"You had sex last night!"
"Abby, how is it that you always know?"
"I'm just that good. Besides, I know that smile. It's either really romantic or kinda creepy that you both have the same 'I-just-had-sex' smile."
"Well, McGee and I do have that special connection."
"Ha ha. Seriously, Ziva has the same expression the morning after you two…"
"Abby…"
"Oh, I'm not saying a word. Not that the famous 'Rule #12" shouldn't be broken anyway…"
"Oh? Do tell!"
"DiNozzo!"
"Yeah, boss?"
"Don't you have somewhere else to be?"
"No. I mean…yes."
With that, Tony scurried out of Abby's lab, leaving the two alone.
"Good Morning."
"Good morning, my silver-haired sex god." Upon seeing his confusion, Abby smiled and gave in, "Just trying new things. New case?"
"Not yet. Just wanted some time with you."
"And see, I thought you had plenty of that last night…and the night before…and the night before that."
"What can I say, I'm addicted."
Several minutes later, their kiss was interrupted by a familiar buzzing noise.
"You better take that."
"Nothing is as important as you, Abs."
"I like the sound of that! But seriously…"
"Ok. Gibbs… Ok, I'll be right down."
"What's up?"
"Don't know. Someone is here to see me, apparently."
Abby followed him into the elevator, remembering that she had something to ask him.
"Oh! I almost forgot, I got a new phone this morning. So I want to take your picture so that when you call, your handsome face appears."
"NO!"
"Please, please, please? Gibbs?"
"No!"
"Please, I'll never ask you for anything ever again."
"Abby—"
"Come on, ever?"
"Well, maybe not ever, but I won't ask for anything else for at least…a week."
Thinking this could be fun, he agreed.
"Sure. Where and when?"
"Here…and now."
"Boss, there is a young woman here waiting to see you. I sent her to the lounge."
And he was off…Abby was momentarily jealous, but found she was actually happy to feel that way. Like Gibbs, it had been awhile since she had truly loved someone…'Oh fuck, did I just say LOVE?!' enough to be jealous. Shaking off her shock, she continued to photograph her friends/co-workers; deciding to leave all other thoughts until later.
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'This is getting old', Abby thought as she hung up the phone. Once again, she had received a call from Tony telling her that Gibbs' life had almost ended. She hadn't realized how much she was shaking until she heard the clatter of her phone dropping to the ground. She suddenly felt ill from the thoughts running through her head.
She remembered telling Ducky how the thought of never kissing Gibbs again made her incredibly sad. How devastated she was when McGee had told her about the explosion, which nearly cost Gibbs his life. She remembered the agony she felt as she watched him walk out of her life. She remembered every time she had gotten her hopes up that he would realize his feelings for her and then was disappointed. And yet something about her conversation with Ducky began to bother her more…'what had he said? Something about realizing her feelings?'
Feeling dizzy, Abby barely made it to the couch before the images overwhelmed her. She saw his smile, felt his lips on her cheek, felt his hand on her back, felt his lips on hers, felt his hands roaming her body, felt his tongue taste her, felt his arms around her…she saw him. And an even greater surprise was her realization that she had always been in love with him. She laughed at how simple and yet life-changing this concept was for her.
"What is he going to think about it?"
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Upon waking up, realizing he had once again cheated death, Gibbs had immediately rushed to see Abby. He found her sitting on his couch, having been waiting for him to grab dinner. Her phone was lying in the middle of the floor, obviously dropped in her shock. 'Damnit, DiNozzo!' Abby, herself, was staring at the floor and barely lifted her head up when he knelt down beside her. He saw the unmistakable tracks of tears, and noticed her beautiful eyes were brimming with fresh ones.
"Abby—"
"This has to stop, Gibbs."
"What does?"
"I can't keep…I can't do it again."
Gibbs' heart raced. His thoughts went straight towards the idea of her ending their…whatever it was. He was speechless from the pain the idea caused.
"Abby, please…don't do this."
"Do what?" Abby noticed the panic in his eyes and felt his hands clamp down on her thighs. "I only mean that I can't keep receiving these calls. The ones where I'm being told you almost died. I can't…Gibbs, I just—"
"My job is dangerous, Abby. You knew that going into this."
"Yeah, your job…I can handle that. But you keep blatantly putting yourself in danger. And don't fucking deny it!"
He noticed she was shaking—whether it was from her sudden anger or shock, he didn't know.
"I'm not denying anything, Abs. You're right."
"And…What?"
"I said, you're right. And I'm sorry."
"Gibbs—"
"There was a moment today when I thought my life was over. And do you know what I thought?"
"What?"
"That I'd never get to tell you that I love you. That I'm in love with you, Abby."
"That's good because I realized something today too."
"What's that?"
"I've always been in love with you. And I swear if I get one more of these god damn calls, I'll—"
He didn't allow her to finish her threat. He merely crushed their lips together, lifting her into his arms. He carried her once again, up to his bedroom. He let his actions speak for him, showing her how much he truly loved her and would continue to love her. In the end, they fell asleep entangled in each other.
