Disclaimer: not mine, don't sue, I've got nothing.
Postep: Identity Crisis
Abby stood on Gibbs's doorstep holding her laptop bag and a bottle of whiskey. Nasty stuff but he liked it and after a few years hanging out with Gibbs, she liked it too. She had circled the block twice, attempting to make sure that Lt. Col Mann wasn't there before she finally decided to park and go to his door.
Now she stood, staring at his front door and the only thing keeping her from going inside was her own nerves, "Just do it Abby." She whispered to herself, "Great now I'm speaking in slogans." She rolled her eyes for no one and finally opened the door and walked inside.
She could her a football game softly playing, mingling the sound of Gibbs sawing. Gibbs and his hand tools, it made her smile. She walked down the stairs thinking about how close he stood to her in her lab after she hung up on Ducky. It made her tingle a little and she hummed softly to herself.
"Abbs." He said, smiling to himself, not looking up.
"Did you know that Ducky has a hot date tonight?" Abby took the bottle of whiskey out of the bag.
"With the female ME." Gibbs answered before pointing at the bottle, "I only have one glass."
"You say that every time I come over." She opened the bottle and took a swig.
"Are you saying that after eight years it's getting old?" Gibbs grabbed the bottle from Abby and took a swing.
"I find it charming, actually." Answered Abby as she looked at the boat, "Looks good." He watched as she ran her hand over the smooth boards, she smiled at him and his heart soared. She grabbed the bottle from him and took a long drink. "So I should probably tell you that I have an ulterior motive for coming here tonight. She stood close to him, her lips inches away from his.
"Ulterior motive?" He questions, leaning in a fraction of an inch.
"It's time you got to know the Dread Pirate Roberts." Abby pulled a DVD out of her bag and handed it to him.
"The Princess Bride." Gibbs read, "I don't have a DVD player and that's my only TV." Gibbs pointed to the tiny television connected to an old set of rabbit ears.
"I've got that covered. " Abby said, picking up her laptop bag.
"We're going to watch a movie on that?" Gibbs pointed to her laptop bag uncertainly.
"The screen is almost twice the size of that thing." Abby pointed to his TV, "Take me to your living room. You do have a couch right?"
"I have a couch, Abbs." Gibbs took her hand and led her upstairs, "Got a coffee table too."
A/N: No longer a one shot. Probably a two shot. I've got other stories that I should be finishing. But I couldn't help myself due to the fact that Abby was in like one scene this week. Ok so that's not true but it's never enough.