A/N: For another week of the creative drive over on the Gabby forum. (Clearly, I'm *just* getting to posting all these. Maybe I'll think of titles other than the prompts given for later entries. Or not. LoL.)
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He found her in her tiny kitchen, surrounding by bits of wiring and plastic. "Abbs?"
She jumped and turned around, looking distraught. "Gibbs, thank goodness! It broke! Do you know anything about fixing these things?" she asked, gesturing to what he now recognized as her coffeemaker.
"Only that they're generally not supposed to be in forty pieces," he said.
Abby bit her lip. "But we have to have coffee. What would you do without it?" She surveyed the mess again, her shoulders slumping. "Do you think Tim would be annoyed if we called him to fix it?"
"I'd be annoyed if you called him," Gibbs said, coming up behind her and pressing a kiss to her temple. "It's okay, Abbs. I don't come over here for the coffee."
A smile began to spread across her face as she turned in his arms. "Are you sure?"
"Very," he murmured as he began to pull her towards the bedroom.
Abby leaned into him, her fingers plucking at his clothing. "Well, I'll pick up a new one in the morning. Just in case," she laughed.