"You're thinking too hard," Abby mumbled.

Gibbs stopped rubbing his thumb on her knee and lifted his head from her hair. "What's that?" he asked, even though he heard her just fine. He just wanted her to clarify.

"I said you are thinking too hard." She turned around so she was lying on her back and looked up at him. "Something is bothering you. I can feel the negative energy coming off of you."

"It can't all be negative," he said with a smirk.

Abby smiled a small smile back at him. "With you, Gibbs, most of it usually is." She pushed the covers away and got up from the bed. Gibbs' couldn't help his eyes looking over every inch of her bare skin as she started gathering her clothes. Gibbs sat up and leaned his back against the headboard while she got dressed. When she was finished and pulling her hair up into a ponytail, she turned to face him and asked, "Do you want to go get something to eat? Its only 8:30. We can talk about what's bothering you."

"People usually go out before sex, not after."

Abby smiled. She got onto her hands and knees on the end of the bed and crawled her way up to him. "But we are special," she said before placing a kiss on his lips. Gibbs held her face in his hands as their tongues met. She moved so that she was straddling him over the covers. "Wanna go again?" she whispered as she pulled slightly back from him, her forehead resting against his, both of their eyes closed.

Gibbs chuckled. "I don't even think DiNozzo is that virile." She giggled as he kissed the tip of her nose.

"You know, even if we weren't doing what we were just doing and I felt something was bothering you, I would still ask if you wanted to go eat and talk about it."

"Abbs," he tucked a stray hair behind her ear, "you know I don't talk about things like that."

"I know you know that I know that. I also know that you know I would ask anyway and not take 'no' for an answer."

Gibbs nodded his head slowly then started to shake it. "What are we doing?"

"You are getting dressed." She climbed off of him and headed for the door. "Then we are going out to eat."

Abby rushed to the door and held it open for Gibbs with a big smile. He walked passed her, shaking his head. He waited for her to join him as a hostess greeted them. "Hi. Welcome to ZuZu's. Is it just the two of you?"

"Yes," Abby said.

"Would you like a booth, a table or to sit at the bar?"

Gibbs looked over at Abby, leaving the choice to her. "A booth, please."

The hostess nodded, grabbed two menus and walked them towards a booth near the back. Gibbs and Abby slid into it across from each other. "Your waitress should be with you in a moment," the hostess said as she handed them their menus.

Abby opened up her menu and started checking out the food. Gibbs looked around the restaurant. It was rather dimly lit for a family place. He had never been there before. When Abby had found that out, she insisted they go. She kept telling him he would like it because it was kind of like a steakhouse restaurant. Just as he was about to open the menu, their waitress bounded over. She was a young blond girl that Gibbs would have guessed to be about 15. And she had a high pitched voice. "Hi there!" she said. "How are you guys today?"

Abby smiled. "Perky!" she said.

The waitress apparently didn't catch on to Abby's sarcasm because her smile got bigger. "Great! Well, my name is Kelly," Gibbs rolled his eyes, "and I will be your waitress tonight. What drinks can I get for you?"

"I'll have a Bloody Mary," Abby said looking at Kelly then to Gibbs.

"Beer."

"What kind of beer? We have a bunch of different kinds. We have Budweiser, Bud Light, Miller-".

"Surprise me," Gibbs said, cutting her off.

"Can I see your ID?" Gibbs hear Abby snort while trying to control her laughing, but he couldn't seem to take his eyes off the waitress. He opened his mouth, but Kelly cut him off. "I'm just kidding! I'll be right back with your drinks."

Abby had her hand over her mouth while she giggled. "You're right," said Gibbs, "I love this place."

"Oh, I'm sorry," she said reaching her hand across the table and quickly patting his. "I didn't realize we would be getting the perky cheerleading waitress from hell. But the food is fantastic. Give it a chance."

They spent the next couple of minutes looking over the menu and asking each other what they were getting. Kelly came back with their drinks and set them down. "Are you guys ready to order?" Abby ordered a bacon cheeseburger and Gibbs ordered a barbeque steak burger. Kelly said their orders would be ready in a few minutes. And turned to leave. She quickly turned back around and said, "That's my favorite!" and pointed to the bottle in front of Gibbs.

Gibbs picked the bottle up and read the label. "Jack Daniels' Black Jack Cola?"

Abby shrugged. "Never heard of it." He took a sip and forced it down. "How is it?"

"Terrible. Why would anyone mix Jack Daniels with cola?" He took another sip.

