Heyy!!!!! I really tried to update this yesterday... And on Sunday... But something was wrong with my flashdrive on Sunday, and somethign was wrong with yesterday...... So it's going up today!

Gibbs walked into Abby's lab to see her head on her desk, and our favorite goth girl in tears. The twins were both sobbing.

"Make it stop." she begged. "They've been crying all day and I can't make them stop. They aren't hungry, they aren't tired, they're clean, they aren't bored, they aren't everything except loud. I can't handle it."

"I'll take care of it." Gibbs promised, and then exited the room to the elevator.

"McGee!" Gibbs exclaimed.

"Yeah Boss?" he asked.

"You have two kids downstairs that won't shut up, and they have their mother in hysterics. Your assignment today is to go play house and take care of your children!" Gibbs exclaimed. McGee quickly grabbed his stuff and hurried to the elevator.

"Hey Abs." he greeted as he set his stuff on one of her counters. "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong!?" she exclaimed, "What's wrong is that Josie and Jared was supposed to be napping an hour ago, Jared needs his diaper changed, Josie needs her bottle, in ten minutes Jared needs his bottle, I have to scan and identify this blood for DNA, I need to figure out who this Jane Doe is, I need to see who's fingerprints are on the murder weapon, I need to identify the voice on the tapes, I need to go down to the garage to look at the car, and besides all of that, I insist on having them at my house at night and I haven't gotten sleep in weeks. And they have a doctor's appointment at four-forty. Meanwhile, I'm trying—" Tim cut her off.

"What can I do?" he asked.

"Forensics or kids?" she asked in return.

"Kids." McGee replied.

"Change Jared's diaper, feed Josie, get them down for naps, and then come help me with this stuff. At four we'll take them together, okay?"

"Sure, Abs." they both went to work. A few minutes later, McGee was out helping Abby.

"You apparently have the magic touch, Tim. I can never get them to sleep that fast." Abby smiled.

He shrugged. "I didn't know it was supposed to be hard."

Abby laughed. A few minutes later, she spoke up. "Will you stay at my house tonight? It's hardest being a single mother at night, when they keep me up all night."

"You're not a single mother."

"Yes I am. When have you taken care of them, besides today?"

"Abby, I don't want you to be a single mother." McGee whispered.

"What do you mean, Tim? You're still going to be part of their life, I'll make you if I have to, but we're not together or anything." Abby laughed with a hint of hysteria.

"Maybe I want us to be together." McGee whispered, even softer this time.

"McGee… Tim, no. It didn't work last time. I don't want…" Abby stopped abruptly and returned to her work.

"Don't want what?" he asked.

"I don't want to hurt you again. You mean too much to me." Abby blushed.

"Damn it Abigail, if you're never willing to take the hardest step in anything then you're never going to have a lasting relationship." McGee exclaimed.

"Maybe I'm okay with that! And don't call me Abigail!" Abby yelled back.

"Well maybe I'm not okay with it." McGee challenged.

"Tim, stop. I'm not planning on getting married or anything. I wasn't planning on having kids either but that went out the window. I'm happy with my life, so whatever. I'm over it." Abby said softly.

"Abby, please. I don't know what I did last time, but please give me another chance. Abby, I love you. I always have, even before I met you. I knew I would fall in love with you the first time Tony talked about you. And I know I'll still be in love with you when our kids' kids have kids. And if you can't accept that, fine. If you don't want that, fine. Just tell me and I'll leave you alone. But you have to tell me. Abby you have to talk to me."

"Timmy, I do like you, more than just a friend maybe, but I just don't know so give me some space!" they looked at each other for a minute, and then Abby whispered, "I just need to think."

Tim wanted to say more, but couldn't think of what to say, so he settled for working on the case. Every few seconds, they would glance at each other, blush, and look away sadly.

Ziva, Tony, and Gibbs had all been down regularly for updates. No one seemed to notice anything was wrong. At four, they left to the hospital. The thirty minute car ride was completely silent. The check up went well; the kids were fine. The drive back to NCIS was equally as silent.

