A/N: Oh I can't wait new episode tomorrow and I am looking forward to it greatly.

Chapter Eleven

"So they just walked off the field?" Abbey asked. She was staring into the mirror hanging over the bathroom sink. She had just put her facial cream on and was about to blow dry her hair. It was early but she always got up early to see Matt off to his morning practise.

"Yeah," Tim responded in a monotone on the other end of the phone.

"So…what are you guys gonna do?" Abbey asked wiping her hand back over the mirror as if fogged back up.

"I dunno heard one of the guys say they were dipping into the J.V.'s." Abbey couldn't help but snort, "What?" Tim asked.

"Well compared to you guys, hell even Matt, those guys are scrawny, and they are going to get pummelled."

"Correction, I am replacing Smash so one of them is going to be my block, I am going to get pummelled."

Abbey giggled, "A big strong guy like you? You can take it." She said fixing the towel around her.

There was a banging on the bathroom door, "ABBEY! HURRY UP!" Matt yelled.

"Sorry, I'll see you at the field kay?" Abbey asked.

"Yeah sounds good," Tim hung up the phone and so did Abbey. She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed contentedly. She couldn't believe she was actually dating Tim Riggins. It was like her dream was coming true, although there would be an enormous bust in her dream if the Panthers lost the playoffs because of Mac McGill.

"Abbey? I am serious I don't want to be late."

"Coming!" She yelled. She threw on her jeans and a black sweater that was tight fitting but still had a hood. She dashed out the bathroom. "Come on slow poke." She said grabbing her backpack from the floor of the living room and running out the door to her truck, Matt hot on her heels.

"Ya know…" Matt stared out the windshield at the road as Abbey drove down their street. "Ever since you and Riggins started to date I have never been late for a practise." He looked at her. Abbey glanced at him.

"I am very serious about your football career Matt; I think you underestimate my affection for you." She said nodding sadly.

"Well at least one of us is happy," He said sinking into his seat even more.

"Oh yeah, how are things going with Julie," She asked looking at Matt briefly.

"I dunno, I think I have come up with something to say I am sorry with but I dunno…I mean it isn't like I cheated or anything." He said in a whiny voice.

"Yeah well, you know you didn't cheat but you still lied about it that is what got you in trouble in the first place." She said shaking her head as they turned the last corner.

"Yeah well," Matt opened the door and got out Abbey followed suit. "What now, you wanna walk me to the locker room?"

"As unbelievably enticing as that sounds," Abbey said sarcastically. "No I came to watch you practise." Matt stared at her.

"Why?"

"Tim said that the coaches were dipping into the fountain of youth." Matt stared at her, "The J.V.'s," He continued to stare at her.

"So, why would you care?"

"Are you kidding me? This is going to be the funniest practise of the whole season; I just wish they were selling popcorn." Matt rolled his eyes.

Abbey was right it was hilarious. Just watching them line up for sprints was hilarious, it was like all of a sudden the line dropped ten pounds and lost two inches in height. And that was before Tim got ploughed over and started yelling at the J.V.'s.

It was serious; this was the season's future on that field but no matter how many times she told herself that she couldn't keep herself from giggling.

Tim walked towards her his helmet in his hand and a dangerous look on his face. Abbey crossed her arms and smiled at him in what she hoped was a reassuring way and not a teasing one.

"Hey," He said coming to a halt in front of her.

"Hi," She said not wanting to say too much in case she lost control of herself and burst out laughing.

"You see the whole practise?" He asked looking back at the field.

"Oh yeah," She said looking at the ground.

"Well-

Tim was interrupted when one of the J.V.'s came to stand beside them. "Uh Tim I was wondering if I could have a word with…you…" He trailed off when Abbey looked at him. Abbey stared at the guy, he was pale and probably half the overall size of Tim.

"You can't, beat it!" Tim yelled pointing to the changing rooms.

