he asked her only to receive a blank stare.

"Oh dear god." Kate murmured from behind the glass, McGee's eyes looked as though they would pop out of his head, and Gibbs started rubbing his head.

The lady looked at Tony.

"What? It's obvious it's not his unless your more than a year over term!" Tony's hands flew in the air.

Behind the glass Kate and McGee looked at Gibbs, wondering what he was going to do.

"I'm not pregnant." growled the suspect.

"Get him out of there…" Gibbs told a guard who was attempting to, and failing to, suppress his laughter.

"How was I supposed to know she wasn't pregnant!" Tony flopped into his chair.

"Who's not pregnant? Gibbs? I know. And get off me." Abby pushed Tony off.

"Sorry…" he shrugged sitting on the floor.

"She didn't even look pregnant!" Kate exclaimed.

"It was pretty funny though. You accused her of-" McGee started.

"We were there."

"I wasn't. Keep going."

"Tony thought a lady was pregnant and accused it of being someone else's." McGee burst into hysterical laughter.

"It's not that funny…" Abby shrugged.

"You had to be there." Kate told her and surprisingly Gibbs agreed.

TBC…