Disclaimer in 1st Chapter.
A/N: It has been a while since the last update so guys here it is. Not as exciting as the next chaper hehe.
10:58 thats what time the door bell rang in the morning.
"Come in the door is open." Abby shouted from her bedroom, quickly picking up her Glock then slamming the safe door closed and sliding the wall back into place, righted her clothes then shut the closet door behind her.
That is how Gibbs found her when he stood at the door of her bedroom he caught her just closing the closet door. Abby in her black combat trousers and a black tank top with a batman logo on the front of the top already had on her platforms on which made her stand 3 inches taller, she also had a studded collar to finish it off.
"You know you should keep that door locked Abbs." Giving her a slight glare as he said it.
"Well I just came in from being down in the laundry room, so I didn't think to lock it again when I knew you would be here." Yet another little white lie. She never locks the door why would she?
"Well I could have been anybody Abby." Gibbs tryed to make her see sense. He didn't want her to get herself hurt, or worse killed.
"But it wasn't, It was you." She picked up her case which her Glock was stored in and went to walked past Gibbs mm he smells soo good she thought as Abby brushed past him.
Gibbs was in a plain blue T-shirt that brought his eyes out and denim jeans which did wonders for his butt.
"Is that your gun?" He asked while looking at her black case with a crome bat on the front and back of it.
"Yeah... I brought it like ages ago, I think it was when I moved to D.C" Only because her other one got trashed while on a mission, Abby was so sad to see her baby go It was a limited addition her father gave it to her as an 18th birthday presant.
"Oh... have you ever shot it?" Gibbs asked curiously as he followed Abby to the door of her appartment.
"Yeah a few times." Killed a few people with it too but she didn't want to say that out loud in the hallway of her appartment.
"So you know how to shot it then?" He was side by side with Abby as they made there way down the steps to his car.
"Well of course I know how to shot a gun, I am a ballistics specialist." She chuckled lightly, he revved the engine then shot of in the direction of the shooting range.
The journey was spent in silence apart from Abby turning on the radio to her favourite radio station. She kept telling herself that she needed to tell him about this mission that her Dad had come to take her on, but she was still afraid of his reaction to her double life.
Once out of the car they headed for the entrance to sign in. Gibbs went up first to sign them both in and pay for the both of them too. Abby's eyes widened when she saw Richard behind the counter she gently shook her head and motioned towards Gibbs as if to say 'He doesn't know I come here five times a week, and know everyone that works here buy name.' Richard got the message and just smiled at her instead. Gibbs gave him a funny look and then took his girl to the furthest booth away.
"Ok Abs I'll go first and show you how its done and, you can watch how I shoot. Ok?" Gibbs unhooked his guns from its resting place on his hip the stood at the yellow line.
"Ok master shooter." She took in how he was standing and thought that if he relaxed his right shoulder a fraction more and bend his elbow out just a bit he would be in a perfect position. As she made these little notes he began firing at the target, after he had finished of his mag, he pressed the button on the wall to bring in the target. On his target there was a nice grouping of bullet holes in the middle. But as Abby thought if he had checked himself he would have had a tighter grouping in the chest.
"Well done Gibbs!" She jumped for him pulling him in for a tight bear hug.
He looked over the sheet once he had done and smiled to himself. "Yeah 'spose." He pulled it off and then stuck another one up for Abby. She was thinking to herself how she could play this one off.
"Ok Abby keep relaxed that is the key." He wrapped his arms around Abby and all she could think about was his firm chest and the smell of sawdust invading her senses. He was showing her the best way to position her arms and body, then he let her go. If Gibbs held on to her any longer then he would have done something very embarrasing.
All Abby could do was smile at his guidance. If only you knew Gibbs, if only you knew.
"Where did you get that done Abs?!" Talking about he gun it was not just a normal Glock it had little crome bats either side of the gun.
"Oh this it was a limited edition, custom made handgun it is a semi-automatic and it is fitted perfectly for my hand and my hand only. Why do you like it?" Abby pumped the top to get the bullet in the chamber.
"That must have cost you a fortune I hope you take care of it." His gut was telling him that something wasn't right.
"Of course I do, and you are right it cost a few bucks." Abby then walked up to the yellow line I could have some fun with this. She turned to him with a cheeky smile. "Wanna bet Gibbs?"
"Depends." Gibbs kept a straight face but he was smiling on the inside.
"Ok so how about err..... if I win I get to head slap you in front of everyone in the bullpen." She smirked and tilted her head towards him for his input.
"So what about if I win?" He didn't like how confident she sounded, but he thought she couldn't possibly be better then him with all of his core training and sniper training all he knew the only training she has had is self defence classes.
"I will let you decide my silver-haired fox."
"How about if I win you have to give up Caf-Pow! for a week." Her face dropped and Gibbs instantly knew she didn't like the bargin but if he was going to let her slap him infront of the team then he had to play dirty to.
"I can live with that but are you sure you can handle the embarrassment infront of your team."
