"Tim do you really have to go?" A rather irritated Abby asked.

"Yes Abs, I've got to go to Boston with Gibbs for the Federal Agents Training Seminar." He said as he rubbed Abby's lower back. "But the baby isn't due for another three weeks, you'll be fine." He said as he gently placed a kiss on her cheek. "I'll be back in a couple of days." He said and she sighed as the knots in her back were released.

"I know. I just… wish you were staying." She said pulling his neck so her lips met his.

"Me too Abs." He said kissing her once again. "But, you're going out for lunch with Tony and Jimmy this afternoon." Tim said, trying to lift her mood. "Then you won't feel so lonely."

Abby gave him a look clearly meaning that he wasn't helping. "Fabulous." She replied sarcastically.

"Come on Abs." He said, hoisting himself off the couch. "I'm leaving in about an hour, let's get you dressed."

"I can dress myself." Abby pouted from the couch. "However." She grunted as she struggled to get off the couch. "I can't get up."

Tim smiled. Abby might feel pathetic and worthless, but he thought she looked adorable. "Here." He said sympathetically as he grasped her delicate hand in his and lifted her gently off the couch.

"Thanks." Abby said, looking extremely uncomfortable.

"You okay?" Tim asked worriedly, noting Abby's apparent lack of comfort.

"Yeah…" Abby said quietly gripping her side. "The baby just decided to kick me in the ribs…" She explained.

"You know…" Tim started as they slowly walked down the hall to their room. "We really should talk about names…"

"Not now…" Abby groaned. "You won't stop bugging me about this. Why don't we just talk about it when you get back?" She suggested.

"Fine." Tim agreed ,opening the bedroom door. "What do you want to wear?"

"Something comfortable." Abby replied, rubbing her lower back. "I'm feeling extremely awkward this morning."

Tim shuffled through the closet and returned with a pair of black jeans, and a red and black striped tee shirt. "This work?" He asked her showing what he'd found.

"Yeah… can you grab my hoodie for me though, it's cold." Abby requested.

Tim nodded, it wasn't an unreasonable request, he himself was already wearing his hoodie, it had been extremely cold these last few days after Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow, meaning they were to suffer through six more weeks of winter.

At Christmastime the entire team had decided they wanted to do something completely random and childish, so Abby suggested they all got matching hoodies, donning NCIS-Team Gibbs On The front and a personalized back. Everyone had had so much fun with it they decided to make it a tradition. From Tony's Shirt that read 'Chick Magnet', to Gibbs's who's read 'The Person Who Refused To Pick Something To Put Here'. They had all caused laughs. Tim's read 'Meh.' And Abby's read 'PICKLES' which had been the craving she was having when they were designing the shirts.

Tim sifted around and finally pulled out the grey hoodie. "Here you go Abs." He said handing her the clothes. "I'll just go make sure I'm packed." He said as he shut the door.

Abby pulled on her clothes slowly, trying not to upset her stomach. She had already thrown up twice that morning, and didn't feel like doing it again. Once she was dressed and had her hair in a ponytail she made her way out to the living room, where she sunk into the couch, sighing with comfort.

"Hey Abs." Tim greeted her . "You sure you're all right?" He asked her cautiously.

"I'm fine Tim." Abby assured him. "I'm just going to miss you while you're gone." Abby said wrapping her Arms around Tim's neck.

"I'll miss you too." He said softly kissing her. Suddenly they were interrupted by the doorbell.

"Who is it?" Abby called in frustration.

"It's us!" Tony and Palmer chimed through the door. Tim sighed and got up to let them in. "Where's Abby?" they asked.

"In the living room." Tim replied.

"Thanks!" They replied still in sync.

"You ready to go Abs?" Tony asked cheerfully.

"We're going to that burger place on H and 4th." Palmer said excitedly.

"Great." Abby said forcing a smile on her face.

"Thanks you guys so much for taking care of her." Tim said. "I'll see you in a few days." He said to Abby giving her one last kiss before departing.

"Well lets get going!" Tony encouraged, obviously more concerned about the food than Abby.

Abby tried getting up, but was again unsuccessful. "Help?" Abby asked, which caused Tony to snort, and Palmer to rush over to help her up.

"Really Abby?" Tony asked in disbelief.

"Tony." Abby said impatiently. "If you had a bump this big attached to your abdomen, you'd need help up too."

"Fine fine." Tony said. "Let's get going!"

"I'll have a BLT burger and a diet coke." Palmer said to the waitress who had come for the third time to take their orders.

"Triple Bacon Burger and a Pepsi." Tony requested, as he unsubtly checked out their waitress.

"And for you?" The woman asked Abby.