He nodded not taking his eyes off Abbey and running over the two more and then going inside. Abbey looked at Tim with a quizzical, "And who is that?" She asked.

Tim glowered at her, "I'll tell you at lunch," He said shaking his head and heading to the changing rooms.

"Kay, have fun." Abbey called to him.

Abbey was sitting at a vacant table in the middle of the lunch room. She was reading her history textbook when Tim came and sat down beside her. He was sitting so that he was sitting straddling the lunch bench and facing her. He put one of his legs behind her and one in front of her, without looking up from her text Abbey raised her legs so that Tim slipped his leg under hers.

Once he had settled into his seat Abbey looked at him and smiled. "Hey," She said brightly.

"Hey, I got you lunch," He handed her a tray.

Abbey smiled at him, "Thanks, you are so sweet, but don't worry I won't tell anyone," She said teasingly. She leaned forward and kissed him.

Suddenly Abbey got the feeling she was being watched. She pulled back from Tim and looked across the table and notice three juniors staring with open mouths at her.

"Uh Tim, who are they," She said looking at him, pointing at the boys. Usually she would have been nicer introducing herself but she was a little offended at the fact that they were all staring at her and staring a little south of her face.

"They are some of the J.V.'s from the team; Coach assigned them to me to teach them the play book before Friday." Abbey nodded.

"And they are going to be…?"

"Following me until they get it," Tim said.

Abbey looked at the three boys. One of them with long hair shoved his hand under her nose to shake. "Hi I'm-

"No!" Tim snapped the three boys looked at him. "You don't need to know who she is and I am pretty sure she isn't interested in you so shut up and sit down. What you do need to know is what a Red 44 is?" He asked.

Abbey smiled to herself and went to her lunch and text book. Tim continued to bagger the boys for a few more minutes. She looked up to ask him a question about their math homework when she noticed one of the boys wasn't paying any attention to Tim and paying all of his attention to Abbey's chest.

She tapped Tim on the shoulder. "What?" He asked a little roughly at being interrupted. She pointed at the boy.

"I don't think he's paying attention." Tim looked across the table at the boy she had been pointing at. Most guys would have taken the hint and stopped but not a hormone crazed fifteen year old.

Tim suddenly stood up, making Abbey tilt dangerously as his leg moved under hers. He grabbed the guy by the scruff of his neck. "Are those footballs?" He said in a dangerously low voice.

"No Tim-I mean Riggins-I mean sir," The boy stuttered.

"Then why are you so damn interested in them?" Tim snapped. The boy could only stare at Tim in horror.

Abbey looked around and noticed that many people had stopped paying attention to their lunches and were now looking at Tim and her. Abbey decided to act. She stood up and put her hand on the arm of Tim's that had the boy hostage. Tim looked at her.

"I think I am gonna leave you boys to it, I have to go set up the class for home Ec." She said.

"I'm sorry about this," Tim apologized still holding on to the kid.

"No worries," Abbey said smiling and kissing him briefly. "Call me," With that she left the cafeteria.

Abbey's eyes slowly fluttered open. She moaned annoyed at herself for waking up and realising she had a powerful kink in her neck. She rolled from her left side onto her right and was confronted by another body, then she realised what she had been using as a pillow was someone's shoulder.

About two seconds before she totally freaked out she realised where she was. She had gone over to Tim's house after school to hang out and help him study and to as he referred to it 'calm down before the big game' which mainly consisted of them making out on his bed.

After an hour or so Abbey had insisted that they actually study, mainly because Tim was getting a little tricky to deal with. They had lain down on his couch to study but evidently she had dropped off. What with the late night she had been having due to studying for finals and the early morning wake ups to take Matt to practises she hadn't been getting much sleep.

She put her arm across his chest and lifted her chin on to his chest and looked at him. He was watching the sports channel on TV. He looked down at her.

"Good morning," He said teasingly giving her a half smile.

"Uhh…" Abbey moaned. "I can't believe I fell asleep. How long have I been out?" She asked looking at him.

