Not a lot of Hollis fans out there, eh? Thanks for all the reviews – they make me laugh!

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It took less than five minutes for Abby to hail a cab. She watched traffic pass by as the cabbie drove her home. She paid, leaving a decent tip and then headed up the front step. Security was surprised to see her home so early, but they double checked the house once more and took up their posts.

Abby dropped her bag inside the door and moved into the kitchen. She made herself a cup of tea, and then grabbed a granola bar, sitting on the kitchen counter as she ate. Her mind wandered to the events in the bullpen. Could he really not see Hollis' come on? Abby tried talking herself down from her anger, telling herself that he was just focused on the case, that he was doing it because of how much he loved her, but then she closed her eyes and all she could see was Hollis' hands on Gibbs shoulders.

The thought send a shiver down her spine and Abby hopped down from the counter and made her way to the couch. She stretched out along the length of the couch and grabbed the remote. She watched the news for awhile before her eyes drifted closed and she fell asleep.

Abby startled awake a few hours later to the sound of a firm knock on the front door. Forgetting that security was in place for a reason, Abby flung the door wide open.

"Abby." Warmth cascaded around Abby when Jack pulled her into a tight hug.

She spoke without pulling out of his hug. "What're you doing here, Jack?"

"A little birdie told me you needed a little help around here." Jack waited until Abby pulled away and made a sweeping motion to welcome him in. "Security around here is tight. Had to show two kinds of ID before I could even turn the car off," Jack nodded over his shoulder.

"Yeah." Abby shut and locked the door behind them and ushered Jack into the living room. "You didn't have to rush all the way down here."

"Tony wasn't so convinced. Why don't you fill me in on what's going on. It sounds like my son is more than a little focused."

"It's not so much the case, it's the bitch that goes with it." Abby sat beside Jack on the couch and pulled her knees up to her chest. "Well, to fully understand, I have to go back a few years. There is this woman, lt. colonel Hollis Mann…" Abby tried to explain the whole situation, starting with Gibbs' and Hollis' short lived romance. She worked through the details of the original Sharif case, and then how Hollis had left after finding out about Shannon and Kelly.

She found it easy to explain to Jack how she felt… how Hollis seemed to be trying to make a move and how Gibbs didn't seem to notice, nor understand why she felt threatened. Jack frowned when Abby explained the situation earlier in the day at the office. He knew his son could be a little dense; Leroy had probably gotten it from him, but still… he hated to see Abby so visibly shaken from the events.

"Abby," Jack tilted her chin so that she couldn't look anywhere but at him. "I know my son, and I know that he loves you. You don't have to worry about the Hollis woman getting in between you. Does he know how frustrated you are that she seems to be all over him?"

"I… I don't know. He told me not to worry, but… she's all over him."

"Sounds like this Hollis is a real piece of work. Why, back in Stillwater, there was a woman after just about every man in town back when I was working in the mines. She'd bring us all sorts of cookies and pies, but I never touched the stuff. I was happily courting Leroy's mother at the time, and I didn't want to give the wrong impression."

"What happened?"

"She got knocked up, then married, then divorced, knocked up and married again. No one heard from her again after that."

Abby raised an eyebrow and opened her mouth to speak when they both heard the sound of a key in the lock.

"Abby!" Gibbs rushed in. "Jack?"

"Hello, son." Jack greeted.

Gibbs looked from Abby to his father and back to Abby again. He greeted his father quickly before stepping up to Abby. "You left! Why? I thought you were with Ducky or something. I spent 30 minutes looking for you before someone told me that you left a few hours ago. Why did you leave without telling me?"

Irritation was evident in his voice, and Abby was unsure of how to explain. She knew he was so focused on the case, and she didn't want to make a bigger deal out of Mann then it was, but…

Jack sensed her hesitation and stepped in. "Rumor has it, you've got your head stuck up your ass again, Leroy."

Gibbs was shocked at his father's observation.

"This Hollis Mann…" Jack started.

"This is about Hollis?" He turned to look at Abby again. "Has she done something?"

Abby's head fell to the side slightly as she sighed. "She's all over you, Gibbs."

"What are you talking about?"

