NCIS:

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SUMMARY:

Abby has a practical joke for Tim, he gets back at her and then as she comes into the sqaudroom. Tim recieves a phone call and has to leave.

CHAPTER 9: BACK TO WORK & TALKING...

ABBY'S P.O.V.

ABBY'S LAB...

It had been a few days now and Tim was due back at work today. I had ignored his calls and hadn't spoken to him in two days now.

Every since that night, I had gone back to having my Caf-Pows.

Whenever Ducky, Palmer, Ziva, Tony or Gibbs came to see me. I tried to act like my normal self.

I could tell though, that they knew something was wrong.

One day Ziva came in and found me in my office. She had already guessed something was wrong, but today she had no evidence to bring down or anything.

So I knew she came down to talk to me, she seemed surprised to see me.

I had no make up on, my hair was down and she caught me crying.

TIM'S P.O.V.

THE SQUAD ROOM...

I got off the elevator and Sarah followed me into the squad room.

"Hey, Probie!" Tony greeted.

"McGee, what..." Gibbs began as he came in with his coffee.

"I promised Sarah the other day other day, when she got out of the hospital she could come to NCIS with me." I replied.

"Why did he call you, Probie?" Sarah questioned.

"It's just something he's been calling me since I started here, when I was still working to become a field agent." I said.

Then looking at Sarah, she had this look on her face.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"You and someone else picked me up from a library, but I can't remember why. You said you were always nice to hot girls." She told Tony and I glared at him.

"You remember that? What else do you remember?" I asked and then she looked at Gibbs.

"You once told me to hold on to something. Does it have anything to do with the last time I was here?" Sarah asked, as she glanced at Gibbs then looked at me.

"You were having memory flashes and I told you to hold onto the memories." Gibbs told her.

"I lost my memory before?" Sarah asked.

"Yes, it do..." I began.

"Why was I here?" Sarah asked interrupting.

"I..." I began not wanting to tell her the reason.

"Tell me. Why was I here before?" Sarah asked.

"You were a suspect in a murder." I told her with a sigh.

"You told me I wasn't a criminal." She accused me with a glare.

"You're not a criminal. You were accused, but you were cleared." I told her.

I heard the elevator doors open, when I looked Ziva came into the squad room. She had Abby with her and Abby even though she had her hair in her usual pigtails.

She didn't look like herself; there was something different about her. I could tell she had been crying, when Abby looked at me it was a glare.

Then Abby turned around and headed for the elevator. I couldn't figure out why Abby was mad at me and knew it was something to do with the fact was she had been ignoring me for the past few days.

I was torn...a part of me wanted to stay here with, Sarah and the other wanted to chase after Abby and finally talk to her about the other night.

"You were the other person that picked me up at the library. What was I doing at the library?" Sarah asked.

"You were studying English Lit; to become a writer." I told her.

"It has to run in Mc..." Tony began, but stopped when I looked around confused.

"It has to run in what?" Sarah asked.

"In the family, I'm a writer too." I told her.

"Go after her." Ziva told me and I knew she had seen the look on my face.

"Hey, Sarah, want to pretend to be an agent with NCIS?" Tony asked.

"What do you mean? Why would I do that if I was studying to become a writer?" Sarah asked.

"So your brother can go talk to Abby." Tony said and I knew he had seen Abby too.

"Abby, the one that was at the hospital with you? The one you said was a forensic specialist?" Sarah asked.

"Yes, Abby was the one with me at the hospital the other day." I said.

"Is this your desk?" Sarah asked walking over to my desk.

"Yes, will..." I started to say and she just sat down at my desk.

"I'll just wait here until you get back." Sarah told me.

"I'll tell you sto..." Tony began.

"DiNozzo!" I heard Gibbs say as I got to the elevator.

"I think your rule twelve is stupid. Tim really seems to love Abby." I heard Sarah say and I knew I was turning red.

"Hey, Probie..." Tony began, but I heard a slap to the back of the head.

I never heard a reply, because it was at that point I stepped into the elevator.

It didn't take me long to reach Abby's lab and I stopped just outside the door.

ABBY P.O.V.

ABBY'S LAB...

I had gone with Ziva up to the squad room, but then Tim had been there and I came back down to my lab. That was about five minutes ago and then I felt him in the doorway.

I can always feel when he's around, and I knew he was standing there just inside the doorway.

"I know you're there, McGee and I told you before..." I began.

"I know, not to lurk without a permit." Tim said entering my lab.

This was the first time in two days we had said anything to each other and I knew why he was here.

"I don't want..." I began.

"Abby, we need to talk about the other night. You didn't let me finish and you've been avoiding me for two days. Then when you came into the squad room..." Tim started and I felt him beside me.

It reminded me of all the time we had spent together in the past three weeks.

I started to walk away, but he grabbed my arm.

"McGee, let me go. Remember I can Kill..." I began.

"Abby, I know you can kill me. We need to talk, you didn't let me finish the other night. Listen to me, okay?" Tim asked and turned me so I was facing him.

"I know you just want to..." I began.

"Abby, I couldn't tell you how I felt that night. You told me when I asked you that night that you really did love me and I couldn't talk about it then, because I Sarah was fighting for her life. Then she woke up and I wanted to talk to you that night...you just left. Abby, I love you. I've loved you since I heard your voice and then when I met you, I knew you were different. That's just one of the many things I love about you." Tim said gently and I looked at him at first I didn't know what to say.

'I looked at him to make sure he wasn't playing a prank, but this was Tim. He didn't play pranks with feelings and he looked sincere.

He was my Tim...

He was my geek...

Just as he had always been, even after I broke up with him. I knew how much he loved me and knew even when I broke up with him; his feelings for me had never changed.'

"Tim..." I began, but he leaned down and kissed me.

Then I couldn't help it, I kissed him back and after so many years...it still felt right.

I had gone out with some guys, but it never felt right.

Then we heard the door to my lab open.