The morning of June seventh was one greatly anticipated by the NCIS team. When the day finally came each team member could be found preparing for the day in a different way.

Tony was in his apartment, adjusting his black tie in the mirror. He was almost ready, his hair was gelled back, and his shoes were missing. "Mcgroom!" He called into his guest bedroom.

"What!" Mcgee called back.

"Do you know where my shoes are?" Tony asked as he walked into the guest bedroom. Just as he entered he was face to face with Mcgee, who was holding out a pair of black shoes.

"Here." Mcgee said, much ruder than intended.

"Okay, okay! Backing off!" Tony said as he went out the door. Mcgee had stayed at his apartment as part of the wedding tradition. Since Abby and him already shared an apartment, It was rather difficult to keep them from seeing each other until the wedding, so Mcgee had stayed at Tony's.

Tony had turned around to say something, but he was greeted by a door slamming, so he gave up hope and headed to the kitchen.

Mcgee sat down on the guest bed in Tony's apartment. Today, he was getting married, and a week from today, Timothy Mcgee, would be dead. It was quite odd to think of, but he tried to push that to the back of his mind. He couldn't let Tony know that something was wrong. In fact, he couldn't let anyone know. So he focused on getting ready for his wedding. He pulled on his tuxedo jacket and looked into the mirror. He wasn't used to seeing himself so, dressed up. Not even for high school prom had he worn a tuxedo. He was convinced that he looked ridiculous in them. However, Abby had helped him pick out this one. It was black, not one of those colors that don't occur in nature, and he thought it didn't actually look that bad, not that he'd admit it. His mother had told him he looked wonderful, which caused him to question whether or not he actually did, but he did trust Abby's opinion. And since she had said the same thing, he was forced to believe his mother.

After he put on his shoes, he opened up the door to join Tony, in the kitchen.

Gibbs sat in his kitchen, drinking a mug of coffee. He wasn't getting ready yet, though he probably should have been. He was comfortable in a pair of blue jeans, and a grey NIS t-shirt, but that wasn't exactly wedding appropriate. When Gibbs had woken up, he'd had full intentions to drink a mug of coffee and get ready, however, something about coffee made him think.

Abby's getting married… She can't be getting married can she? She's just a kid, and kids don't get married. No… Abby's not a kid, she's a woman, a woman who finally found the love of her life. Normally, I think that marriages are created to be broken, but for some reason… Tim and Abby, they just…go together…

His mind wandered for quite sometime before he looked at the clock. Giving a disgruntled sigh, he got up and headed upstairs to get ready for the wedding.

Ducky and Palmer could both be found at NCIS, as there was a body that needed to be attended to, and no one else could make it that morning. Though both the men were wearing scrubs, there were two suits hanging in the corner. One a light brown, belonging to Ducky, the other a dark blue, belonging to Jimmy.

"There are several scars up and down the torso of our Jane Doe. Most of them appear to be Medical scars… however this one…" Ducky said pointing to a heart shaped scar. "Does not."

"Well unless they started a 'choose your scar shape' option at the hospital, then probably not." Jimmy said, but immediately regretted it. "Sorry."

"Why is it that when ever you come up with something to say it's either something bluntly obvious, or something completely ridiculous?" Ducky asked eying his assistant. When he got no response, he continued. "No matter… We must be going, would you mind finishing up here Mr. Palmer?"

"Not at all doctor." Jimmy replied.

Ducky peeled the gloves off his hands and threw them into the waste bin. "Don't take too long, we must be at the church at ten." Ducky advised as he pulled out his suit.

Ziva pulled out two long garment bags and placed them on Abby's bed. She unzipped the one containing her dress first.

Her dress was simple, black, and elegant. It was originally a floor length ball gown, that Abby had loved. When Abby found out that they also had one in Sarah's size, she bought them both and had made adjustments, so they could be worn in the summer. The originally floor length skirt was now knee length, and it still flowed beautifully. The waist was tied with silk ribbon that wrapped around several times, but never appeared to tie anywhere. The bodice of the dress was plain black silk fabric, that clung to the skin, but not too tightly. The once long sleeves, were now non-existent, as there were simply two black straps over each shoulder, holding the dress up. Abby had embellished both dresses with a single silver squiggle pin, at the right shoulder, which added both a touch of personality, and something to attract a bit of attention.

Ziva had put her dress on and was brushing her hair by the time Abby came in.

"Wow…Ziva you look amazing!" Abby exclaimed. "I wasn't sure if the pin would work… but it definitely does!"

"Abby, it's perfect." Ziva assured her. "Now, you need to get dressed." Ziva said pointing to the second garment bag.