"Aw, come on, Gibbs. Its her favorite!" Gibbs nearly choked as he started to laugh. Abby waited for him to calm down before she started the conversation again. "So, what's been bothering you?" He had almost forgotten that was why they were here. He took a sip of her Bloody Mary to wash out the taste of his so-called beer. He looked off to the side at nothing in particular, avoiding her question. "I know you aren't a big talker, but its better than keeping it all inside until one day it explodes and you say things you regret and you ruin your relationships and your friends hate you and you may lose your job if it happens at work or is because of-".

"Abbs, that's enough." Abby leaned back in her seat and sipped her drink through a straw. After nearly a minute of silence, he said, "Its DiNozzo." Abby sat up turned around, looking around the restaurant. When she didn't see him, she faced Gibbs again. "That's what's bothering me." It wasn't a complete lie. He had been worried about Tony lately. He just wasn't ready to talk to Abby about what he had started feeling towards her.

"Yeah," Abby said. "I've been worried about him, too. He's not acting much like himself."

"No, the problem is he is acting too much like his old self."

"That's right! He was a big party boy when he first started working here. Going out every night he had a chance, going home with a different woman almost every night, drinking like a fish…" She trailed off in memory of one morning. "Until you fired him, that is."

"He was never actually fired. I just told him he was and sent him home to sleep it off." Gibbs took a big gulp of his drink, trying to finish it off.

"He never did come in drunk again," said Abby.

"He never tried to feel you up again either."

"That you know of," she said with a wink. Gibbs chuckled. "So, he's drinking a lot? He hasn't come in drunk, has he?"

Gibbs shook his head. "No. He doesn't seem to be as bad as before in that manner."

"He has been sleeping around though."

"He told you that?"

She shook her head. "No, I can smell it on him sometimes. Cheap perfume and not always the same stuff. Plus, he has been keeping clothes in the lab. Sometimes he changes before he heads up in the morning."

"So he isn't going home either."

"Doesn't appear that way."

Gibbs rubbed his hands over his face. He had suspected as much, but never knew for sure. Kelly came up with their food and asked if they wanted anything else. Abby ordered another Bloody Mary. Gibbs ordered a black coffee. "Didn't like your drink?" Kelly asked, possibly pouting.

"Driving home," Gibbs offered as his answer. Kelly nodded and came back a minute later with the Bloody Mary and his coffee along with a small bowl full of individual creamers. Gibbs just pushed the bowl off to the side when she left.

"So, what do you want to do about Tony?" she asked before taking a big bite of her burger. She moaned in appreciation and Gibbs felt a tightening in his gut.

"I'm not sure we should do anything." He took a bite of his own burger and understood the moan she let loose. He resisted his own urge to moan however. It was cute when she did it; not so sure it was when he did.

"What do you mean we…shouldn't…do…" she trailed off as juice from his burger was dripping from the corner of his mouth, down his chin. She felt a stirring in her own stomach. He gabbed a napkin and wiped it away, seemingly oblivious of the fact that she had been talking at all. She kept watching his mouth and saw it move, but didn't catch what he had said. She hadn't been paying enough attention to read his lips either. She mentally shook her head. "What was that?" she asked, looking back up at his eyes.

"Tony's life outside of work isn't interfering with his job."

"That's why we should do something now! Once it does interfere, it will be too late."

"He can do whatever he wants with his life, Abbs."

"Even if it means ruining it?"

"How is what he's doing any different than what we are doing?"

Abby set her burger down. "You think we are ruining our lives?"

"I was meaning that its his personal life just like its ours. Would you want him interfering with…whatever this is?"

"That is totally different Gibbs and you know it! Tony has no idea who these women are, what he's getting into."

"I don't know what I'm getting into," Gibbs muttered before taking another bite of his burger.

"What was that?"

Gibbs shook his head. "Nothing."

They ate their dinner discussing what they thought they should do about Tony. Abby kept insisting that they needed to take action now, Gibbs telling her to stay out of it. The conversation casually switched from that to other things at work. Then other things outside of work. Then back to work. Kelly dropped off the check and cleared the plates. Abby paid (it was her turn) and Gibbs held the door open for her as they wandered towards his car.

Gibbs slipped his arm across Abby's shoulders. He pulled her closer and kissed the side of her head. "That was wonderful. Thank you."

"I told you it was going to be good." She put her arm around his waist.

"The food was. Your drink was. But the waitress? She was…"

"A bit flaky?" Abby offered.

Gibbs chuckled. "Yeah. A bit flaky." As they neared the car, Gibbs brought his lips to Abby's ear. He very quietly whispered, "Wanna go again?" mimicking what she had asked him earlier.

Her face lit up. "I thought you'd never ask."