A/N: Time for McGee's turn! Looks like all NCIS agents are crazy 'cause they all seem to have a voice inside their heads! I know what I want to do for this chapter, and for Abby's chapter and maybe even Ducky but I'm a little stuck on Jenny and Gibbs. I might not be able to do them. Anyway, this is McGee's own chapter so enjoy!

Timothy McGee knew a lot about computers. An MIT graduate, he could click just a few buttons and solve almost any problem. He'd hacked more accounts and businesses than he could count and traced hundreds if not thousands of phone calls. But Tim had to ask himself, what did this do for him personally? He was single, and had been for a while now. It wasn't that he just wanted to go on a date, he wanted to settle down, have a family, and he didn't have that much time left.

It was clear he needed help, but who could he go to? Certainly not his co-workers. Gibbs had been married four times and was now completely against marriages and Tony, well, he was Tony. He could talk to the girls. No, that was out of the question, They would take it the wrong way and, he wasn't sure how much they knew about the subject either, much less want to talk about it if they did.

Once again, Tim was left with his computers. They were complicated, sophisticated, smart, and most of the time, they were controllable. They did what you asked of them, if asked correctly. They were a lot like the kind of woman he would want. But a woman like that, she wouldn't be single.

He thought about his ex-girlfriends. Were any of them someone he would really consider having a family with?

Abby.

Tim flinched. He swore he heard a voice. It sounded like the wind. He couldn't tell if it was male or female, young or old, but he could hear it loud and clear.

Abby is all of those things, Tim. And she's fun to be around. You love spending time with her. Imagine your cute little children. They would grow up to be computer geniuses.

Tim had to blink a few times and absorb this information. He did love spending time with Abby, but she didn't love him. Well, she had said it before, but she was like that with everyone; affectionate, caring, sweet. The more he thought about it, though, the more he realised that she wasn't like a computer at all. Computers had no emotions. They were robots, machines.

You're right, Tim. Abby's nothing like a computer. But she knows how to use one, and don't tell me you don't value that quality.

'But Gibbs, he would kill us,' he told the voice.

Gibbs doesn't have to know. Gibbs' rules are GIBBS' rules for a reason. They are his code of life, and you don't have to follow them. You can play by your own rules.

He couldn't decide which was more dominant: the voice or his better judgement.

You're afraid of rejection.

Tim didn't defend himself; he accepted what the voice had just said. After all, it was true. He was afraid of rejection. And it was likely that Abby would say no to him.

You don't know that.

Tim gritted his teeth. This voice was certainly persistent.

Look, just think of it as a fifty-fifty chance. She might say no, but there's an equal chance that she will say yes.

Tim was sick of this self-debate. He returned to his work. Once again, his fears had gotten the better of him. But a flame was burning inside of him, growing and growing with every day that passed and maybe one day it would change his life.

A/N: Yeah, the ending sucked but did you like the rest of it? Let me know!