"Are you serious? Shes-" Abby was cut off by the doorbell. She looked over at the door and then at Gibbs. When he shrugged she walked over to answer it. This was the most use the door had gotten in weeks. Abby yanked open the door and froze. "You've got to be kidding me." She stared at Hollis a moment before a sad laugh escaped. "Jack, this is Hollis. Hollis, Jack."

Throwing her hands up in defeat Abby passed both Gibbs and Jack and headed for the kitchen.

"Hollis Mann." Hollis extended her hand.

Jack shook it. "Jackson. Jackson Gibbs."

Hollis looked from Jack to Gibbs and back again as she hoped for an explanation.

"What've you got, Hollis?"

"Oh, er, nothing. You just left in such a hurry and caught a cab, so I wanted to be sure that you were alright. I wouldn't have minded giving you a lift home."

"I'm fine Hollis, thank you." Gibbs was tired. He rubbed his hand down over his face. "Let me know if anything related to Nasser Sharif comes up. Otherwise I'll see you at work." With that he turned and headed towards the kitchen in search of Abby.

Jack eyed Hollis as she stood there awkwardly, unsure if she should leave or try a little small talk with Jack. "So, you're Jethro's…"

"Father. I think you can leave now. He's in good hands between Abby and I."

Hollis nodded and headed towards the door. She heard Jack's footsteps behind her, but said nothing. She was down the first two steps before Jack finally spoke. "Stay away from Abby. She's been through enough. And stopping by here to see my son isn't a good idea either."

His words weren't harsh, but there was something in the way he looked at her that had Hollis feeling uneasy.

Jack rounded the corner into the kitchen in time to see a bagel go flying by his son's head as Abby moved angrily around the kitchen. "She's all over you, it's so obvious!"

"She isn't Abby! And even if she was, I don't get why you are so angry! I love you, not her! It isn't an issue." Gibbs shouted back. He didn't understand how Abby could feel so threatened when clearly he was so focused to get this guy to keep her safe.

"She isn't? Gibbs! She gave you a shoulder massage today! She's always touching you, sitting on your desk… SHE. IS. All. OVER. You!" Abby shouted angrily. "What do you think she was stopping by for? She doesn't have a phone to check in? She has to stop by, hope to be invited in..?"

Gibbs held up his hands. "Enough, Abby. I'm going to bed. I'm tired; it's been a long day." Gibbs said nothing as he passed his father, slightly miffed that Jack was around to witness their first fight.

Jack listened for the bedroom door to close upstairs before moving towards Abby. "It'll be alright, darling. He does love you, and my guess is that he just doesn't notice her advances. He's always had a one-track mind and I'm afraid that currently he is set on killing the bastard that put the both of you in the hospital."

Abby sighed and tried to stop herself from shaking. She wasn't really mad at him, per say, more so at Hollis. She wished Jack a good night and told him that the guest bed was made up. She needed a little alone time before going to sleep, so she curled up on the couch to flip channels for awhile. She didn't pay much attention to the screen, but instead let her mind wander to the man upstairs in her bed.

She was tired, and wanted to sleep, but now that they had fought, Abby wasn't sure if he wanted her lying next to him. She decided on quietly grabbing her PJ's, figuring that he'd be asleep by now, and then returning to the couch. It wouldn't be the first time she'd slept on the couch, but usually she was pinned between Gibbs and the fluffy cushions.

She was quiet as she tip-toed into the bathroom to brush her teeth and get ready for bed. The last thing she needed to do was change. The glow from the moon was enough for her to see the bed, and the pj's she had left on the dresser. Her hand was reaching for the door to head back downstairs after changing, when Gibbs spoke.

"Where are you going?"

"I wasn't sure…"

Gibbs tossed back the covers. "I'm not mad at you, Abby. I just don't understand how you could think Hollis still wants me after… everything. Or how you think that I would fall for her… after everything you and I have been through. She knows we're together. And you're it for me. Get in bed, Abbs."

Abby slid under the cool and crisp sheets to snuggle up to Gibbs. "Can we not talk about her in our bed?"

Gibbs nodded and placed a warm kiss to her forehead. "Goodnight, Abby. I love you."

"I love you, too."

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TBC…