"I'm sure I can handle it IF you win that is." As he watched her turn to the line he had an uneasy feeling go through him. As she stood with her custom made gun, he couldn't fault her position at all she stood better then his field agents. Then she started shooting, still no fault in her position. Now his head was filling with hundreds of questions. Since when did she know how to shoot? How long for? Why didn't she tell me? Who taught her? Why isn't it in her file?.....
Abby pushing the button to bring the target up broke his thought pattern. He felt dread in his gut as the target came closer, a very very tight grouping in the centre of the target. Abby could see out of the corner of her eye the movement of Gibbs's throat as he gulped.
"How.... Where di.... " He didn't know what to ask first he just kept looking at the best target sheet he had ever seen even when he was in the core nobody could shoot like this.
"I know I should have told you Gibbs..."
"Ya' Think Abs."
"Look let me finish ok then you can rant and rave." After a short pause she carried on. "I need to tell you because you will wonder why I am just going to take of for months and months on end."
"Months why, where are you going?" Gibbs stood closer to her you can't leave for months who will make me feel human? Who will make me smile? He gave her a hardend stare and that is when he saw that she wasn't frightened of him like everyone else was, not that she wasn't anyway but he had never stared at her like that before.
"Lets go to the diner across the street and I will tell you everything ok." Abby put her gun back in its housing then walked towards the exit, as she passed the sign in desk she nodded to Richard who was still stood behind the desk.
They got a table in the corner of the diner out of everyones way.
"So Abs you gonna tell me who trained you?" Gibbs said then flagged down the waitress and asked for two cups of coffee.
"Well it was my dad, after my mum died he was a wreck. He used to take me to work with him, but just in the offices not out on assignments, then when I was 12 he took me out hunting, and taught me the art of shooting and tracking an enemy. What can I say I became really good at it...." The waitress brought over 2 steaming cups of coffee. "He then took me to the range every day until the age of 16, you could say the pupil overtook the teacher that is when I then joined his government organization, I still remember my first mission, you never get over that first kill."
"You killed someone at 16 and your dad let you?" Gibbs couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Didn't you hear me Gibbs, my dad trained me to be the best asassin in the country and I became that person, I had no guilt when I killed people because that is how I was brought up no mercy I still don't. We had our reasons for killing them it needed to be done and we did it. I'm a bit like Ziva in so many ways except I'm much quicker and alround better than her not to boast but I am and our government is alot higher then hers."
"So you have lied to me then. All these year Abbs and you didn't tell me?!" Gibbs felt like he had been betrayed and but someone he thought he could depend on.
"No I thought I left that side of me behind when I decided to go to college when I was 24. Gibbs I know you feel like I have betrayed you but I haven't not really, you never asked what I did before and you just read my file, my dad fixed that one up for me, just like he got me this job and if I don't do this last assignment for him he can just as easliy take it away." Abby looked Gibbs right in the eye and he knew she was telling the truth his gut was telling him she was telling the truth.
"What is the assignment?" Gibbs took a gulp of his coffee. A man of few words.
"I don't know yet, me and my dad are going to discuse it tomorrow. He says it's a pretty tough mission and that I should be prepared for the worst, nobody else can do it so he is sending me on my own."
"No! I will NOT let you go on your own." Gibbs gave her another stare but got nowhere with it.
"Unfortunatly you have no say in it, Gibbs I will be fine I promise. I have fought bigger battles ok." Abby drank down the bitter liquid enjoying the warmth going down the back of her throat.
"We will see about that." Gibbs could never stay angry at Abby for long, he was just a little over protective and now even though he knew she didn't need protecting he still couldn't help himself old habits die hard he thought to himself.
"Ok Gibbs I warned you my dad is very stubborn and very powerful I mean he must be to raise a cold blooded killer no?" Abby yawned she was tired she didn't get much sleep the other night because of her stupid neighbours having a party down the hall from her. "Hey Gibbs I'm pretty tired could you drop me off at my appartment please?" How could he deny her, he has never been able to say no to her.
"Sure Abbs, sure."
They got up and Gibbs paid for the coffees then they walk together to his car. The ride to Abby's place was spent in silence mainly because Gibbs didn't know what to say.
He then proceeded to walk her to her door just to make sure no looneys where out tonight.
"Night Gibbs, thanks for not making a scene and for understanding." Abby hugged him she was bout to pull back when he held onto her.
His lips where right next to her ear when he said "there is still time for me to do that, when you tell me the full story." He moved his head so he could look into her eyes then he did something totally out of character. He cupped her cheek in his hand and kissed her hard on the lips, Abby immediatly responded by grabbing his kneck and pulling his flush with her body. He backed her into the door and continued the assault on her lips. He broke away first to get some much needed air.
"Have a nice night Abbs." And with one last peck on the cheek he was gone. Abby smiled to herself and opened her appartment door, she then went in and closed it after her, all of sudden she jumped up and down like she had won a lifetime supply of Caf Pow!
Well guys hope you all enjoyed that chapter another one should be up in the next couple of days not months this time hehe.
Don't think that the Gabby bit has come to soon because the fluffyness is about to be shaved lol. More twists and turns later.
Have a WONDERFUL day or night. xx