Abby sighed and unzipped the bag to reveal her dress. Against her original wishes, the dress was white. She had wanted a red, or black, or… anything but white. However in the interests of her about to be mother-in-law, she had given in, well sort of. She kept telling herself that technically the dress is ivory, not white. But that didn't seem to be helping much. She pulled the dress out from the bag and looked at it. The bodice was strapless, and it was embellished by a vintage rose beaded detail, which Abby happened to love. The flowers, weren't particularly large, but they weren't small either. The 12 roses that covered just the very top of the bodice, weren't too much, but they were definitely noticeable. The rest of the bodice was covered in an almost lacy fabric, but it was a bit too simple to be lace. The simple empire waist flowed into structured skirt that went to just below Abby's knees.

Ziva walked over to Abby, "Need some help?"

"Sure." Abby replied only half-heartedly. She had loved the dress when they bought it, but for some reason, Abby was sure that it wouldn't fit the right way now. Or that it would look silly with Mcgee's tuxedo.

Ziva picked up the dress and unzipped it. Sensing Abby's nervousness she comforted her. "Don't worry Abby, it looks great on you. You know that." Abby shrugged in response. "You know, the look on Mcgee's face when he sees you in this dress, will be… Well, interesting." Abby smiled as Ziva zipped up the dress. "Come on, look in the mirror." Ziva said softly, but Abby just shook her head. "Abby, if anything the dress looks better on you today than it did when we bought it." With that Abby couldn't help but turn and look.

She gasped. The dress, looked the same, if not better, as it did the day she bought it. Though it wasn't her favorite dress in the store (that one had been black and red), it was definitely her favorite one that had been "mother-in-law approved", or so Sarah called it.

Ziva smiled. "See I told you."

"Yeah, well… I'm allowed to be all, whatever-y. I'm getting married." Abby said with a grin.

"Of course Abby." Ziva replied, not wanting to get into an argument that neither of them would understand. "Now you need to get your hair done." Abby sighed and walked into the bathroom behind Ziva.

Director Vance was just getting out of the shower. Both he and his wife had been invited to the Mcgee-Sciuto wedding, and both would be attending. He was just finishing pulling on his grey suit coat when his wife came in. He put a kiss on her lips absent-mindedly.

"Something wrong Leon?" She asked. "You've seemed really side-tracked for the past month or so."

"Work." He responded, in a one word answer that he knew explained it all. His wife knew that his job was stressful, and that there was a lot, that he couldn't tell her.

"Oooh. Well, I'm going to go feed the kids. You'll be ready on time right Leon?" She asked eying his tie that was still on the bed.

"Yes honey." He replied as he reached for the tie. He wasn't looking forward to this day. He definitely wasn't looking forward to a week from today, the day he had to rip Abby's husband away from her.

He still couldn't believe she'd agreed, but it went to show just how much Abby loved him. He knew his wife never would have put up with something like that, and he never would have done something like that, he knew better. He finished tightening his tie, and made his way out the door.

It was noon when Abby stood behind the tall wooden oak doors to the chapel. And both Ziva and Sarah were fussing over her. Also waiting to make their way down the aisle were Rita, Mcgee's mother, Oliver, Mcgee's nephew who would be the ring bearer, Pepper, Mcgee's niece who would be the flower girl. In addition to them they had two of the three escorts, Evan, Abby's younger brother, who would escort Sarah. As well as Tony, who would escort Ziva. However, Gibbs, was missing. He was supposed to be escorting Rita down the aisle, as Mcgee's dad was unable to make it.

"Ziva?" Abby asked quietly.

"Yes Abby?"

"Gibbs is here right?"

"I don't know… I have not seen him… Tony!" Ziva called quietly.

"Have you seen Gibbs?" Ziva and Abby asked in unison.

"Erm…no…" Tony replied wincing.

"Great… just great… Gibbs, the closest thing I have to a father isn't going to show up for my wedding..." Abby started, but just then the doors to the hall they were waiting in swung open. "GIBBS!" Abby cried a bit too loudly and she rushed into his arms.

"Abby! I'm so sorry I'm late… My father…"

"Jackson?" Abby asked, even though he was obviously talking about him.

"Yes, he showed up at my house, so I had to get him ready to come." Gibbs explained as he led her to the line which was forming behind the doors. "Now Abby, I want you to know, that I honestly am happy for you and Timothy."

"You called him by his first name!" Abby said with a smile.

"Well, it is his wedding day. I can give him a bit of respect." He said as he put his hands on her bare shoulders. "You ready?"

Abby gulped. She'd been looking forward to this day since she was five, but then didn't every little girl? However all of a sudden, she wasn't ready. She shook her head in reply to Gibbs's inquiry.

Gibbs bent down to whisper into her ear. "You can face homicidal maniacs that want to kill you without fear. But when it comes to facing the people who love you, you're terrified?" Abby looked up assuming she would see Gibbs standing there, but she only saw his back, as he walked to take his place next to her mother-in-law.

