"Or what, Abbs? If I have feelings for you?" Gibbs was now looking at her and Abby only nodded
Gibbs sighed and sat down next to her.
"Abby, it's not that easy…." Gibbs was searching for the right words, his mind was still spinning.
"So you're saying…it was a mistake, Gibbs?" Abby sounded offended
"No, Abbs, that's not what I wanted to say…you know I'm not good with words." Gibbs answered her honestly "Abby, what do you remember from that night?" Gibbs could remember everything, every single moment.
Gibbs's Flashback:
He was leaving the party around one o'clock in the morning and Abby was running after him. "Gibbs, please take me home with you, I don't want to be alone." Abby slurred a bit and Gibbs took her home to his place, he didn't want to risk that she didn't arrive home safely. When they arrived at his place he went down to his basement, he wanted to drink a bit more of Bourbon and his storage was down there, besides he had to work out some of his feelings he held for Abby. She wore her black velvet dress with a plunging deepline, leaving not much to his or anyones imagination, the contrast to her porcelain white skin was excellent. Her hair was pinned up and she wore a deep red lipstick, she was temptation in person. He wanted to be alone, he needed to be alone, or otherwise he couldn't guarantee to suppress his feelings, but he had to becuase she belonged to McGee now. And now she was following him down, walking a bit unsteady in her black heels, either because she never wore such shoes or because of the alcohol, he wasn't quite sure. Gibbs had already filled his glass with Bourbon, which was now standing on this table, because he had started to sand his boat. Abby was walking around the boat, her finger sliding softly over the wood. Gibbs eyes were following her with every step she took. She went to the table and took a hugh gulp of his Bourbon, after putting the glass down she walked toward Gibbs and stopped his sanding. They looked at each other for a minute without saying anything, the tension rising and then Abby kissed him passionately and now he couldn't hold back his feelings anymore and started to kiss her back, suddenly she dragged him up to his bedroom, where he slowly started to undress her, he always knew how beautiful she was, but she even seemed to be more beautiful this night than she ever had been. He remembered every single minute of their lovemaking and theyfinally they fell asleep entangled. The next morning when he awoke, she had been gone, gone without saying goodbye or leaving a letter, all that was left was her smell on his sheets. It had seemed to him like a dream, a wonderful dream, but he could understand why she was gone, she still belonged to McGee. So he had promised himself to remember it as a dream and treat her the same way like he always did.
"Gibbs, I don't know….I came to your place with you…then I remember that we've been downstairs in your basement, kissing and then in your bed…" Abby looked down at her mug, blushing a bit. "Gibbs, did I start to kiss you?" Abby asked insecure
"Yes, Abbs…but why?" Gibbs asked her honestly, he wasn't sure if she saw him as a distraction or if there was more to the eye than it seemed
"Why?" Abby asked upset "Don't you really know Gibbs?" Abby stood up and started to pace, like she always did when she had to think. "I thought you've flirted with me for a reason? We have this special bond Gibbs, isn't it worth anything to you? I've seen all your girlfriends come and go and it wasn't easy for me, that's why I started something with McGee, I was fed up and I didn't want to be alone any more, but Gibbs, there's one thing you should know…I've been in love with you since the very first day we met and I gave you the fortune of the cookie, and now, nearly ten years later, you still are going to tell me you didn't know? You of all? You can read persons better than any other person." Abby was angry, she had to get away so she went upstairs to his bedroom, slamming the door.
Gibbs didn't know what to think. Yes, he had feelings for her too, but he never thought she would have some for him, he expected that she would see him like a father or something like that. That's why he didn't answer her when she had asked him if he loved her like a daughter? Then tell me how much I've been like a daughter to you, and how much you love me. Will that help? No ...what I really need to know, Gibbs, is if you're gonna love me… no matter what. Now he knew she meant it differently, but still, he is a bastard, he had been divorced four times and he wasn't sure if he could make Abby happy. And having a baby, well babies again, he also didn't know if he was ready for this. So he went down to his basement to sand his boat and start to think about the whole situation.
McGee meanwhile had sent his dismissal for personal reasons to the director, he had to get away, he couldn't even stand the thought of them being together, nor of them having a baby together. He packed his suitcase with the most important things and left the city. He was going to live at his father's place, at least until he had found a new job in a new city, starting a new life, without Abby. He should have known it when Abby had told him that Amy and Agent McGreggor can't marry each other in the end. They're all wrong for each other. He should have known that she had fallen in love with Gibbs, a long time ago, but he didn't want to accept this, but now he had to pay for it.