I don't want to be a part of this family anymore!!!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY RIGHTS TO NCIS THEY ARE PROPERTY OF DON BELLISARIO AND CBS

Warning: Contains spanking of an adult

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Present time:

KNOCK. KNOCK. "Abby are you in there?" Tony spoke softly as he opened the door. "Whoa, I have never seen inside this room before, this is unbelievable."

"Move over, Tony I can't see anything. Is she there? Wow, I can't , I mean I do , but I , well all I can say wow. Is this room what I think it is?" stumbled McGee.

"I would not know McGee, I can't see through your head." Ziva mumbled." Oh, my!," was all Ziva could say as she took in the full view of the room. The room was clearly that of a little girl, the walls were pink with a white railing halfway down the wall. On the walls were white shelves cluttered with an assortment of Strawberry Shortcake dolls and Rainbow Brite figurines. In the center of the room was a beautiful hand-carved white canopy twin bed. The bed was covered in pink and white eyelet lace sheets and a white comforter. The room looked like a time capsule from a little girl's life, and the team knew instantly they were in Kelly's room. In such a room full of bright colors, in the right corner stood a figure clad in black, nose in the corner, obviously in deep thought, because she failed to notice the three figures standing in the middle of the room taking in the view.

"Abby, Abby", Tony said quietly as not to alert Gibbs that they were upstairs. " ABBY. Are you ok?"

"Tony, McGee, Ziva. What are you doing here? Does Gibbs know you are up here? I assume not, since you are talking so quietly. What are you looking at me that way for, have I grown a third eye or something?" Abby inquired.

"Well, now that the silence is broken, I just have one question for you Abby. What in the ever Goth lovin' mind is wrong with you? Has some of the tattoo ink crossed over into your brain?" Tony whispered in a not gentle tone.

"What do you mean Tony? Me, out of my mind, I should think not. I am in full capacity of my mind. I am the one stuck up here, in this room, facing a corner, and feeling like a little child. I mean, do you honestly feel that a person of my age and intelligence should be treated like this. I , I UGH!!!!" Abby just threw her hands in the air as she took in the total look of the room. " I mean he even put me in a child's room". Abby continued on her tirade, failing to take in the shocked expressions of her partners.

"Abby, calm down a minute." McGee tried to reason with her.

" Abby." Ziva finally snapped and grabbed Abby by the shoulders and gave her a hard shake. "Get off your high hat, and think about this room and what it means," Ziva quipped.

" Horse, Ziva, It's off your high horse. I do not think I am being, OH! " Abby stopped midsentence as she fully appreciated the room. " Is this who's room I think it is? Oh my, it is beautiful. I was so lost in my own pity I never looked around. Poor Gibbs, having nowhere else to put me, he had to place me in here. This had to reopen closed wounds. What kind of person does that make me? I mean, I know what kind of person I think I am, but then sometimes my temper gets me, or my mouth runs ahead of my brain and I start to ramble, but that does make me a bad person." Abby continued on her rant until McGee interrupted her.

"Abby, have you ever known Gibbs to be forced to do anything he does not want to? Maybe, just maybe Gibbs knew all along what he was doing putting you here. Maybe he is trying to get a point across by putting you in here. I mean, that is until your little tirade back there, you yelling you do not want to be a part of this family anymore, did you mean it Abby? " McGee said with a look of honesty in his eyes.

"Look Abby," started Ziva, " I am the newest member here and even I can see that Gibbs thinks of you as he would his own daughter. I must admit that even I sometimes pick up a paternal feeling from Gibbs, especially when he feels the need for a little 'father-daughter' chat with me. Though, usually after those chats I am not sitting well, but I can see it in his eyes that what he is doing is only being done to help me learn something."

With a sudden intake of breath, Abby put her head in her hands and simply stammered," Wha-What have I done? How can Gibbs ever forgive me? I was only trying to help you guys, I never thought about the consequences. I never thought I would get caught so easily. It was just going to be a onetime thing. By the way, I never figured out how Vance got a copy of that tape and who identified me in it?"

Abby did not see McGee's slight blush or else she would have found the answer to her own question.

One week earlier:

The loud music could be heard two halls down from the lab but Abby did not care. She was secretly celebrating how her great idea of going our into the field and collecting some samples from the suspect's yard had helped their case. Granted, she would never forget the momentary panic that set in after she realized that she was being shot at, but if General Mass Spec gave her the results she anticipated then she knew it was all worth the little risk. "Thank goodness Gibbs never found out about the whole gunshot, direct disobedience thing, " she murmured to herself.

"Talking to yourself Abs?" Gibbs said from behind her.

"Gi-Gibbs, what are you doing here? I mean, I know what you are doing here at NCIS, but I mean what are you doing down here in my lab, I mean not that you are not always welcome here, but.. wait a minute I did not hear the elevator ding. Are you sneaking up on me? " Abby questioned with a slight tilt of her head.

"Nope, just thought I would take the stairs, why should I need to sneak up on you? Are you planning something? Are you hiding something from me? You know I always find out so better fess up now if something is wrong. You know if I find out something is wrong or you deliberately are hiding something from me I take that as a direct lie. " Gibbs now pulled Abby's chin up so she was looking directly into his eyes. Those steel blue eyes relayed a deep sense of trust and a no nonsense take on the truth. "I am asking you directly now Abs, are you hiding anything from me?

Abby looked straight into Gibbs eyes and answered, "Gibbs do you think I could ever lie to you? No, I am not hiding anything." Well, at least not a tangible object thing, just an activity, Abby rationalized her lie to herself.

"OK, Abs. I believe you, but you know how I feel about people lying to me. Do I need to remind you of the consequences for lying to me?" Gibbs asked with a squint of his eyes.

"Nope, Gibbs. I can clearly remember the discomfort from the last time I tried to go around you with a lie. So, nope, it is crystal clear, Sir!" Abby did her salute, knowing it provoke a smile from Gibbs.

" Good, then go back to talking to yourself, I will go see if the three musketeers upstairs have found any new evidence to help get this case closed." Beep!Beep!Beep! Gen Mass Spec sent out a warning of a positive match. "Anything concerning me here Abs before I leave?"? Gibbs said turning towards the machine.

" No, No, Gibbs," Abby said as she rushed to stand in front of the machine. "Just running some basic diagnostics, you know some chemical analytical stuff you would not understand."

"OK Abs, if you get anything new call me. " Gibbs said as he walked out of the lab towards the elevator.

"Great, just great! I was so excited about getting the new evidence I did not think of how I was going to slip the results in without someone knowing that I did it. I wonder…." Abby muttered to herself as she turned and grabbed the test results off the machine. Then a semi genius smile spread across her face, she knew just how she would pull this off.

What will Abby do? If only she thought things before she acted. Thanks so much for the reviews.