TITLE: The Thought that Counts
AUTHOR: Chauncey10 aka MSCSIFANGSR
PAIRING: Sciuto-Gibbs
RATING: Mature, almost, to be safe.
SUMMARY: A less than 500 word ficlet: Abby bakes for Jethro. Gabby. Fluffiness and kisses, can you think of a better combo?
DISCLAIMER: I'm just playing with them.
SPOILERS: Every show aired in the U.S. to date.
BETA(S): Wander52 and LosingInTranslation
PROMPT: Picture number 17 from the January Pic Challenge from 1hour2write community on Live Journal. The picture shows about a dozen burnt muffins in the garbage. There's a link to the challenge in my profile.

Walking into Abby's lab, Gibbs found her sitting on a tall stool with her head lying down on her desk, and her arms covered her head. He could hear the muffled sobs and he could see their effects on her body as it gently heaved.

His mind instantly filled with the images of her nude body gently heaving beneath him and he had to will himself to fight back the unbidden thoughts.

Gibbs took a deep breath to compose himself and made his way over to the young woman for whom he had a deep affection, much deeper than at least one of his ex-wives. He softly touched Abby's back and she lifted her head. The black mascara running streams down her face hit him first, and then her red nose as she sniffled.

As she tried to hide her face again, in a gentle voice, he said, "Don't."

Abby looked up with a timid smile, while smearing the mascara across her cheek.

Jethro took her face in the palms of his hands. And with his thumbs, he wiped the blackness away as he maneuvered himself between her legs. Standing there comfortably, it felt like he fit there perfectly as she sat still on the stool.

Abby held her breath as his gentleness continued.

He finished wiping away the mess that her tears had caused, and continued to hold her. With the opportunity right there before him, he leaned down to place an almost chaste kiss against her lips.

Abby opened her mouth slightly and Jethro took it as an invitation to explore her in detail with his tongue. His arms automatically slid down from her face to her hips as he pulled her closer to him. She also felt the evidence of his arousal as it was situated at the juncture of her thighs.

When they pulled apart, Gibbs' voice was low, "What's wrong, Abbs?"

She almost started crying again as she pointed to the white garbage bag lined trash can beside her desk. He looked into the garbage and saw maybe a dozen burnt muffins on the top.

He looked incredulously at her, "You're crying because you burned some muffins?"

Abby straightened her slumped posture then stood up. "But they were for you," she said with her bottom lip protruding out like a petulant child in full pout.

A sideways smile hit his face as he took her in his arms. When he leaned in to begin kissing her again, he said, "It's the thought that counts."

Abby simply smiled up into his blue eyes with her gorgeous green ones before she closed them in expectation of another kiss. She sighed when instead of kissing her on her lips as she expected, he softly kissed each of her eyelids in turn, before he moved down to begin his sweet assault of her lips.

THE END

Reviews are appreciated. Let me know how I did on this one, since it's my first sojourn away from CSI.