"Just water." Abby requested quietly.

"Abs?" Tony asked somewhat alarmed. "You've been eating like a pig lately! And now you just want water?"

Palmer shot him a glance to tell him, he probably hadn't chosen the best wording. "What he means is…" Palmer explained. "Are you sure you don't want anything else?"

"Positive." Abby replied quietly.

After awhile of Palmer and Tony talking about sports, the weather, and every other conversation topic they could come up with their food arrived. Tony immediately dug in leaving ketchup on his shirt. Palmer tried one more time. "Abby, you sure you don't want…"

"I'm fine." Abby said irritably.

"Abby you should…" Palmer tried again.

"If she doesn't want to eat Palmer, don't make her." Tony said through a mouthful of food.

"But she needs to feed the baby!" Palmer insisted.

"If she's not hungry we shouldn't force food down her throat!" Tony retaliated.

"Tony, I'm the one here who went to medical school." Palmer protested, starting to shout.

"Yeah, well I've known her longer, if she's not hungry she doesn't eat!" Tony insisted, yelling just as loud.

"I'm ordering her something!" Palmer resolved.

"Oh no you're not!" Tony said slapping his hand back to the table.

"Guys?" Abby said weakly, but they didn't hear her.

"Waitress!" Palmer called while Tony tried to shoo her away.

"Guys!" Abby tried a little bit louder.

"TONY SHE NEEDS TO EAT!" Palmer screamed.

"YOU'RE A MORON!" Tony replied.

"GUYS!" Abby shouted over both of them which caused them to both look at her in surprise.

"What?" The both asked back to normal tones.

Abby winced. "I think… I'm in labour." She said shifting uncomfortably in her seat.

Tony and Palmer just sat there, blinking. It obviously hadn't registered yet, so Abby shifted again, trying to ease her back pressure. "Tony, Jimmy." She said calmly. "I think I'm in labour." She said clearly that time.

Suddenly both of them jumped into action. "Palmer call Tim." Tony instructed carefully moving around to Abby. "Abby what can we do?" He asked, trying not to panic.

"Get me a doctor." She said through gritted teeth.

"Oh and Palmer!" Tony called after him as he had forgotten his cell phone and was using a pay phone.

"Huh?" He asked covering the phone.

"Call a doctor." Tony said stupidly. "Abby, what do you want?"

Abby shook her head in disgust, why was she with the two most incompetent men in the world when this happened. "Tony." Abby breathed. "I want a doctor."

"We're working on it." Tony said quickly before shouting to Palmer "GET HER A FREAKING DOCTOR!"

"I'm working on it!" He replied confused as he flipped through the phone book.

Suddenly the waitress walked up. "Uh… I'm going to have to ask you to leave; you're disturbing the other customers." She said carefully, questioning Tony's sanity.

"BUT WE HAVE TO CALL A DOCTOR!" Tony protested.

"Uh huh…" She said as she ushered him toward the door.

Abby gingerly stood up to follow, not wanting to be left alone, but before she could walk a foot away from the table a sharp pain coursed through her body making her grab onto the table for support. She gasped as the pain overtook her, and Tony rushed back to her.

"Abby are you alright?" He asked nervously.

Before Abby could reply they heard the front door to the restaurant open and a familiar voice fill the air. "And before I knew it!" The voice said with a laugh. "I was dancing with the queen's niece!"

"DUCKY!" Abby called loudly, causing his attention to drift toward the area of the restaurant they were in.

"Table for two sir?" The worker asked him.

"One moment." He said, and he peered around a booth to see if someone had been calling him. His thoughts were confirmed when he saw Abby visually in pain grasping onto the table. "Abigail!" He called and he rushed over to her. "Tony what's wrong?" He asked his colleague as he helped support Abby.

"Um… She thinks she's in labour." Tony said, as if recalling the situation from the past.

Ducky whipped out his cell phone and dialed Bethesda to inform them Mrs. Mcgee was on her way. "Come on Abigail." Ducky said delicately helping her walk toward the door.

"Ducky?" the woman who he had arrived with asked.

"Oh Olivia!" He said, suddenly remembering his date. "My dear young friend Abigail, it seems has gone into labour." He said quietly as not to attract a lot of unnecessary attention. "And her husband is out of town, so for the time being, I need to go with her. I hope you understand."

Olivia nodded. "You're a good man." She said with a smile as she watched Ducky help Abby out. "Table for one." She told the man who had asked Ducky just moments ago.

"Breathe." Ducky said comfortingly in the backseat as Tony cautiously drove Ducky's Morgan to Bethesda.

"I want…. Tim…" Abby choked through her sobs.