"Oh about an hour and a half," Tim said nodding. He moved so his arm came out from around her. "Thank god, I thought I would never use this again." He said flexing his hand.

"Oh I'm sorry you should have woken me up." She said blushing.

"N'ah, with you asleep I could stop pretending to study."

"Pretending? Oh that just great Tim."

Tim smiled, "I think so, I am just glad to have the three roaches off the back of my heels."

"They weren't that bad," Abbey said Tim glared at her, "Okay so they were pretty bad but they are young." She said shrugging and rolling onto her back.

Tim shifted so his arm was around her neck and hanging down her chest. "You do talk in your sleep you know," He said casually.

"Oh yeah?" Abbey said, "'bout what?" She asked trying to remember what she had dreamt.

"Oh mostly bull shit but you did mention you thought I had very pretty hair."

Abbey burst out laughing, "You have got to be kidding me,"

"Nope," He said, "If I was making it up I would have coming up with something sexier then pretty hair."

Abbey laughed, "Yeah I guess you're right."

Her cell rang on the coffee table. Abbey leaned over and grabbed it and looked at the number. She didn't know it off by heart but her caller ID said it was Clark, T and J.

Abbey thought for a minute before realising that Landry's mum's name was Jennifer. "Landry's parents?" She said staring at the phone. Tim looked at her.

"Who?"

"Just a sec, turn down the TV please." She flicked open her cell. "Hello?" She said nervously.

"Hi is this Abigail?" Abbey cringed.

"Uh yes…"

"Hi I am Jennifer Clark, Landry's mother and we just picked the boys up from the police station, we are in the car now." Abbey sat bolt up right.

"What!? The police station, what's wrong, is Matt alright?" She asked in frenzy. Tim sat up slowly as Abbey swung her legs over the side of the coach.

"Oh he's fine," The woman said coldly. Abbey shivered and sighed. Tim pulled a leg up to his chest ad rested his elbow on his knee watching her.

"What did he do?" She asked bracing herself for the worst. She couldn't have possibly predicted what Mrs. Clark was about to say.

"Well an undercover detective picked Matt, Landry, Julie and a girl named Tyra Colette at the Landing Strip."

Abbey stood up, "THE LANDING STRIP!?" She screamed.

"Yes, they said that Tyra needed to get some cash from her sister who works there."

"I am so sorry you had to get him Mrs. Clark, I will make sure this never happens again."

"It isn't a problem, but I am glad you are taking this seriously."

"Well of course I will be there when you drop him off at home. Thank you again,"

"My pleasure," With that the woman hung up.

Abbey flipped her phone closed and stared at it. "That stupid short sighted idiot of a brother of mine," Abbey grabbed her keys off the table and shoved her books into her backpack.

"What's up?" Tim asked.

"Oh nothing my brother was just arrested for going into the Landing Strip underage." She snarled.

"The Landing Strip? Saracen? I didn't know he had it in him." Abbey glared at Tim. "I mean what is happening to today's youth?"

She shook her head, "You're a bad influence, talk to you later."

"Kay,"

"You gonna be okay? You look a little pale." Abbey asked patting Matt on the shoulder.

"I've felt better," he said looking at the space in front of him.

"Yes well, don't worries there are no strip clubs at this away game so I think you can pull through."

Matt glared at her, "When are you gonna give this a rest?" He asked.

"Oh probably never," She said smiling brightly at him.

"Well I am going to get on the bus,"

"Kay, I am going to say bye to Tim."

"Have fun," Matt said sarcastically.

"Oh don't worry I will." Abbey walked through the crowd of people until she found Tim. "Hey,"

He turned and looked at her, "Hey," He said he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Come to wish me luck?"

"Maybe…" Abbey said coyly. "Look," Abbey worked her arms up and around his neck. "I am sorry about last night."

"Don't worry about it; you can make it up to me when we get home." He kissed her on the neck. Abbey giggled.

