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Gibbs hurried to the lab. He checked his watch. 1630. Damn, he needed to hurry. He rushed in and was surprised to hear nothing. He didn't see Abby, but her machines were still running so she had to be around there somewhere.

"Abby?"

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"Shit! It's Gibbs."

Everyone started to panic. They didn't expect him to come down there.

"Abby, what are we going to do. There's only one exit."

"Ok. I'll distract him while you guys hide in the ballistics lab. Timmy, turn off the monitors. Give me five minutes and then you can come out."

She waited until she knew everyone was well hidden. She opened her office door.

"Hey Bossman!"

Gibbs looked at her. "Abs, can I borrow your office for a few minutes?"

She started fidgeting. "Can I ask why?"

Gibbs starting impatient. "Look, I don't have time to argue. I have to change my clothes and then I'll leave. I'll be in and out in ten minutes tops."

"Ok. Come on in."

Gibbs sat his duffel and box on the table in the office. He pulled out his best suit and dress shoes and laid them out. He took off his sports coat and work shoes and stuffed them in the bag. He emptied his pockets and turned towards Abby.

"I'm going to change in the bathroom. Can you find me a full length mirror?"

"Sir, yes, Sir. I mean Ma'am."

Gibbs smiled, grabbed the dress shirt and slacks and retreated into the bathroom. Abby made sure the door was closed before she silently ran across the room to the ballistics lab.

Tim spoke up, "Is the coast clear, Abby."

"Sorry, Timmy, but Bossman needed to change his clothes. He said it would take him ten minutes."

"I guess we wait."

"Kate, I need that mirror for Gibbs when he gets out. Grab it for me?"

Kate passed her the tall mirror. Abby had it set just right when Gibbs emerged. He had changed his shirts and work khakis to a white dress shirt opened at the collar and black slacks.

"Thanks Abby. I owe you a Caff-Pow."

"Anytime Gibbs." She decided to be inquisitive without being obvious. "Got a big date tonight?"

Gibbs grunted. "I don't kiss and tell, Abs." He slipped on his shoes and tied them. After putting the rest of his work clothes in his bag, he put his wallet, keys, and phone in his pockets. He buttoned his collar the rest of the way and tied a gray and blue striped tie. Finding his badge, he clipped it to his belt. Turning to the box, he opened it and slipped the shoulder holster on. He stood in front of the mirror, making sure everything was straight so far.

"Don't you have something you need to do, Abby?"

She turned to him after powering down her computer. "Nope, I'm done for today." She left her office to turn off Major Mass Spec for the night. She didn't see him put on his coat, place the velvet bag in his coat pocket, and slip his gold wedding band on his ring finger.

"You look Bossman!"

"Glad you approve, Abs. I'm about done here. Let the team know they can go home"

Abby sent a text to McGee.

Gibbs almost done. Free to go home.

She looked back up to see Gibbs putting a small amount of gel into his hair and styling it with a comb.

"I didn't know you used gel."

"Only on rare occasions do I use it. I'm finished up here. Thanks for letting me use your office." He kissed her cheek.

"Only for you."

Gibbs packed his stuff up and hastily made his exit. Abby made sure he left and opened the ballistics lab door.

"You can come out now. And boy does Gibbs clean up nicely." She started fanning herself.

"Calm down Abby."

"Here's what we're going to do. Timmy, grab three laptops. Ziva, snatch a car for us. Kate, go up to the bullpen and make sure Gibbs has left the building."

Tim looked skeptical. "Abby, what are you planning?"

"What do you think? We're following Gibbs."