"We're trying to get a hold of him." Ducky assured her gesturing to Palmer who was on the phone and had been for the past twenty minutes. "You just need to concentrate on yourself right now Abigail." Ducky said soothingly. "That's the best you can do for now."

After what seemed like hours to Abby they finally arrived at the hospital where Ziva was waiting. "Abby!" She greeted her as she helped Ducky get her out of the car. "How are you?"

"I've been better…" Abby said irritably.

Ducky was checking Abby in when Abby's phone started to shrilly ring, she picked it up without glancing at the caller ID. "What?" She asked the caller on the other line irritably.

"Abby it's Gibbs." Gibbs said quickly.

"Gibbs!" Abby cried, happiness bursting through her misery. "Where's Tim?" She asked anxiously.

"When he checked his phone when we landed in the gate, he listened to his messages and got back on a flight that left about a minute later to D.C., he should be there in a couple of hours." Gibbs explained. "How are you?" He asked conversationally.

Abby was about to respond when her second contraction ripped through her body causing her to drop her phone. Tony caught the phone before it could clatter against the floor. "Hi boss." He greeted. "Uh… she's just in pain." He said as if he were unsure of himself. "Okay. I'll tell her, bye!"

"Gibbs will be here as soon as possible." Tony informed Abby.

"Fabulous." Abby said through her clenched jaw. Once the contraction subsided Abby started thinking clearly again. "Ducky!" She said panicked. "Tim and I never finished our birth plan!"

"Abigail, there's nothing to worry about. The Obstetrician here is very talented." Ducky comforted.

"That's just it…" Abby said shifting trying to relieve some back pressure. "We don't want an Obstetrician to deliver the baby." Abby explained. "We were wondering if you would be willing to…" Abby trailed off, unsure of how to word her request.

"Abby I would be honored." Ducky cut her off with a smile. "I'll just go talk to the doctor they assigned you to and see what we can do about getting you into a room." Ducky walked hurriedly to the nurses' station.

"How are you feeling Abby?" Ziva asked gently as she tried to get Tony and Palmer to occupy themselves with some activity other than annoying Abby.

"I'm feeling like my husband is a moron." She said through gritted teeth.

Ziva smiled, but couldn't come up with a response. Finally Ducky came back, with a wheelchair. "Here we are Abigail." He said as he carefully helped her from her seat into the wheelchair. "We'll be in the maternity ward." He said as he pushed her down a long hallway. "Room 122." He said as they reached the door.

"Do you need help getting into bed?" Ducky asked as they went in.

"I don't think AUGH!" She said as another contraction ripped down her back.

"Breathe Abigail." Ducky coached calmly. "Breathe… It will me over in a minute."

Abby clung tightly to the side of the bed, begging for support. "Oww..owww"

Tony walked in with a cup of coffee. "What's her ordeal?" He asked absentmindedly, earning him a smack across the face from Ziva.

"She's having a baby you moron!" Ziva exclaimed. "Honestly I'll never cease to be amazed by the stupidity of you two!"

"Hey what did I do!" Palmer questioned.

"Nothing… this time." Ziva said obviously thinking of all the other things Palmer had done that would be considered 'stupid'. "Abby… it's okay…" Ziva tried to comfort her.

"Says you." Abby said irritably. "All right… I think it's over…" Abby said through deep breaths.

"All right, let's get you hooked up to the monitors." Ducky said as he gently helped her into the bed. After several minutes of examination Ducky spoke again. "Everything looks fine Abby, you still have awhile though." He said, apologetically.

"I want Tim." Abby said tears starting to pour out of her eyes.

"He's on his way." Tony said, his brotherly side immediately kicking in. "He should be here anytime now." He said as he rubbed her shoulders.

"That's not good enough Tony!" Abby said irritably. "I need him here now!" She was nearly screaming.

Tony didn't know what to do. He couldn't decide whether or not to try and comfort her, or just let her cry it out. He eventually opted for the latter, and sat quietly next to her as she fell asleep.

About an hour later Abby woke up in pain. "Tim?" Abby asked through both the pain and the haze from being asleep.

"Not here yet Abigail." Ducky said quietly from the corner where he was busily working on something.

Abby said something under her breath before sitting up. "Okay I'm done." Abby said loud enough for Ducky to hear her.

"Done?" He asked confused, still not looking away from his work.

"Uh huh." Abby affirmed, as she swung her legs to the side of the bed. Abby was already halfway to the door when Ducky realized she had gotten up.

"ABIGAIL!" He shouted, confused and shocked at her behavior. "Get back in that bed right now." He ordered.

"Uh… No thanks." Abby said, steadily making her way to the door.

