Show me… Abigail Sciuto.

Kate kept her eyes closed longer than usual. She wanted to remember past memories first.

She thought of when she and Abby had made a deal to trick McGee out of 20 bucks. Abby had 'forced' her to put on a hat she had made, telling McGee secretly that she would bet him 20 bucks she could make Kate where it. McGee had lost, and they split the money.

Kate recalled the picture of Abby she had drawn one day. It had been Abby as a vampire bat. It hadn't been well drawn at all, but she had loved it nevertheless.

Kate also remembered all the times she and Abby had hung out after work, and how Abby had helped her with her dog, Tony. They had used DiNozzo's cap as a bowl when DiNozzo didn't buy one.

She missed that a lot. Having fun with Abby, playing around with her. She missed the whole team, sure, but she loved being around Abby. At least she has Ziva now. It's good that they warmed up to each other. They both need each other more than they'll ever know. But I can't turn back time. If I could, I… I don't know if I would. They're happy. They seem incredibly happy. The team doesn't need me to be happy, they're adults. They move on.

Kate smiled, and finally opened her eyes. Of course, Abby was in her lab, starting up all the machines. After all, it was only morning. She watched as she sat on one of her stools with wheels, pushing herself away from the evidence she had brought in to compare, holding two plastic bags.

Patiently, she observed as Abby compared the two strands of hair. She used microscopes, and then somehow had the image on the computer, using that to compare them somehow.

Kate wasn't sure how exactly this was all working, or what exactly Abby was doing. Reasons why I wasn't a forensic scientist. This all looks so confusing. I feel like Gibbs when he's watching people use majorly advanced technology. She laughed, remembering. Her eyes continued around the room, just to see the lab again. Eventually, they rested on Abby again, who was now talking to Ducky. He had brought her evidence to work on, and she was already getting to work.

"What, no Caf-Pow?"

Ducky laughed at her. "Sorry, Abigail. However, I believe Jethro will bring you all you can drink."

They both smiled, and Ducky left the room, leaving Abby to her work once more.

Kate watched her continue her work, more rapidly this time as she worked on several different pieces of evidence, most probably from different crimes as well. Kate didn't wait for Gibbs to come in. It was the same routine every time. Even if it didn't bore her, she didn't want to wait that long.

Quickly, she closed her eyes and opened them over and over, taking in all the important rooms in the building: the Director's office, the main floor, Abby's lab, the autopsy room, and the interrogation room.

Finishing her sweep, she sat back, keeping her eyes closed. Kate heard footsteps behind her. Out of habit, she responded the way she would have back at the agency.

"How may I help you, Director?"