As he stared at the trail of clothes on the floor, flashes of memory hit him. Kissing Abby in the hallway as he fumbled for the passkey. Her starting to undo his shirt buttons, then giving up and tugging it off over his head while he laughed. The feel of her skin under his hands
"McGee!"
The sound of his name snapped him back to the present. He could feel himself blushing; from the tone of her voice, it wasn't the first time she'd called him
"Sorry, what did you say?"
"I asked if you can remember anything about last night" she told him, clearly exasperated.
"Bits and pieces. Nothing important" he told her, quickly scooping up their clothes from the floor. He put hers on the bed for her, making a beeline for the bathroom to get dressed.
...
He sat with his head in his hands while she showered, trying to force his foggy mind to come up with answers. As far as he could see, they had two major problems. The first was figuring out how they'd gotten here and what else they may have done; the second was figuring out how to fix it.
The only logical solution to their bizarre marriage, he decided, was an annulment, provided that being drunker than he'd ever been in his life was grounds for one. Otherwise, they'd have to file for divorce. He winced. He didn't like the sound of that at all, and he was pretty sure Abby would like it even less.
He looked up as the bathroom door opened. Abby came to stand before him, hands on her hips.
"It won't come off" she told him. He must have looked confused, because she repeated herself
"The ring, McGee. It won't come off"
He suggested the first thing that came to mind
"Did you try soaping it?"
She rolled her eyes
"Of course I did, McGee! It still won't come off. So now I have to walk around with it on"
"Abs, I really think that's the least of our problems right now" he pointed out
"That's easy for you to say, McGee!"
"Abby, please. We can sort that out later. Right now, we need to do something about this". He picked up the marriage certificate from the bed and waved it in her direction "The only thing I can think of is an annulment, but I'm not sure if we have grounds for that". He started hunting around for his cell, knowing that accessing the Internet from his iPhone would be the quickest way to get an answer to that question. Finding it half hidden under the bed, he picked it up and unlocked the screen. It opened to the message function; it must have been the last thing he'd done with it. Funny, he didn't remember sending a picture message. Looking closely at the thumbnail view of the picture, his heart sank. The picture was a photo of him and Abby under a 'Just Married' banner. Frantically he looked at the title bar. He'd sent it to Tony.
A/N: I know, evil huh?