Ducky was about to speak again but he didn't have the chance. Tim came sprinting through the door plowing right into Abby. Ducky and Tim were barely able to catch her before she hit the ground. "Abby I'm so sorry." He said as he carefully helped Ducky pull her upright.

"It's okay Mcgee." She said, using his surname, something she hadn't done in a long time. "Let's go."

"Go?" Tim asked confused.

"Yeah… I'm not doing this today." Abby said determinedly.

"Abby… that's not really the way it works." Tim said clutching her arm tight to keep her from leaving.

Abby moved her hand to her lower back. "No… I'm not doing this today… So let's come back tomorrow." Abby insisted.

"Abby." Tim said, trying to reason with her. "I want you in that bed."

Abby raised one eyebrow. "Really?" She asked sarcastically.

Tim sighed. "You know what I meant! Now… get… in that bed." He said as he pushed her toward it.

"Timothy Mcgee stop!" She demanded sounding as if she were in pain.

"Abby my grip isn't that tight." He insisted.

"It's not you…" She growled. "It's your vicious spawn."

Tim looked confused for a moment before realization dawned on him and he stopped to support Abby. "It's okay…" He said quietly as Abby cried from the pain.

"Says you…" Abby muttered as the contraction subsided.

"Abby?" He asked as he cautiously helped Abby back into the bed. "Did you call anyone else?"

"Like who?" Abby asked, confused.

"My parents… Evan… Sarah?" He suggested.

"Uh… no." Abby replied guiltily.

"I'm going to go do that then." Tim said as he resolutely headed for the door. Abby let out an exasperated groan. "What?" Tim asked as he turned to face her looking rather irritated.

Abby was taken aback. If she had been expecting anything, it definitely wasn't that. "N-n-nothing." She said quietly and Tim walked out.

Tears rose to Abby's eyes. What had she done that had made him so mad? Ducky who had witnessed the entire scene came over to comfort her. "It's alright Abigail." He assured her.

"What was that?" She shouted, suddenly extremely angry. "I'm here giving birth to his child and he just waltzes out as if it's just some random Tuesday?"

"It's Friday dear." Ducky pointed out, which caused Abby to grab the front of his shirt in her fist.

"YOU THINK I REALLY CARE?" She screamed, obviously at the end of her temper.

"What did you do to Abby?" Tony asked sounding rather alarmed as he walked through the door.

"Uhm…" Ducky said, unsure if telling about the incident was a good or bad idea. Eventually Tony's withering stare made him speak. "Timothy… just left." He said wincing as Abby started to cry.

"Wait…" Tony said as he took in the information. "You're telling me Mcgee showed up, but left her here?" He turned and stormed back out the door. "I swear when I find him…"

It was only minutes later that Tony pinned Tim against the nearest wall. "What are you doing?" He asked agitated.

"Calling Sarah." He said motioning to his iPhone in his left hand.

Tony grabbed the phone from his hand, threw it on the floor, and stepped on it. Tim winced as he heard the cracks of his phone breaking. "I'm going to ask again. What are you doing?"

"Nothing now…" Tim replied honestly.

Tony released his grip. "You do realize that Abby, your wife is giving birth right now…right?" he asked angrily.

"Of course I do." Tim replied as if this was a normal everyday activity.

"And you do realize she's in extreme pain?" Tony asked, even angrier.

"I…I thought that was only during the contractions…" Tim said, suddenly looking guilty.

"Oh no… That's just when she's in even more pain than she normally is." Tony said, giving him a look that clearly said 'I'm tempted to kill you right now'. "And she's not exactly happy you left. In fact, I'd say she's livid."

Tim punched the wall. "Why am I such a moron?" He asked aloud as he headed for Abby's room again.

"Probably because you spend all your spare time with online friends!" Tony called after him. "Hey Mcdad! Hang on!" Tony called as he ran down the hall.

"What?" Tim turned looking rather irritated about being interrupted on his quest.

"Don't you ever… and I mean ever… hurt her again. Or I will beat you up." Tony said angrily. Then his face changed to a smile. "Now go… Abby needs you."

Tim made his way through the hallways of the hospital to Abby's room where he found her crying in pain. Tim's heart was ripped open as he saw the tears streaming down her pale face, leaving black residue from her eye makeup behind. He slowly started to walk toward her, but stopped when Abby held her hand up, unable to speak through the pain.

After the contraction subsided Abby spoke up. "Timothy go away." She said through her locked jaw.

"Abby…" He said, tears already filling his own eyes. "Abby I'm so sorry…" He tried, but that just drew the line.