What…She thought, but then she realized that there was music coming from behind the doors. She gulped and assumed what she thought was a bridal pose, though she wasn't exactly sure what one would be.

A moment later the doors swung open to reveal a chapel filled with people. Each of them were looking as the wedding party made their way down the aisle.

Pepper was the first one down the aisle and she dropped black and white rose petals every few feet. She was followed by Oliver who was trying desperately to avoid stepping on the flowers that littered the ground. Once Oliver was almost at the altar Rita and Gibbs stepped forward, and they also made their way down the aisle. When they were almost half way down the aisle, Sarah and Evan emerged followed almost immediately by Ziva and Tony. Once they were standing at their places at the front of the chapel, the music changed to something, slightly sweeter. And Abby walked through the huge doors.

Mcgee gasped. This was the first time he had seen Abby wear white. Well, unless you counted her Marilyn Monroe costume she had worn for Halloween, and that dress hadn't been altered to Abby. He couldn't help but smile as he looked at his about to be bride. Her normal hairstyles had been abandoned completely, and she had a simple, yet elegant, twist at the nape of her neck. The hair that had naturally fallen had been curled, in small ringlets, and her bangs, seemed to have disappeared.

Mcgee stood at the altar, waiting for Abby to make her way down the aisle. After what seemed like several years, she finally took his hand in hers and made her last step forward.

Both Abby and Tim couldn't stop looking at each other throughout the entire ceremony. It wasn't until they had to get their rings from Oliver that they looked away, but it was only for a moment.

"You may now kiss the bride." With that Tim captured Abby's lips in his, and everyone in the room stood, clapping.

Just before the newest couple got down from the altar Tim whispered into Abby's ear. "I love you, Abigail Mcgee."

She shivered. It sounded so… her." She smiled up and kissed his cheek before stepping down to greet her family that was there.

The reception was much more, Abby, or one would say so. They kept the colors black and white for decorating the reception hall, but the atmosphere completely changed.

Instead of the classic wedding music, the hall was filled with Abby's favorite music, including but not limited to Brain Matter, Android Lust, and Suicide Commando.

Everyone was enjoying themselves. Gibbs and his father were actually getting along for once, and Palmer wasn't making any comments that anyone wished they had never heard.

Rita Mcgee was just about to announce that it was time for the first dance between husband and wife when Ducky grabbed her arm.

"Mrs. Mcgee." He acknowledged her.

"Please, call me Rita… and you are?"

"Dr. Mallard, or Ducky."

"Well Ducky, how can I help you." She asked suspiciously.

"I just wanted to let you know that your son is a wonderful young man." Ducky started on his intentions.

"Why thank you." She said smiling.

"And Abigail is a wonderful young lady." He finished, which caused Rita to inhale sharply. "I know she's different than how you imagined your son's bride to be. However, they're perfect for each other. I've seen it."

Rita was speechless. She hadn't known she was displaying her thoughts so publicly. When her son had called she had imagined Abby… differently. To say the least…

"Hello?" Rita called into her phone.

"Hi mom." Tim replied.

"Timothy! What a wonderful surprise! What can I do for you?"

"Well… I have some news…" He said hesitantly.

"Okay…" She waited.

"I'm getting married." He blurted into the phone.

Rita gasped. Her son! Married! "Oh Timothy! That's amazing news! Who is she?"

"Abigail, we work together." He replied.

Abigail, she immediately saw a girl with long blonde hair who wore pant suits, and knee length dresses. She was very well kept and could have walked off the cover of a magazine. "How wonderful! When's the wedding?"

"We don't know yet, but you'll be the first to know." He assured.

"Oh just wait until I tell your father!"

"Is it really that obvious?" She asked quietly.

"Oh no. One of the things I'm required to do in my job is Physic Evaluations. I can read things most people can't." Ducky assured.

"But how can someone so… Goth…be so…" She was struggling for wording.

"Happy?" Ducky finished for her, she nodded. "Really it's just the way she dresses that you find different. Honestly Abby is one of the most compassionate, and loving people I have ever met. Often nicer to me than my own mother."

At that Rita couldn't help but smile. "I guess I was judging that book by it's cover." She said sheepishly. Ducky nodded. "So you think I should give her the benefit of the doubt?" Ducky replied with yet another nod. "Thank you Ducky. For saving me from hurting…"

"Don't mention it." He said with a smile and he walked away.

Suddenly Abby and Tim were approached by Rita. Tim put his arm protectively over Abby's shoulder expecting the worst. However he was surprised when she greeted them both with a kiss on the cheek.

"Congratulations to you both!" she started and hit a home run by ending with a, "Abigail you look amazing in that dress, though I do agree black compliments your skin tone better."

