Jan 5
Friendship is a cadence of divine melody melting through the heart. – Mildmay
Tony groaned as the elevator arrived at its destination. He did want to be here, but not quite like this.
They had caught a case involving an unknown girl found murdered on a Navy base. Everyone was taking this badly, with Gibbs being even more obsessed and focused that usual. Ziva and McGee were keeping their heads down, the Director was hiding in MTAC, and Ducky had managed to update them while keeping completely on topic, for once. But he had not seen Abby yet, and was ever so slightly worried about her.
The Goth was a sensitive soul; she empathized with everyone. Her heart was always in the right place and her intentions were good.
The doors pinged open and Tony warily stepped out. The strains of a beautiful jazz melody reached his ears. Confused, he peered around the door to the lab.
Abby was rocking from side to side, in time with the music. Her head lolled as well, and she was still somehow able to focus on her work.
Tony fought down the urge to laugh with delight. This made up for all the hard work of the last few days. The sight before him warmed the cockles of his heart and released all his tension.
Without turning round, she called to him. "Hey, Tony. How can I help?"
"You already have," he answered honestly.