"YOU LEAVE AND GO TO ANOTHER STATE ON THE DAY I GO INTO LABOUR! AND THEN YOU COME BACK, AND THE FIRST THING YOU DO IS CALL OTHER PEOPLE!" Abby was clearly torn between sadness and anger.

"Abby I never should have left this morning. I knew something was wrong, but I couldn't figure out what. When I got the message from Tony saying you had gone into labour, I felt like I was the worst person in the world. When I got here, and you were in so much pain… I didn't want to have to think about…The fact that I'm the reason you're in this pain." He confessed softly.

Abby couldn't decide whether she wanted to hug, or slap him, so she just settled for breaking down into tears. Tim walked closer, and when she didn't stop him he carefully sat down next to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Abby I'm so sorry." He said as he ran his fingers through her hair.

"It's okay Timmy… just… never leave again okay?" she asked, her green eyes piercing his soul.

"Of course not Abby."

"Abby we're pretty much there." Ducky said softly as Abby cringed through another contraction. "Within the next hour you'll be ready to push."

"NEXT HOUR!" She asked in alarm. She had already been in labour for fifteen hours, and it was starting to get exhausting, plus it hurt. Abby turned to face Tim. "Tim I want drugs." She said plainly.

"Abby, we agreed you wanted a natural birth…" Tim pointed out.

"TIMOTHY MCGEE I WANT DRUGS!" Abby screamed, causing Ducky to jump in alarm.

"I'll…go get an epidural ready…" Ducky said, and he walked out of the room.

Moments later everyone who had left for dinner came back and arranged themselves around the room. Sarah, Tony, Evan, and Ziva were sitting in a small circle on the floor. Gibbs was talking impatiently to Palmer about something he had said at dinner about dead squirrels.

"Abby, are you sure you want an epidural?" Tim asked quietly.

"Yes Tim I'm…AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" She screamed as a contraction racked her body with pain.

She gripped tightly onto Tim's hand. "AHHHHH!" Tim screamed trying to rearrange his hand within Abby's iron grip.

"AAAAHHH!" Tony screamed.

"What was that?" Sarah asked alarmed.

"I just wanted to be a part of it!" Tony replied with a grin.

Sarah threw the book she had been reading in his general direction, and happened to hit him in the center of his face. "OW!" He cried. "Okay that's just uncalled for!" He said as he tossed the book back, missing by several feet and hitting Gibbs' shin. "Uh… We're just gonna go now." Tony said quietly, and Sarah, Evan, Tony, and Ziva made their exit.

"All right Abigail… Let's see what we can do about that pain." Ducky said as he came in pushing a medical cart.

Suddenly Abby screamed again, then she stopped long enough to speak. "Duck I need to push." She said urgently.

"All right, Mr. Palmer… I'm going to need assistance and I don't have time to page a nurse." Ducky said pulling Palmer over to Abby. Then he looked up at Gibbs, "Are you waiting for me to tell you to leave?" He asked impatiently.

"Ducky…" Abby growled.

"You're fine Abigail….But Jethro I need the risk of infection for the infant as low as possible." He explained as he pulled on some gloves and handed a pair to Palmer.

"DUCKY THIS BABY IS COMING NOW!" Abby screamed.

"Jethro!" Ducky insisted.

Finally, without a word, he left to go wait with the others.

It was another hour filled with screams that they waited through before they heard another, higher pitched scream which caused all of them to jump up in excitement.

"MY NIECE!" Sarah screamed at the exact same time Evan proclaimed, "MY NEPHEW!"

Sarah smacked his arm. "What makes you so sure it's a boy?"

"What makes you so sure it's a girl?" He retorted.

"Touché." Sarah replied before turning to wait for someone to come tell them the news.

Several minutes later Tim came out, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "It's a girl." He said with a smile.

"YES!"

"NO!"

"You guys can come see her if you're quiet." Tim said, which caused each of them to follow him back to Abby.

Walking into the room felt a bit like walking into a movie scene. Abby lying on the bed with her daughter, only slightly smaller than average resting on her chest. Ducky carefully instructing Palmer on what he should do next, and Palmer, attempting to remember it all.

"Awww." Sarah was the first to speak, though it was in whispered tones. "What's my little niece's name?" She asked as she ran a finger down the baby's soft skin.

"Abs?" Tim said as he turned from his conversation with Gibbs.

"Caitlin." Abby replied. "Caitlin Kelly Mcgee."

Author's Note: Awwwwww… I know it's adorable. Okay! I'm almost done with this story. One more chapter! (Possibly two, do you guys want another chapter with baby Caitlin? Or should I move onto the Epilogue?) Thanks so much to my reviewers! I appreciate it so much! Review!