"Abby, come with me." Ziva demanded.

Abby looked at Tim. "I'll be right back."

"What is going on?" Ziva demanded again.

"Nothing. It's.. It's nothing, Ziva." Abby muttered.

"You've been my best friend for a while and I've worked with you many years before that. Abby I know you, I know McGee, and I know something is wrong." Ziva pointed out.

"I blew it, Zee. He wants to get back together, and I do too, but I can't tell him that. He deserves so much more than that. More than me. I'm just some stupid goth girl that can't even get a life outside of her work of kids anymore because she was stupid enough to get knocked up and … and… He deserves better but I'm afraid he won't go looking for better because… I don't know why. Ziva help me?" Abby begged.

"With what?" Ziva asked.

"Tim deserves the best. And he's not going to because of me. And Josie and Jared." Abby shrugged.

"Maybe you are the best for him." Ziva reasoned.

"Ziva you don't get it…" Abby trailed off.

"Look, Abby, you're tired. You're confused. You're overwhelmed. You need to sleep." Ziva said.

"I can't. There's too much to do." Abby said, heading back into her lab.

Ziva grabbed her arm so she couldn't go. "Hence the overwhelmed part. Fine, go into your lab. Once this case is over you're going home. On vacation or something."

"I can't. I'm the only forensic scientist on Gibb's team. I knew that when I joined NCIS I wouldn't have time for any social life. Luckily Gibbs gives it to me sometimes, but I can't leave for more than a few days at a time. Once the twins are a little older, I can send them to a daycare and then it'll be okay. But until then I just have to survive. I'll be fine Ziva." Abby said, pacing around the hallway.

"Abby, you're on the edge of a nervous breakdown." Ziva accused.

Abby gave Ziva a long look before returning to her lab. Abby began to get back into her work. Ziva went back up the elevator to the squad room, where Gibbs was on the phone. Ziva patiently waited by his desk until he was done with his phone call.

"Gibbs, Abby needs a break." Ziva said.

"Then tell her to take one." Gibbs replied.

"I did. She will not listen to me. She is on the verge of a breakdown and she is overwhelmed with work and now her kids. And she will not take a break. Maybe if you talked to her—" Ziva started.

"I'm not going to make her do anything she doesn't want to do." Gibbs interrupted.

"Just talk to her. She is literally going crazy." Ziva begged.

Gibbs handed her a file. "Get me backgrounds on all these people."

"What are you going to do?" Ziva asked.

"Talk to Abby."

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"No, Ziva. I'm not going home." Abby said, without turning around to see who was behind her.

"It's not Ziva, Abs." Gibbs said.

Abby spun around. "Oh, hi Gibbs. I don't have anything for you yet. I'll call you when I have something." She said miserably.

"Where's McGee?" Gibbs asked.

"He's changing Josie's diaper in the bathroom. He'll be back in a few minutes if you want to talk to him." Abby said in the same monotone voice.

"Go get Jared, Abs." Gibbs instructed. Abby did. "Now look at him. He's your son. If something happens to you, what's going to happen to him? He'll probably go with McGee, right? Now think back on your life. What would you have done if your mother hadn't been there the whole time?"

"I wouldn't have survived." Abby grinned.

"Right. If you have a breakdown, you have to go to a mental hospital and you won't be able to raise your own kids. If you're so overwhelmed and exhausted on your way home that you crash and you end up hospitalized or dead, then your kids won't have a mother to look up to their whole life. What's that going to do to them?" Gibbs said all of this softly.

"It'll ruin them." Abby admitted.

"Go home." Gibbs urged.

"I can't, Gibbs, you have too much stuff for me to do."

"I said go home and that's an order!" Gibbs growled.

"Who's going to work this stuff?" Abby challenged.

"I'll find someone. You need to go home Abs."

McGee walked in. "She's falling asleep, so I'm going to put her in her crib. Hey boss."

