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(Tony is staring straight ahead, expressionless)

Abby: Perhaps we should get Ducky here… Tony looks broken

Kate: How can you tell?

Abby: Kate's threatening to take all her clothes off.

Kate: Hey!

(Tony sitting in still silence)

Kate: Hm, maybe he is broken

Night At Gibbs

The Next Day…

They all reluctantly had eaten breakfast together. Gibbs had dropped Kate off at her apartment but had made sure that Abby had kept Tony at his place. For he knew when things got uncomfortable, Tony would want to leave. But also he knew that Abby would talk to Tony and make sure he doesn't run. For someone who had been so willing to face danger at every turn, Tony sure as hell could run away when he wanted to.

Abby brought Tony a coffee and she sat down at the table in front of him. "You want to talk?" Abby asked. "Heard you said some home truths last night," she let him know that she knew some things.

"I'm fine," Tony answered automatically. It was the usual response he'd always give. Tony thought that the Gibbs' stare could move walls but Abby had a look that equaled that. Right now, she had a look that reached into the soul and was dragging those feelings out. "We spend a hell of a lot of time together right Abs?" He asked as he studied the coffee mug held firmly in his grasp. "They say that the more you travel on a airplane, the more likely you'd be in a plane crash," Tony shrugged his shoulders.

"You're likening our friendship to an airplane?" Abby asked.

"No," Tony scoffed as he moved the mug around. "I'm just saying that the more time we spend together, the more chance I have to hurt you," Tony continued on. "Come on," he noticed the look that Abby gave him. "Last night is a perfect example to what happens when you're around me too often. I was there drinking on my own for a reason. But then I got you two involved and look where that ended up," Tony refused to look up.

"Do you think I'm still a kid Tony?" Abby asked flatly.

"No, Abs," Tony responded. "It's just, I know you like to drink with me and this time I took it too far," he shrugged his shoulders. "And now look," he added.

"You think I have no self control?" Abby almost laughed. "You think I only started drinking since you come along. I got news for you Tony, I can party with the best of them. Look at me Tony… You're not hurting me in anyway. It's always been my choice to drink with you," she assured him as best as she could. "I know you'd never intentionally hurt me."

"How about unintentionally?" Tony slumped back into his chair.

"Then I know you'll do everything in your power to make it right," Abby answered. "I know who you are Tony and whatever happens, you'd find away to make it up to me," she said with a high degree of certainty.

"I don't know," Tony responded.

"See it this way then. If you leave you'll hurt me and with you gone there'd be no way you could ever make it up to me," Abby pleaded with her eyes. She stood up and took a seat next to Tony and placed her hand on his. "Don't leave… Please," Abby said.

Tony held her hand to his cheek just for the touch. Just to know that she was there. "You're always there when I need to talk," Tony said his voice was quieting down. "I never give you a chance to talk anything that's bothering you," he said.

"You never will give me the chance to if you go away so please don't go. I need you," Abby pleaded.

Don't leave me! Please! I'll be good, I'll do what you tell me. Please don't go mother. Please! Tony fought hard to hold back the tears. He let go of Abby's hand and propped his head into his folded arms. Tony had asked his mother not to leave him but she did anyway.

Abby put her arm around his shoulders and rested her head there. Instead of the stillness that she expected from his silence she could feel Tony's body trembling slightly. "Tony, Are you ok?" Abby asked and lifted her head. Her query was met with silence. "Tony," she tried again. Abby did the best thing she could think of and that was to begin playing with his hair. At first, Tony attempted to shrug it off but sighed as he kept his face hidden. "Was it something I said?" Abby had never seen Tony react this way to her before.

Abby flipped open her phone. "Gibbs," she said quietly on the phone without taking her other hand off Tony's shoulder.

Yes Abs?

"It's Tony," Abby walked into the kitchen so that Tony was unable to hear. "I said he shouldn't leave, I asked him to stay. I practically begged him to stay…"

Abs! Gibbs raised his voice to get her attention. Abby's voice was starting to sound panicky and that was starting to sound creepy.

"Sorry Boss-man," Abby snapped out of it. "Well I was asking and begging him to stay to not leave and he kind of zoned out," Abby explained.

What do you mean Abby? Gibbs asked her for a better explanation.

"He's turned all non-responsive on me Gibbs," Abby truly felt unsure what she'd done to cause Tony to go catatonic on her.

Look, I'm on my way. I'll be there in about fifteen minutes. Gibbs cut off the connection.

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A/N: Alright, I hope that this chapter is alright and didn't sound to OOC for Tony or Abs.

(Ducky shines light in Tony's eyes) You know this reminds me of a young chap I met in 88 it seemed that his body went into full shutdown (snaps fingers to get an auditory response) Oh dear…

Abby: Oh dear, looks like the author did break him.

Kate…

Abby: They're going to kill off James Bond Tony!

Silence…

Kate: Oh dear, Gibbs is going to be so pissed.