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Spoilers: 2x22 'SWAK', 7x16 'Mother's Day', 7x17 'Double Identity'

"I hate the rain," grumbled Tony as he looked out the windows to see that it was raining, again. Normally Tony did not mind the rain but it had been raining almost non stop for the better part of two weeks, it was getting ridiculous.

"Why are you scowling at the windows?" ask a voice and Tony looked up to see Jimmy leaning over his cubicle partition.

"Because it's raining, Palmer," he replied.

"So?"

"It's been raining more or less non stop for almost two weeks now! I'm sick of it," Tony said throwing another dirty look at the windows and the rain.

"Running out of things to do indoors?" teased Jimmy.

"Yes!" shot back Tony. "I want to go for a run outside or even just go for a walk in the park and not have to bring an umbrella with me," he whined.

"Nothing stopping you from running outside during the breaks, Tony," he reminded his friend.

Tony snorted. "And then get caught in one of the sudden downpours? No thank you. Last time I did that and got caught in the rain Brad threatened to keep me in the hospital for a day."

"You could always just go to a gym, you know."

"Did that already, it's boring."

"Well, then I can't help you," Jimmy said shrugging his shoulders slightly.

"Why are you in such a good mood?" asked Tony suspiciously. It had not escaped his notice that for the past week Jimmy had some extra spring in his step. First Ducky and now Jimmy, he was beginning to wonder what was in the air down in autopsy, on second thought perhaps he did not want to know. "Don't think I haven't noticed, Palmer," Tony said when he saw Jimmy's surprised look. "First Ducky and now you, so spill, Palmer. What's going on?"

"Nothing, everything's just good right now, that's all," he replied smiling a bit.

"I take it you and Breena have been hitting it off then?" asked Tony.

"You could say that," Jimmy said blushing slightly.

"Go, Jimmy," Tony replied smiling at his friend and waggling his eyebrows suggestively. That just caused Jimmy to blush even more. "Well, that solves one mystery. So do you know what's up with Ducky?" he asked putting a stop to his good-natured teasing.

"I don't know but he's been like that for the past couple of weeks," replied Jimmy. "It's nice though."

"Why's that?"

"Remember when he was kind of depressed like two months ago?"

"Yeah." Ducky had been out of sorts towards the middle of January but he had brushed off their concern saying that it was just a case of the winter blues, nothing to concern themselves with.

"Well, Dr. Mallard just seems a lot happier now, it's nice."

"I'm not saying that it's not nice, Jimmy, because it is. I just want to know what's causing this sudden happiness, that's all."

"You could always just ask him."

"Or I could always wait and ask Abby."

"Why would you ask Abby?" asked Jimmy, confusion evident in his voice.

"Because, Jimmy, I'm not the only one who's noticed that something's different with Ducky and no one can resist or stop Abby when she's on a mission."

"True."