Year Six
"And THAT'S how it happened," Tony finally said. McGee was staring at him, slack jawed, a mix of revulsion and awe on his face.
"I have…no idea how you managed that, but…"
"Shut your mouth, Proby. One day you'll learn that you cannot beat the Master," Tony said in a bad impression of Yoda. McGee shook his head as he zipped up his fly. The two were in the NCIS bathroom, Tony avoiding Gibbs' wrath per usual and McGee doing what is usually done in the bathroom.
"One day you'll be humbled. Not every woman can fall for you," McGee reminded him.
"That's what you think," Tony said, smirking. "But you would know about being turned down, don't you?" He taunted, watching the proby blush.
"I…Just because I don't get every…doesn't mean…"
Tony just laughed and leaned up against the door (whether to get comfortable or keep Gibbs from walking in McGee didn't know.) "And that's your problem. You have your insecurities. I've got charm, charisma…"
"And when all else fails, you use what's in your pants," McGee blurted before he could stop himself. Tony stopped and turned, chuckling softly. "I'm sorry, Tony, I didn't mean anything…"
"Proby. Chill, it's alright. Wanna know a secret?" Tony asked, eyes glowing in a way that made McGee uncomfortable. He approached Tony with his eyes down.
"Sure…"
"The reason you don't get girls? You don't have anything down there," Tony said, cracking up. McGee tried to hit him, but Tony ducked out. Ears burning, McGee followed him, looking angry.
Right outside of the bathroom, a figure watched the two leave, arguing, and smiled. Slowly, she raised from her position in the shadows.
"Good, they didn't see me," she whispered softly, then quickly walked to the elevator, going to the bottom floor.
Abby was working on ordering some of her files when the figure came down. She smiled slightly as she hummed along to AFI's 'Miss Murder' and let her fingers wander across the keys. "I was wondering when you'd get down here," she said.
"Small comp-i-ca-shun. Sowwy," the voice said. Abby smiled and turned around.
"Where'd you learn that word, Ria?" Abby asked. The six-year-old smiled, showing off her teeth.
"From Daddy. We ran into traffic last week. He also said that the man in fwont of us was a son of a-"
"Ria, never listen to what Gibbs says when he's driving, alright?" Abby said hurridly.
"Oh-kay."
"Anyway, what'd you find out?"
Ria stood at attention. "Agents Dee-nozzie and McGee were talking in the bathroom," she began, relaying the whole story to Abby. By the time she was done, Abby was practically on the ground laughing. "Did I do good?" Ria asked, finally wrapping it up.
"You did very well," Abby said, wiping a tear from her eye. "Now, here's what you need to do…"
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Tony was working at his desk. Luckily, Gibbs wasn't as mad as was predicted, and Tony had stayed relatively unscathed. The day had been boring, meaning no one had wound up dead in the past twenty-four hours. In fact, everything had been ridiculously quiet since Kate had gone to get coffee and McGee still wasn't speaking to him. Gibbs was in his office, Abby and Ducky were down in Autopsy…and Tony was bored. The rest of the floor were minor officers, and never spoke to him. He sighed, and turned slightly as he watched Ria walk in.
"Hey, Ria," he greeted.
"Hi, Tony!" she said sweetly.
"What are you doing?"
"Well Abby told me to make an announcement and I have to go do it right now," she relayed.
"Alright…what's the announcement?"
"She said to tell everyone all at once. She also said…that it was really interesting," she said, grinning. Tony's eyebrows knitted together. What was the kid talking about? But Ria was already gone, standing at the front of the office.
"Hey! Wisten, wisten!" Several of the NCIS workers poked their heads up, but a few kept working, too used to Ria to bother looking up. "WISTEN!" screamed Ria, making everyone else look up. "Thank you," she said, smiling sweetly. "I've got an announcement. I told Abby something today and she said it was pwetty funny, so I should tell all of you…" she started. Then, a small tremor of stage fright went through the girl, and she got quiet.
One of the workers whose name was Smith called up "Go on, honey," making everyone else say their encouragement.
"Alwight. Well Mr. Tony and Mr. McGee were talking in the bathroom today, and…" Tony and McGee both went pale. Ria stopped for a minute, trying to remember what she was going to say.
"No way… wait, Ria!" McGee said, running up behind her.
"Oh yeah! Mr. Tony said Mr. McGee had a problem with his –blummumble- and that makes it hard for him to get –mumbleugh-," she said. The mumbling noises were where McGee put his hand over her mouth, blushing furiously. Most of the floor began laughing, slowly filling in the blanks. Tony was cracking up, his head down on the desk and shoulders shaking.
"Alwight that's all! Bye bye!" Ria said, walking away, leaving McGee to stare after her.
"What just happened?" Kate asked, coming in with coffee.
"Er…I really don't know," Tony said, chuckling.
"Tony…"
"No, I swear this time I didn't do it. It was Abby."
"Abby?"
"Yeah, she's a devil!"
Kate laughed quietly. "You guys are all crazy," she said, shaking her head and picking up the coffee. "I'm taking this to Gibbs."
McGee had gotten away from the crowd and was walking toward the elevator. Of course, the time they all gang up against me, Gibbs isn't here to poke his head in. He must have something on his mind, locked in his office all day…
"Where are you going?" Tony called.
"To talk to Abby," came the reply as the elevator doors closed.
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"WHAT WAS THAT?" Abby heard McGee say as he stormed into her lab.
"What was what?"
"You know what I'm talking about. You told Ria to tell everyone about what Tony said! You sent her to spy on us!"
"She needed something to do!" Abby protested. "You have to admit, McGee, that was pretty funny."
"Yeah, hilarious," McGee said.
"Her little girl voice made not sound that bad, don't worry," Abby said. McGee just shrugged. "McGee?" Abby tried, but he didn't respond. "McGee… I'm sorry, I thought it was funny…" McGee didn't respond, just sighed. "McGee don't do this!"
"Do what?" his voice asked, monotone.
"You're mad at me. And not just an 'I'm-a-little-mad-but-I'll-forget-about-it-by-the-time-the-days-over' kind of mad, like really mad. And I don't want to make you mad, it was just a joke, and…" Abby rambled on. Finally, McGee's face became a little softer.
"You're right…but still you need to make it up to me."
"How do you suggest I do that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. The next thing she knew, McGee's lips- soft lips, she would add later- were pressed to hers. Shocked, her eyes stayed open the whole seventeen seconds- she counted. Finally, McGee leaned back.
"I think that should cover it," he said, blushing a little bit.
"That's the most impulsive thing you've ever done, isn't it?" Abby asked.
"Maybe…"
"Don't worry, there's plenty of time for you to change," she said, smiling at him.
No one really knew exactly what happened, and how happy McGee was when he came back up out of the elevator. No one really bothered to ask why he just shrugged when Tony teased him about what Ria said. And everyone pretended not to notice as Abby and McGee held hands at the next meeting.