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Tony and Gibbs watched in slow motion as Abby collapsed, but thanks to their phenomenal training and reflexes they both lunged for her. Gibbs grabbed the quickly sagging Abby around the waist and scooped her up into his arms as Tony made sure he had her. Then Abby surprised them both by slightly regaining consciousness

"Pt me down 'Ibbs. M'fine. I c'walk." She slurred.

"Bullshit Abby. I'm not playing your game, we're going to see Ducky. Now." Gibbs growled as he attempted to carry her out of her lab with Tony in the lead to the elevator.

Abby started struggling and if it hadn't have been for Tony, she would have gone crashing to the ground, but between Tony and Gibbs they were able to lower the ever so struggling girl to the ground slowly.

"Abby!" Tony cried "Stop it!"

"Abs. I'm not kidding." Gibbs said in a menacing voice.

"Look. I don't need to go see Ducky. It's low blood sugar. I haven't eaten in a while. I promise. I'm fine now. Ok? Please, Gibbs?" Abby complained.

Tony and Gibbs exchanged a long look and then each took turns in assessing Abbys condition before they agreed that fine, she didn't have to go see Ducky, but she had to come up to the bullpen and rest. Abby was mad at herself for having passed out in front of both of them but was grateful she convinced them she was ok. She decided then, though, that she needed to talk to Gibbs. So as they entered the elevator to go back up to the bullpen, she said, turning to Tony "I left my sweater. The black one? Will you get it please?"

"No problem Abby" he said with a smile "I'll meet ya'll back in the bullpen."

As the doors closed and the elevator started moving, Gibbs pushed the emergency stop button and the lift froze.

"Talk to me Abs" Gibbs said softly, his eyes full of concern.

"Ok. Well. I haven't felt very well lately, and I didn't want to tell anyone because you know I don't like that kind of attention, and people to worry about and everything and so-"

"Abby. Slow down. Why didn't you come to me? You should've come to me."

"I know, Gibbs. I know. I just. Ugh. I don't know. But I mean. I'm fine. I only feel awful upon occasion. Please don't make me go see a doctor or anything like that. I think its just the flu. Gibbs. Pleaasee."

Gibbs gave her a long scrutinizing stare and then said "Ok. I won't. This time. If this happens again. Or even close or you start feeling bad you tell me. Me. Do we understand each other?"

Abby sighed with relief. "We understand each other." She said.

Gibbs started the lift back up and they entered the bullpen.

"Abby!" McGee greeted with surprise. "Are you..? I mean. What are you doing here?" He gave a nervous glance in the direction of his boss.

"You look better than earlier, Abby. I trust you are feeling better, yes?" Ziva inquired.

"I am-" Abby started to say but was interrupted by Tony saying "She's going to hang with us for a while. Is that ok Probie?"

"Of course it is." McGee answered somewhat irritated

"Ok. Enough chit chat! Back to work!" Gibbs commanded

The rest of the day went by without ordeal and so did the next couple of weeks. Gibbs was convinced now that Abby had had the flu. People pass out from that, right? Right. And honestly, Abby was feeling better than she had. Until one day a month or so later she came to work most terribly sick. No one noticed because she covered it up so well, but she was not doing well and was rapidly going downhill. She was in the garage looking for evidence in a car brought in and the team came down to check her progress. She was leaning inside the trunk when they arrived and Gibbs stepped up behind her.

"What do ya got Abby?" he asked briskly like always.

She jerked her head out of the trunk and stumbled as her world swayed.

"Whoa. Easy." Gibbs muttered as he grabbed her waist to steady her, concern in his eyes.

The other members of the team didn't seem to notice as they were arguing with DiNozzo about some comment her had made.

"DiNozzo. David. McGee. I'm going to take a look at some of the results Abby got in her lab. Go back upstairs and continue searching for things. Oh. And take the stairs." Gibbs commanded

They looked puzzled but agreed.

Gibbs still had his arm around Abby's waist as he guided her to the elevator after the rest of the team was gone.

Once they were inside, he leaned her up against the back wall. "Abby?" he asked. "Are you alright?"

"Gibbs…" she moaned as she sagged into his side semi conscious.

TBC...