"Because, not even God can help you now," Fornell said.
Of course none of this scared Abby. Although Fornell was being as serious as a heart-attack, for some reason, she had the urge to bust out laughing. Why? Was it because he looked like he was about to burst a blood vessel or because he was trying so hard to do that icy, stare down thing that Gibbs did? Even if Fornell did perfect his "Gibbs glare," it wouldn't effect Abby because... well, even Gibbs doing it didn't effect her.
Abby watched as Fornell walked out of the interrogation room and slammed the door. She'd thought about not saying anything until she had an attorney, but she had nothing to hide.
"I can't believe she is doing this!" Kate yelled, frustrated at the way Abby was behaving. "Gibbs, can't you force an attorney on her? Make her have one? Convince her? Something?" Questions were streaming from Kate's mouth at a mile a minute.
Gibbs just sat there, taking long slow sips of his coffee. How could he convince Abby to do anything? What... just because he admitted that he loved her, she was was supposed to fall into his arm and listen to every word that he said?
"Are you even listening to me Gibbs?" Kate began to get really annoyed. Why the hell does he do this? He knows it pisses me off. "Gibbs? Gibbs? Gibbs?" Damn him. "Jethro!" That for sure got his attention. Gibbs turned his head to face Kate and gave her an icy glare. Of course, Kate wasn't effected. "Either you get your sorry ass down there and get Abby an attorney or force her to get one... whatever it takes... or I will personally kick Fornell's ass and you will be short two team members instead of just one."
Giving Gibbs a look to kill, Kate grabbed her purse and left the bullpen to go to the DC Bean.
"Ms. Scuito, my name is Michael Harmon. I am your attorney." Michael had entered interrogation under Fornell's watchful eye and reached his hand out to greet Abby.
"I didn't ask for an attorney," Abby said, apparently not catching on.
"Yes, you called me earlier remember? I even spoke with Agent Gibbs," Michael said calmly, winking at Abby. Gibbs had needed an attorney for Abby and Michael was the guy.
"Oh... Michael right. For some reason... well it is nice to see you Mike. Can I call you Mike?" Abby replied, catching on to the fact that Gibbs had gotten her attorney, whether she liked it or not.
"I don't see why not. Now, Agent Fornell, I would like my client to be released immediately."
I am not sure how this whole attorney thing works, but for some reason an attorney never really crossed my mind. Thanks to the reviewers who mentioned it. I feel so stupid. Anyways, hopefully the whole attorney situation seems at least half way plausible.
Oh and sorry that this is so short.
