Sorry for the delay, I sometimes get caught up in my life I have to be present for. Please, please, please review, I could use the motivation to keep up with this story… that I am really enjoying by the way.

Disclaimer: What is the actual function of this? I DON'T OWN THE SHOW NCIS, MARK HARMON, or any of the rest of the cast I love so much.

"Gibbs! I just realised something !" A certain forensic scientist said excitedly.

"What would that be, sexy mama?" Gibbs asked wrapping his arm around Abby. She had stayed the night with Jethro, but no, they did not have sex.

"Jethro," she playfully slapped his chest, "you feeling frisky? You have been mighty unsuitable for any sort of public interaction lately."

"It's a good thing we are not in public then." He said while kissing the shell of her ear. "Anyways, what was it you were going to tell me?" she leant back against his broad chest.

"Oh yeah, it's Friday!" Abby excitedly squealed.

"Abbs, and why is that so exciting?" He asked incredulously.

"It's date night." Gibbs decided to keep up with the façade and pretend he didn't remember that it was Friday. He knew in reality, she was the one forgetting something, and he was going to have a helluva lot of fun reminding her.

"Abby, I have a request."

"And what would that be Jethro?"

"Can we switch turns? You get this dare today, and I get the truth afterwards?"

"Maybe I want to be dared." She said fake frowning.

"If you really wanted to, then I will dare you outside of the game, or after the truth… but I… it's important for something." Gibbs held her gaze, "Please?"

"Fine. Let me tell you now, though, you are going to regret switching." She said, leaving the room to get dressed. "It's 6:30, we need to get ready for work. Oh, and I already know my dare: sleep with me."

"Abby," He sighed frustrated, "Can that not wait for just a little while?"

"Fine, I dare you to tell the entire office, including Vance, that we are together. No more sideways glances, I don't want them questioning, I want them to know."

"Alright, I will."

Gibbs went into work that day, Abby sat at his desk, wanting to watch the incoming admission. Gibbs waited another 10 minutes for Tony to walk in fashionably late, as always.

"Dinozzo, David, Mcgee! Here, now." All three of his agents quickly came into the centre of the bullpen. "Abby and I, are seeing each other. We concluded we no longer want you guys constantly guessing where we are going. Mcgee, stop scowling, and Dinozzo, for the love of god, shut your mouth." He then walked upstairs, but Abby remained.

"What is he doing now" she mumbled under her breath before being barraged with questions from the team she loved so dearly.

"When did you guys officially start going out?" Ziva asked immediately.

"2 months I think… depends on what counts as official."

"How's he like in bed?" Tony questioned.

"Sex? I wouldn't know. He's a cuddly sleeper though."

Then all of a sudden the emergency intercom made the buzzing noise showing it's activity. Before she knew it, Abby heard Gibbs' voice: Abigail Sciuto and I, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, are in a relationship.

Abby's gasp was barely audible over the sound of the rest of the building erupting in laughter or perceptible confusion.

"Who needs Facebook, when you have Gibbs so subtly tells the world." Tony laughed quietly.

Abby thought she would be more embarrassed by this sudden outburst, but in all honesty, she was relieved. She was so glad that she would no longer get funny glances whenever Gibbs touched her from the current interns. Instead she would just get a 'knowing' look.

Gibbs came downstairs and stood about five feet away from Abby, staring her directly in the eye.

"I told Vance. He approves, just nothing inappropriate in the building." He said quietly. Gibbs, for once, was unsure of himself. Had he crossed her personal boundary?

Abby walked over to him, due to her tall boots, almost looking at him eye to eye, and kissed him. She poured out how glad she was to be his into the movements of her lips.

"Happy 11 year anniversary, Abbs." He whispered into her ear while reaching for something behind him. He pulled a cup off his desk with a heart on the straw.

"You didn't forget?" She asked confused.

"Of course not, our anniversary, and your birthday are the two most important dates I feel the need to remember." He looked at her with his lopsided smile, and her heart melted a little more. "I'll pick you up at 7, dress casually."

Abby had a busy work day considering her workload being so low. She had people constantly asking different questions about her relationship with Gibbs. A lot of the time, the only answer she could give the nosy people, was It's just nice. She went home at 5 to start getting ready for whatever they were doing tonight.

Abby threw on a pair of low hanging black cargo pants, and a red tank-top (in honour of the approaching summer). Instead of her normal combat boots, she pulled on a pair of grey converses. Her normally high pig-tails were braided low and hung around her neck. Abby toned down her normally heavy makeup for some mascara, and bright red lipstick.

Gibbs knocked at her door, and Abby opened it to see her boyfriend standing there in casual cotton t-shirt and a pair of light washed jeans. She grabbed a hold of his hand as he led her down the steps of her apartment to his car.

"Where are we going Jethro?" She asked when he pulled out of her street.

"To the park of course, Abby girl."

"The park is the other direction though…"

"Yes, we are going to a different one. Trust me, it's much prettier. I brought the auxiliary cord out of your car, and charged the iPod you left at home. I'm giving you free range over music… just nothing to ear-splitting please." He placed his hand on Abby's thigh and made small figure eights over her legs.

'Scream' by the Misfits accompanied the rest of the ride to the park. When they arrived, Abby noticed two things. One, there were a lot of dogs. Two, there was a lot more green and trees than she was used to.

"What are we doing here Gibbs?"

"Well, first, we are going to eat dinner at this picnic bench," he gestured at a bench while pulling a box of pizza and a six pack of beer from his trunk, "Then, I'm buying you a dog."

"Wha-"

"I know how torn up you were when you couldn't keep Jethro, and McGee ended up with custody over him, but I own a house, the dog can live with me."

"Oh thank you thank you thank you!" She squealed and jumped up into his arms as soon as he put down their food and drinks.

Gibbs had ordered a mega-veggie pizza from Mellow Mushroom, Abby's favourite type of pizza, and she happily ate as much as she could.

"Alright Abby, truth: Do you love me?" Abby was taken aback by the sudden abruptness of the question. She was unsure of how to answer because, of course she loved him, but how would he respond to that?

"More than you know." She whispered.

"I love you so much Abigail. I really do, I just want to make sure you are prepared to hear that from me. I feel a tighter bond to you than almost all of my wives, and at this point, just as strong of a bond as I had with Shannon. You mean so much to me." To most it would sound like a proposal, but Abby knew exactly what he wanted at the moment.

"I love you too, Jethro." She whispered before lowering her lips onto his.

Before they could get too involved, Abby pulled away. "You promised me a dog, I expect you to maintain that promise." She smiled, and dragged him by his hand toward a fenced in area of puppies.

Abby spent 3 seconds looking at all of them before pointing out one in the centre.

"I need that one; he's the one for me." The woman supervising picked up the puppy and handed it to the happy couple. "Hi Duke." She smiled.

"Here's the information and certification for him, he's a Great Dane mix… he's going to be a very big boy."

"Welcome to the family boy." Gibbs said while watching Abby rub his stomach ferociously.

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