Chapter Three

Ducky awoke around 11pm that night, not realizing how long he had slept. Abby was slowly awakening as well. Ducky got up and made a call to the nurse that took care of his mother. Thankfully she was still there, he asked her to stay the night, something had come up. Putting down his cell he walked over to Abby and kissed her lightly on the head.

"Hello my dear." Ducky said smiling.

"What time is it Ducky?" Abby asked groggily as she stretched on the bed.

"It's a little after 11pm dearest," seeing the panic on her face he continued, "Don't worry, Mrs. Jackson is staying the night with mother so I can be with you. Are you still hungry my dear?"

Abby nodded the affirmative and Ducky headed for her kitchen. Pulling out some food he made a hasty dinner for them both. Noticing Abby hadn't come out of the bedroom, Ducky brought dinner to her. He sat down next to her and they ate. Abby was barely able to keep her eyes open after eating so Ducky picked up the dinner mess and took it to the kitchen. Upon returning to the bedroom he noticed she was once again fast asleep. Stripping down to his boxers and t-shirt Ducky crawled into bed. He wrapped his arms around Abby in a protective embrace. Yes, Ducky Mallard had fallen in love with Abby.

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Abby's alarm clock went off at 7am waking both Ducky and Abby. The two had lain together all night in each others arms, with Ducky's arms drifting toward her belly in a protective embrace during the night. Abby yawned and put her head on Ducky's shoulder not wanting to leave the warmth and comfort of the bed and his arms. As much as Ducky would have loved to stay this way he knew that they needed to get up and go to work. He would have to stop by his house to get a change of clothes and check on mother. Getting up Ducky grabbed a towel and headed toward the shower. As Abby watched Ducky go to take a shower, a rather naughty thought popped into her head. Grinning rather mischievously Abby got up, stripped and decided that she too was in need of a shower.

Ducky was enjoying the warm water hit his skin as he washed his hair and worked out the early morning kinks, he didn't hear the door open and close as Abby entered the shower. Washing his hair, his eyes were closed when he felt a pair of hands rubbing his scalp. Groaning Ducky knew Abby was up and was in a naughty mood. Abby's hands moved lower, tracing patterns over his chest and then finally his penis. She slowly stroked it and felt it harden as she did. Ducky groaned with pleasure enjoying the ministrations of Abby's hands. Abby loved the look of total pleasure that was on Ducky's face and increased her tempo. Ducky's eyes opened and suddenly Abby was caught in a passionate kiss that left her helpless in Ducky's arms. His tongue was plundering her mouth at will and then she felt herself being turned around and pressed against the shower wall. Ducky took one hand and felt how wet Abby was, that knowledge only increased his desire for her. Spreading her legs he slowly entered her feeling how good she felt wrapped around him. He knew in the back of his mind there wasn't much time, and as much as he enjoyed taking his time making love to Abby, this wasn't going to be one of them. He pumped in and out of Abby, taking his hands he started to caress Abby's breasts which brought a guttural groan from Abby. He could feel how close they both were and in few more thrusts Abby was coming around him and soon he came, spilling himself inside her. Kissing her back Ducky turned Abby around and placed a tender kiss on her lips.

"Wow Ducky! That is one heck of a way to wake up." Abby said still slightly out of breath

"It certainly is my dear."

They both dressed and headed their separate ways. Ducky ran home quickly and got a change of clothes then headed to autopsy making a mental note to head up to Abby's lab before 11 so he could be there when she found out the test results. He was nervous he had to admit. He was still somewhat uncertain about being a father but if it was to be then he was going to relish it. He was already thinking about asking Abby to move in with him, and converting one of the upstairs bedrooms into a nursery. These of course were all contingent on Abby agreeing. Yes the next couple of hours were sure to change his life one way or another.

Ducky looked at the clock and it read 10:45. He decided to take up the blood samples and fingerprints himself. Jimmy was gone today, his mother had been taken ill. Gathering the evidence and chain of evidence sheet for Abby to sign, Ducky got into the elevator and headed to her lab awaiting a test result that was sure to change everything.