"No, no, go left, go left! Kill him!" Abby screamed at McGee.

"I can't kill him. He won't die!" He screamed back.

"KILL HIM!"

There was a huge explosion.

Then silence.

"Game over," McGee sat glumly in the computer chair.

"You should have killed him."

"Abby!" McGee rolled his eyes.

After a moment of silence, McGee started laughing.

Abby grinned as she watched him laugh. She loved seeing him happy. When he was sad, she was sad and when he was happy, she was ecstatic.

It was an odd attraction Abby had to Tim. Usually she went for the bad guys, the roughests with the tattoos and piercings. Sure computer geeks were cute, but they weren't her style. Or at least that's what she thought before McGee came along. Timothy McGee was the exception. To everything. No one can touch her computer equipment… except McGee. No one can beat her in her computer games… except McGee. No one could steal her heart completely… except McGee.

After McGee had stopped laughing he just grinned at Abby, who mirrored his action. They sat like that for a minute until Abby stood up.

"Lunchtime! What do you wanna do?"

Aren't you sick of me yet?"

"Never."

"Well in that case," he said as he got p and followed her into the kitchen, "Let me make you my famous 'Tim McGee Topper of Glee'!"

Abby rose an eyebrow.

"OK, so the name sucks, but I assure you the food tastes good."

She shrugged and gestured for him to go ahead and use her kitchen. She then jumped up onto the counter-top to watch him.

He had to ask her where various items were kept, but it didn't take long before he was moving around her kitchen as if it were his own.

Abby just watched him, her head tilted to one side and her legs swinging.

"So, what exactly is in a 'Tim McGee Topper of Glee', or whatever it is you call it?"

"It's a secret. If I told you I'd have to shoot you."

"Hmm. Bet there isn't any marshmallows."

"Don't go there Abby."

"OK," she grinned.

"What are you afraid of Abby?" he asked as he mixed various ingredients in a bowl.

"I'm not afraid of anything."

"Everyone's afraid of something."

"I'm… I'm afraid of losing the people I care about," she told him, looking at her lap and still swinging her legs. "Each time Gibbs sends you all on a case, the odds of you not coming back increase. Every time you walk out of my lab, that could be the last time I see you alive. I can't lose you."

McGee stepped in front of Abby and rubbed her arms.

"Abby, we have Gibbs out there. We're not going anywhere."

"Yeah," he gave her a small smile and patted her knee. She knew he couldn't guarantee that, but felt better for telling him. He knew she'd still fear losing them, but he couldn't keep her completely safe. Nowhere was safe.

"Is it nearly ready? I'm hungry."

"Just making the sauce. It's the most crucial ingredient you know."

He dipped two fingers into the bowl. He licked one.

"Yum."

"Hey! Not fair! How come you can taste-test but I can't?"

"Cause I'm the chef," he said matter-of-factly and went to lick the other finger. Before he could though, Abby grabbed his hand and licked it off herself.

"You're right. It is yum."

McGee's eyes were wide with shock. Did she just suck my finger?

He shouldn't really have been surprised. She was Abby, which meant she was just a surprising sort of person. He should have been more surprised when she wasn't surprising him.

As he was thinking about how wonderfully surprising she was, Abby slid off the bench-top so that she was standing mere centimeters from him. He snapped out of his daydreams and looked down at her.

She took his face in both hands and proceeded to kiss him senseless. It took him a second to overcome the stunned state she put him in, but then he eagerly responded.

Surprising is good.

The kiss was an eleven on the passion scale and only ended when both needed oxygen too badly. They stood there staring into each others eyes for a moment, out of breath.

"Yum," Abby said with a grin before wrapping her arms around Tim's neck and wrapping her legs around his waist for another kiss.