A/N: Yay! Great reviews everyone. I appreciate it. I will gladly accept any input into how the story progresses.

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The agents got off the elevator at the basement. The lab or "Abby's Labby" was where most of the evidence was processed for the MCRT. The bass of Abby's stereo could be felt and heard in the hallway. When they walked in, Abby was powering up and calibrating her babies.

"Abby!" they shouted.

Abby turned around and smiled at them.

"Hey guys. What's up?"

Tim stepped forward. "Abby, we need to talk to you and Ducky."

"Hang on a sec." She went to a small screen she had on her desk. She turned it on and Ducky appeared.

"Dear Abigail, how are you this fine morning?"

"I'm great, but the team wanted to talk to us. Can you come up?"

"Certainly. Give me just a moment." And he signed off.

By the time Ducky arrived in the lab, everyone had grabbed a chair and moved into Abby's inner office to give them privacy from any onlookers.

"Duckman!" Abby said as she gave him a hug.

"How lovely to see you my dear. Pray tell me, why are we all here?"

Kate spoke up. "Pull up a seat and we'll explain."

Everyone maneuvered their chairs into a circle.

Tim started, "Something weird happened this morning."

"Gibbs was acting strange." Ziva said.

Abby got curious. "How strange?"

Kate replied, "He was whistling and smiling."

Ducky looked rather perturbed at this. "That is not typical Gibbs behavior."

"We know!"

"There was also a vase of roses and a box sitting on his desk too." Tim added.

"Oooohhh, secret admirer." Abby got excited.

"We don't think so. He looked at the card and smiled like he knew who gave it to him."

"What was in the box?"

Ziva joined in, "A nickel plated .45 and a shoulder holster."

"Dammit. Why does he get the good gifts?" Abby cried.

"We can't figure out who gave it to him. We're debating male vs. female. That's why we wanted to talk to you. You both must know Gibbs more than we do. We three just realized we know little to nothing about him." Kate said.

"Let's compare notes and see." Abby supplied. "So what do we know about Leroy Jethro Gibbs."

"He was a Marine gunnery sergeant and a sniper." Tim said.

"He's addicted to coffee." supplied Kate.

"Isn't his nickname 'Second B is for Bastard'?" Ziva asked.

They all chuckled at this. "More or less, my dear, more or less." Ducky said.

"He likes classic cars because he drives a '71 Challenger and lives in Virginia based on the license plate." Abby added.

"This morning he got a call on his cell and he spoke to the other person in Italian."

"Oh my, I never knew. I heard him speak Russian once with remarkable fluency. Looks like Jethro has been holding out on us." Ducky mused.

They contemplated this for a few moments.

"Well, since we can guess that this other person is very close to Gibbs, is he seeing anyone?" Tim asked.

"Bossman never kisses and tells with me McGee. Sorry."

"Ducky?"

"I just had a thought. In our conversations, not once has the subject of family come up. I wonder if he has any."

"Poor Bossman!"

Kate looked at her watch. It was after 1100. "I think we should break for lunch and meet back here. Gibbs will still likely be stuck in MTAC so we should be safe."

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Gibbs hated being in MTAC. He would rather be out in the field solving a petty officer's murder than salvaging what was left of a CIA clusterfuck. He looked at his watch. 1200. He hoped he could get out of here in time. He still had to change his clothes and pick up his gift before dinner.

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It was after 1230 when everyone reconvened in the lab.

"Ok, how do we go about finding out about Gibbs?"

"Well, Mr. MIT, I suggest you hack into his personnel file."

Tim sputtered, "I can't do that. It's like breaking a code or something."

"Timmy if you don't do it, then I will. I can't believe I didn't so this sooner!"

Everyone crowded around Abby as she worked her magic. Fingers glided across her keyboard as she searched through the database. Her computer dinged when she got a hit. She opened the file and stared.

"Whoa. You guys, you have to see this."