"McGee," Gibbs said, not taking his eyes off Abby, "Take Abby, Josie, and Jared home."

"Yes boss." McGee didn't ask any questions, so he loaded Abby, Josie, and Jared into his car and drove back to Abby's apartment. When they got there, they each places a sleeping newborn in a designated crib. Tim led Abby to one of the couches there.

"You don't need to do this, Tim. I can handle myself." she muttered sleepily.

McGee put his hand on her cheek and forced her to look at him. "If that's what you really want, I'll leave."

"No, don't leave." she whispered. "I don't… I don't want you to leave." she whispered.

"Abby, I can't just stay and be here when you need me if you're not going to be there when I need you. I want to be your friend all the time. Not just when you're bored or lonely or need a favor. I've let you use me and lead me on for the past six years and I'm done. So you need to tell me right now if you want me to stay. And if you do and it doesn't work out again, so be it but you can't keep doing this to me!" McGee exclaimed.

Abby started crying. "I'm so sorry. I know I'm nothing but a bitch to you, but please don't leave."

Tim closed his eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you. You're not a bitch, you're a good person, Abby, and I know you're just looking out for yourself. But I need to look out for myself too. I love you, Abby, and I don't want to leave."

"Timmy?" Abby asked quietly.

"Yeah, Abs?"

"I—" Josie started crying, which woke Jared up which made him cry too. Abby and McGee stood up and walked into the twin's room. They took care of the twins and got them back to sleep, but their conversation was forgotten.

That night, McGee was listening to the radio as he tried to fall asleep on Abby's couch. He would never let anyone know, but he listened to dedications radio station every night before he went to sleep.

"Hi sweetie, you're on."

"Hi." came the awkward voice.

"Well hello, who is this?"

"I'm Abby."

"Hi Abby, welcome to the show. What can I do for you?" the radio asked.

"Well, I have this really good guy friend. We used to date but it didn't really work out. So we've been 'just friends' for a little over four years. We went to this concert together, got drunk, slept together, and I got pregnant. The twins were born about two weeks ago. I know he still loves me, and I think love him too, but I'm not sure. Actually, I am sure. I do love him but I'm not sure how to tell him. I've been denying it for years, but I'm done fighting!"

"First off, how are the twins and what are their names?"

"It's Josie and Jared; they're doing great."

"And what's his name?"

"Timmy. I mean, Tim."

If there was any doubt in McGee's mind, it was all gone now.

"Well, I'm not sure how you should tell him, but the joy of love is figuring it out for yourself. Did you have a song in mind?"

"Yes, I was wondering if you could play the Glee version of 'I Can't Fight This Feeling'."

"Of course."

I can't fight this feeling any longer.
And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow.
What started out as friendship,
Has grown stronger.
I only wish I had the strength to let it show.

And even as I wander,
I'm keeping you in sight.
You're a candle in the window,
On a cold, dark winter's night.
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might.

And I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
It's time to bring this ship into the shore,
And throw away the oars,

Baby I can't fight this feeling anymore.


My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you.
I've been running round in circles in my mind.
And it always seems that I'm following you, girl,
Cause you take me to the places,
That alone I'd never find.

And even as I wander,
I'm keeping you in sight.
You're a candle in the window,
On a cold, dark winter's night.
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might.

And I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
It's time to bring this ship into the shore,
And throw away the oars, forever.

Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
And if I have to crawl upon the floor,
Come crashing through your door,
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.

McGee quietly knocked on Abby's bedroom door.

"Come in." her voice whispered. McGee walked in and saw her sitting on her bed with Josie and Jared sleeping next to her. Tim sat next to her.

"Abby," he began.

"You heard it, didn't you?" she asked, knowing the answer.

"Yes, I did." McGee replied. "I love you, Abby."

"I… I love you Timmy." Abby whispered.

Nothing could describe the look of pure joy on McGee's face when she said that. And of course, he leaned forward and kissed her.