Tim's mouth fell open, and Abby smiled. "Thank you Rita." She said to her mother-in-law.

"You two ready for the first dance?" Rita asked, and they both nodded in response.

She stepped up to the microphone. "May I have your attention… Thank you. It's now time for the first dance between Tim and Abigail." She said with a hand gesture in their direction.

The music changed and Better Together, filled the air. Many people had questioned why they had chosen that song, and all they had said was that it was playing at the restraunt they had went to on their first date, and it just stuck.

Mcgee took Abby's hand in one hand and placed his other on her waist, and they began to glide across the dance floor.

For a moment they were the only ones dancing, but soon other couples joined in. Once Tim had determined that enough other people had started dancing, he began to talk.

"That was… unexpected." He said to Abby.

"What was?" Abby asked curiously.

"My mother… she's never that nice… to anyone!"

Abby laughed. "Well, maybe she just likes me." She said smugly.

"You're probably right… It's hard not to like you, Abigail Mcgee."

Abby shivered. "Would you stop that?"

"Stop what?" Mcgee questioned confused.

"Making me feel like the only person in the world that has ever felt this way." She replied, and she made a face meant to show disgust, but it hadn't worked.

He laughed and captured her lips in a soft kiss.

"Well they do look happy." Rita said to Ducky.

"They are happy Rita." Ducky replied with a smile. "They should be, they're… perfect."

"I see what you mean… No one could ever look that happy, if they weren't living in perfection." Rita said with a smile. "Thank you, for everything."

"I didn't do anything I didn't want to do, the pleasure was mine." Ducky said, he gave a small bow and he walked off.

The rest of the reception went without fault. Abby and Rita both left as friends. Mcgee couldn't understand exactly what had changed her mind, but he decided not to worry about it.

After the reception Abby and Mcgee headed for the parking lot, with Tony close behind. They'd been expecting him to have covered their car in 'décor', but they weren't expecting quite so much of it.

Blocking all the doors from being open was plastic wrap, wrapped around at least fifty times. The windshield was covered in shaving cream declaring, "Abby& Tim-Forever" as well as "Tony was NOT here." Through the small part of the windows you could actually see through you could see that the entire car was filled with balloons.

Mcgee groaned. "Really Tony?" and Tony snapped his camera.

"Really probie." He took another snapshot. Abby went over to him and took the camera away. "Hey!"

"You, are possibly the most annoying person I know." She said through gritted teeth.

Just then Gibbs and Vance came out holding champagne glasses that were almost empty. "Whoa…" Gibbs started.

"Tony." They both said in unison. They headed for the car and began to 'unwrap' their car.

They were soon accompanied by Ducky and Jackson, who had the car decent for driving within as small amount of time as possible. Which Tony wasn't too happy about, but no one else seemed to care.

Gibbs gave Mcgee a pat on the back, and then he enveloped Abby in a hug. And he whispered into her ear. "Come back safe okay? I can't afford to loose you both."

Abby suddenly remembered what she'd been trying to forget and tears sprung to her eyes. She nodded and held onto Gibbs tighter. Gibbs placed a kiss on her forehead and let go of her. "Everything will be fine Abs." He assured her before he went to talk to Ducky before he left.

Tim wrapped an arm around Abby's waist which instantly calmed her, and led her to his Porsche. He opened her door and helped her in. Then he swung around the car and got into the drivers seat, and started the car.

They waved and smiled as they pulled out of the church parking lot. As soon as they were out of sight Tim turned to Abby. "You all right?" He asked worriedly.

"No." Abby replied simply as she stared out the window.

After a moment with no reply he tried again, with a different approach. "What's wrong?"

Abby sighed and replied. "Everything."

Tim tried not to take that personally, but he couldn't help it. "You regret…"

"Oh, no Tim! I don't regret marrying you." She said her eyes wide with surprise at what she'd portrayed. "I just, wish I weren't loosing you…so soon…"

"Abby you're not loosing me!"

"What if you don't come back?"

"I will, I promise."

"How can you promise…"

"Abby, I'm not doing this because I have to, or because I want to. I'm doing this to protect you."

"How is it…Right, you can't tell me."

"I can tell you everything will be okay, and that in a year, I'll be at home, with you."

Abby turned from the window to face Tim. "You promise?" And he nodded. Abby settled a bit into her seat. "I love you Tim."

"And I love you Abby."

Author's Note: Okay, I totally love Mcabby, in case you hadn't noticed! The next couple of chapters should be pretty fast writes since I have them all planned out in my head, so keep an eye out for updates. Dress Notes: Ziva's dress was NOT based on an actual dress, I thought it up. Abby's however was, though I changed a couple of things. Please Review!