"Yeah in your dreams," She scoffed.

"Every night," He said looking her in the eyes.

Abbey wasn't sure what to say to a thing like that, "Mind you, you are pretty hard to resist in that letterman jacket." She said her arms falling from behind his head to his arms.

"Ah, I've found your weakness." He said smiling at her.

"It would appear so," Abbey went on her toes and kissed him briefly on the lips before pulling back. "Good Luck," She said brightly.

"Thanks," He got on the bus.

Abbey didn't think she had ever been more comforted then when Smash and the other guys showed up but now she was standing in the bleachers wondering if that was a good thing. She didn't think she had ever seen a dirtier game of football. The Panthers were getting absolutely no calls especially in Smash William's case. Abbey was starting to get a little worried.

She was standing between Landry and her grandmother in the bleachers behind Mrs. Taylor. She cringed when Smash was hit in the N-Zone but then she could see him talking to the guy who had hit him. Obviously she couldn't hear what he was saying but she could tell it wasn't a compliment.

All of a sudden Tim appeared in her peripheral vision as he slammed into the guy from the apposing team. Abbey gasped covering her mouth with her hands. Tim was wailing on the guy that was until the home team seemed to jump on him. It was defiantly a bench clearing brawl.

Once the officials had finally gotten the guys off each other and off the field Abbey sat down on her seat, Landry sat down beside her. "Nice guy your new friend," He said sarcastically.

Abbey glared at him, "Shut up Landry,"

"No, no, no I would just like to comment on your exemplary taste in men." Abbey looked at him, "I mean, you turned me down and said yes to that…that brute?"

Abbey gave him a sardonic smile, "Yeah, so Matt told me about you little infatuation with Tyra Colette," The smirk fell off of Landry's face, "Yeah, you might want to ask Tim how to get in her pants, he's good at that," She looked Landry up and down before adding, "Unlike you." With that she got up and walked down the bleachers.

She was being unfairly mean to Landry but she didn't care, who was he to criticize Tim? Some kid who got busted in a strip club, no way Abbey was not going to let that fly.

She could tell from the roar of the home crowd that the Panthers were awarded the win, so she got in her truck and waited for her grandmother so she could go home, tonight had been unnecessarily stressful.

Abbey had hugged Matt when he had arrived at the Panther's field but he had ditched her to go and talk to Julie. When Abbey turned back around from watching Matt walk away Tim was standing in front of her.

"Hey," He said in his deep, quiet voice.

"Hey," She said looking at him.

He looked around them and then looked back at her, "So…" He trailed off but Abbey interrupted him.

"I can't believe you started a bench clearing brawl in a play off game." She said crossing her arms.

He shifted his weight from one foot to the other and stared at her crossing his own arms. "What you don't approve?" He asked cuttingly.

Abbey looked at him and shook his head, "No, I am sure you had your reasons." She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Actually I think it was kinda hot."

"Oh yeah?" Tim said looking down at her. Abbey looked at the scratches on his neck.

"Those sting?" She asked gently brushing her fingertips over them. His hand covered hers.

"I've had worse," He said looking at her putting his other arm around her.

"Oh yeah?"

"Defiantly," He leaned down and kissed her, he pulled back to look at her, "Why don't you come home with me, and spend the night?"

Abbey pulled back a little more and looked him in the eye. He was dead serious and she was quite tempted to say yes but then the more reasonable part of her chimed in, they had only just started dating and sex wasn't the best move. She chose her words carefully, "Not yet champ," She smiled biting her lower lip, "I have a busy night ahead of me deflating Matt's head." She nodded and Tim just looked at her. "Another night," She said looking him dead in the eye.

"Sure," He said pulling back from her.

Abbey didn't want to sound like she was rejecting him, but then she just wasn't ready for that kind of a step with him yet, "You gonna pull through without me?" She asked looking at him.

He looked at her and smiled, "I think I'll live," She smiled.

"Great,"