Chapter 3

"Gibbs…" she moaned as she sagged into his side, semiconscious

"Dammit Abby! I told you to tell me if you started feeling bad again!" Gibbs growled as he supported her from around the waist.

"It just happened today…" She said very faintly

Gibbs saw that she was fading fast and decided the scolding could be saved for later. He hoped she lasted until they got down to Ducky. Finally the elevator dinged and they were at autopsy. Gibbs made to walk Abby out but she started to fall forward. He quickly grabbed her up and strode through the doors into autopsy.

"Jethro. What can I-? Good Lord! What is the matter with Abigail?!" Ducky exclaimed when we saw the limp form Gibbs was holding.

"I don't know Duck. She fainted. She also did a month or so ago, but swore it was because she hadn't eaten. I should've brought her in. Dammit Duck! This is my fault"

"Jethro. It is not. But let us not worry about that right now. We need to take care of Abigail, yes?"

"Right. Of course."

Ducky started his examination of Abby and was part of the way through when she regained consciousness.

"Abigail, dear. How are you feeling?" Ducky asked gently

Abby took a second to realize where she was and to remember what happened. As soon as she did she met Gibbs' penetrating stare and knew she was in trouble later.

"I feel fine now Ducky" she said even as she felt nauseous and dizzy. She attempted to sit up and almost passed out again.

"Abby." Gibbs growled as he grabbed her. "Ducky. Do something. Can't you?"

"Gonna…throw…up" she moaned and with that turned her head to the side and upchucked.

"Abigail. Tell me whats bothering you." Ducky inquired.

"Dizzy. Tired. Nauseous. Weak. Cold." She said weakly

"And how long as this been going on?"

"A couple times a month."

Ducky turned towards Gibbs as he said "Jethro. Will you please excuse us for a minute? I need to talk to Abigail privately."

Gibbs looked as though he was about to fight but then gave Ducky and stepped outside.

"Abigail." Ducky asked ever so gently. "I need you to answer this question honestly, and don't be embarrassed. When was the last time you had your period?"

Abby blushed. "Now." She whispered.

"Do you have it more than once a month?"

"Yes."

"Is it relatively heavy?"

"Yes."

"Dear girl, I am almost positive you are anemic and right now very dehydrated. I can give you a pill that will fix your irregularity. And we'll get plenty of fluids in you and you can also take an iron pill and you should be fine."

Abby sighed in relief. She knew it was something like that but had been too embarrassed to tell anyone.

"Let me go tell Jethro so that he can stop his worrying. Is that alright with you?"

"That's fine Duck. Thanks."

"Of course, dear. You need to stay with someone tonight…I assume..?

"Gibbs will let me stay with him." She answered.

Ducky left to tell Gibbs, and a couple of minutes later they both came back in. Gibbs had a soft expression on his face.

"Come on Abs. Lets go home."

Sorry this had a lame ending. :/ Please don't stop reading my stories. I swear I'll do better on my next story.