I never noticed how many conjunctions we use until I tried to virtually take them out of Ziva's vocabulary… It's difficult. I mean: "it is" difficult. lol….. Anyway….
About a week later, they were in the middle of yet another big case. "DiNozzo, Ziva, you're with me. McGee, bring that evidence down to Abby and help with it." Gibbs yelled his commands.
"Boss, couldn't Ziva or DiNozzo help Abby?" McGee asked.
"I thought you liked working with Abby." Gibbs said, a hint of impatience coloring his tone.
"I do, but—"
"—Then go!" McGee quickly grabbed the bag and headed to the elevator. He walked into Abby's lab, listening for her usually loud music; there was none. He walked in to see Abby standing by one of her machines, talking to it, as usual.
"Evidence." McGee said, handing Abby the box.
She smiled at him. "Thanks."
Something about her was different. Okay, a lot about her was different. The obvious, she was still wearing her hair down, and she wasn't wearing her usual black anything. Her shirt was light blue, and she was wearing faded jeans, and flip-flops. Her makeup looked like Ziva wore hers, which looked fine, it just wasn't Abby.
Besides the obvious, she had been acting different. Her usual bright smile wasn't reaching her eyes, and her bubbly personality was wavering frequently. She wasn't talking that much to anyone, not even Gibbs or Duckie. Okay, that wasn't completely true. Abby and Ziva had become very close friends over the past week.
Putting all of those thoughts aside, they two began working on the evidence in silence. A few times, Abby tried to start a conversation, but McGee seemed too tense to talk to her.
"McGee!" Abby complained. "Talk to me! I'm down here all by myself all day and when civilization gets down here, he ignores me!"
"Sorry." McGee muttered, but didn't say anything else.
After about thirty minutes of this, Abby was done with it. "Put down whatever you're doing right now, Timothy." she demanded. He stopped what he was doing and followed her. She walked into her office and they both sat down.
"I know why you're not talking to me. Everyone knows why you're avoiding me except Gibbs, and I think he's even catching on now." Abby pouted. "Look, I'm not upset about last weekend. If you have something to say about it, tell me so we can go back to being friends."
"Abby, it's not that." McGee mumbled.
"Like hell it's not! If it isn't, then why did you stop talking to me the very next morning? Why have you been avoiding me for a week? Why—"
McGee cut her off. "I'm not upset about it either. It just gave me some things I need to think about."
"Like what?" Abby demanded.
"Like how I feel about everything. About you. About my life. About how everything is effecting me. About being here in DC." McGee replied.
"You're thinking about moving?" Abby asked softly.
"No, of course not. I just need to think, Abs. It's no big deal." McGee replied just as softly.
Abby opened her mouth to say something, but changed her mind and walked back to her lab to get back to work. A few minutes later, McGee walked in and started working beside her again. She turned her music back on to break the silence. Her music was so loud that she almost didn't hear McGee mutter, "I just need to fall out of love with you."
Almost
The song changed and the CD was over. Abby took it out and put in another CD, then went to get back to work.
And these wounds won't seem to heal.
This pain is just too real.
There's just too much that time cannot erase.
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears.
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.
I've held your hand through all of these years.
And you still have all of me.
Abby was singing along softly. McGee kept looking over at her, trying to figure out… He didn't know what he was trying to figure out, he just knew he needed to figure it out soon.
I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me.
I still feel your touch in my dreams.
Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why.
Without you it's hard to survive.
When miss independent walked away
No time for love that came her way
She looked in the mirror and thought today
What happened to miss no longer afraid?
It took some time for her to see
How beautiful love could truly be
No more talk of why can't that be me
I'm so glad I've finally seen
And I'm still waiting for the rain to fall
Pour real life down on me
Cause I can't hold on to anything this good enough
Am I good enough for you to love me too?
Could you see I want you by the way I push you away
Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today
Mix the words up with the actions do it all for your reaction
Hey, hey, get tangled up in me.
I can't waste time so give it a moment
I realize, nothing's broken
No need to worry 'bout everything I've done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don't look back at a new direction
I loved you once, needed protection
You're still a part of everything I do
You're on my heart just like a tattoo
Come to bed, don't make me sleep alone
Couldn't hide the emptiness you let it show
Never wanted it to be so cold
Just didn't drink enough to say you love me
You're begging me to go, you're making me stay
Why do you hurt me so bad?
It would help me to know
Do I stand in your way, or am I the best thing you've had?
Believe me, believe me, I can't tell you why
But I'm trapped by your love, and I'm chained to your side
Just when I thought I was over you
And just when I thought I could stand on my own
Oh baby those memories come crashing through
And I just can't go on without you
But I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain
And it's 2am and I'm cursing your name
You're so in love that you act insane
And that's the way i loved you
Breaking' down and coming undone
It's a roller coaster kind of rush
And i never knew i Could feel that much
And that's the way i loved you
"Yes!" Abby exclaimed when she found something. "I'll be right back, I'm going to go show this to Gibbs." she grabbed the evidence and ran up the stairs.
McGee, still curious, went over to the CD player and ejected the CD. The title, in Abby's handwriting, was Abby's Timmy Mix…… 1) My Immortal…… 2)Every Time We Touch…… 3) Miss Independent…… 4) Good Enough…… 5)Get Tangled Up In Me…… 6)Tattoo…… 7)Lithium…… 8)Love is a Battlefield…… 9)Here I Am…… (Just When I Thought I Was Over You)…… 10) The Way I Loved You
He quickly grabbed it, synced it to his computer, and then synced it to his Ipod. They might've broken up, but it was still nice to have a little comfort in his heartache. You are definitely a writer. No normal person would think that way. McGee laughed at himself for talking to himself, and then went back to work.
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Ziva was busily typing away at her computer when she heard Tony breathing down her neck. "What is it?" she asked.
"What's going on with Abby?" he asked plainly.
"Nothing."
"Then why is she dressed weird?"
"She is not. That is what I wear."
"You know, you can put 'she' or 'that' and 'is' together to say 'she's' or 'that's' instead." Tony informed.
"Your American language is ridiculous. Besides, that is not what we were talking about." Ziva rolled her eyes.
"Ok, but if you started dressing like Abby, it'd be weird too." Tony shrugged.
"Because I am not Abby. And she is not me. Tony let her be!" Ziva scolded.
"But I don't wanna!" he whined.
Ziva was frustrated. "I swear, being around you is like raising a child."
Sarcastic now: "Aw, I think that's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me!"
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Gibbs and Abby came down, went through some stuff, and then Gibbs left leaving him alone with Abby again.
"Abs?" he asked.
"Yeah Timmy?" she asked, distracted from her work.
"I'm sorry." he said.
"I know. I am too. Now can we please just move on?" Abby begged.
"Of course. I just wanted to tell you that." McGee said, really nervous.
"Thanks, Tim. I really appreciate it. Hey, there's a party next weekend—" Abby started
"No." McGee said plainly.
"Yeesh, I was just kidding. Have a sense of humor for once, McGrumpy." Abby teased.
McGee was about to get mad, before he realized that she was kidding. He took a deep breath. "Sorry Abs."
Abby pulled him out of his chair and hugged him. "McGee, it's okay. Stop apologizing when you didn't do anything."
"I didn't do anything? Abby—"
"Tim, it's nothing we haven't done before." Abby grinned.
"Yeah but we were dating then." McGee muttered.
Abby laughed and went back to her work. "Loosen up, okay?"