The rain pattered against the window as they drove along in silence. Dinner had been quiet as well, awkward even.The resteraunt, La Paire, had been a little high maintenance for Abby's taste, but Gibbs was kind of a classy guy and he had seemed to be having a good time, so she tried to enjoy herself. Of course she was having fun and she loved being with him, it was just that La Paire wasn't her style and she felt out of place... and Gibbs knew it.

Although it had been a strange evening, she didn't want it to end. Unfortunately, she knew that it had to. As Gibbs pulled up to her house, the rain had begun to come down harder and faster. They sat for a moment, wondering what to do next.

"Let me walk you to your door," Gibbs offered, breaking the silence.

"No, you'll get soaked," Abby refused.

"I've been wet before Abbs." Not listening, Gibbs got out of the car, quickly took off his jacket and as he opened the door for Abby, he held it over her head. Abby remained dry as the water dripped from his forehead.

"Move your jacket Gibbs. I love the rain," Abby told him. Without giving him the chance to say a word, she ducked out from underneath his jacket, lifted her face to the sky and let the rain dance softly upon her skin.

She giggled as she spun in a small circle and she reminded Gibbs of a little girl. The smile on her face made his heart flutter and he couldn't help but smile with her.

"Come on Abbs," he chuckled as he grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the door.

Searching through her purse, she struggled to find her keys as the rain poured into her eyes. "I can't find them," she yelled over the roar of the rain. She continued to dig through her purse, finally seeing her keys resting safely on the bottom.

As she unlocked her door and stepped inside, Gibbs quickly said goodnight and immediately began to walk away. Stopping him, Abby grabbed his arm and tugged him inside, getting him out of the rain.

"Gibbs, you are soaking wet. Stay for a few minutes and dry off," Abby persuaded. She knew that he wouldn't say no. He never said no... to her.

"I would love to Abbs, but I can't."

Okay. He usually never tells me no. Losing your touch Abby? She considered begging, as she normally would, but the look on his face told her just to leave it alone. "Okay," she said, giving up without a fight.

"Night Abby," he said, opening the door. The rain still came down steadily outside.

"Wait Gibbs. Don't I get a good night kiss?" Abby asked playfully.

Smiling, Gibbs leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. She watched quietly as he walked through the rain to his car, closing the door before she had the chance to see him leave.

Her house was silent and it made her feel lonely. Slipping her heels off, she began to untie her pigtails. Her black hair hung at her shoulders, sweeping in curls around her face.

As Abby started to walk down the hallway towards her bedroom, she heard someone knock on her door.

"Ugh," she groaned inwardly. "Be thankful I wasn't asleep whoever you are."

Opening the door, she saw Gibbs standing there.

"I forgot something," he explained as she looked at him slightly confused as to why he was there again.

"Okay. What did..." Abby's words were cut off by Gibbs' mouth pressing against her own. Shocked by this, she pulled back and peered into his eyes, They enchanted her, making her forget who and where she was. "Those eyes. What is it about those eyes?" she said more to herself than to him. "Why are they so amazing?"

"Because," he paused. "They are looking at you."'

Everyone wore a smile on their face as they waked into the office the next morning. It was almost as if they all had their own little secrets. Unfortunately, the case had put a slight damper on their moods by that afternoon. Once they all realized that they only had one day left before Abby was fired... it scared them. They had a deadline. They didn't want Abby to go. She couldn't go.

Kate sat at her desk, like everyone else, trying to find a way to help Abby out of the mess she had gotten herself into. Thankfully, Fornell had backed off a bit. He had enough evidence to use against Abby in court, but Kate assumed he had gotten over his asshole syndrome -for the moment- and was giving them the chance to save Abby. Why? She didn't know, but they needed to take advantage of it, whatever the reason.

"Wondering never got people anywhere," Tony whispered into Kate's ear.

"Huh?" Kate snapped out of the little world she'd been in. "What are you talking about DiNozzo?"

"I know you are wondering about me and... how good I am in bed. Just to let you know, I am great in bed."

"Really? Just to let you know," Kate leaned over to whisper in his ear, "I don't need a bed to be great." She winked.

What? Wait. Was Kate just saying what he thought she was saying? Was she suggesting that... they have sex at work?

"DiNozzo, get your mind out of the gutter," Gibbs snapped, walking by, hitting Tony in the back of the head.

"My mind wasn't in the gutter boss," Tony replied, coming out of the daze he was in.

"No... you're right Tony, it wasn't. You were to busy looking down Kate's shirt for your mind to be anywhere."

"Sorry boss," Tony apologized. "Won't happen again."