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It turned out to be a three hour nap. She indeed had checked her "babies" first before she helped herself to the futon.
Abby would probably have slept a little while longer but a soft hand upon her shoulder shook her awake.
She could tell it wasn't Jethro who woke her up, he usually kissed her awake.
Eventually Abby opened her eyes and stared into Tim's.
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"Hey Abs, Gibbs wanted me to wake you up, Tony and Ziva are here with the rest of the evidence in a couple of minutes."
She sat up and instantly became sick in the stomach. I don't think the test is necessary.
She nodded, "Thanks Tim."
"Are you alright? You are pale."
"Don't worry, I'm ok."
The young man helped her to the feet and left to head for the office.
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It took her a while to scan through the evidence she had been brought.
After she had started to run the tests and a quick phone call with Ducky, (to find out when she would get the slugs), she decided to get the 'life-changing-test' done.
Even if it was just to prove her suspicions.
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Abby felt like she was on the way to her own funeral. It wasn't the possible pregnancy that made her feel this way; it was more like the fear of the reaction of one certain man that let her fear the test or better yet its outcome.
She locked the main door of the female lavatory on the floor of her lab.
The last thing she wanted was being disturbed by any other female NCIS employee.
Well the odds weren't high but she didn't want to take that chance.
To stall time she re-read the test instructions three more times before she finally went into the cabin.
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The stick was lying on the counter next to the sink; innocently doing its job.
Unaware of whatever it would show, could change a life.
A piece of plastic could change a life.
Not that piece of plastic will change your life; it only shows you if your life will change.
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Ten minutes past, in which she walked from one side to the other, avoiding desperately looking to the counter.
Abs knew she couldn't avoid looking at the stick forever; eventually she had to get back to her lab. With one last deep breath she crossed the two steps to the sink. Her eyes were fixed on the reflection of her face.
What am I doing here; it is just a pregnancy test that confirms what I already know.
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Finally she lowered her view and immediately began to cry, while a huge grin spread over her face.
She couldn't enjoy the happiness she felt for long; first the worries of how to tell him and how he will react set in and second, a familiar voice became audible.
Darn, Gibbs was looking for her. Abby checked her watch.
Oh. She had been away from her lab for nearly half an hour. Oops
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In a hurry she positioned the stick back into the cardboard box to place it into the pocket of her coat before she washed her face. With one last check in the mirror she looked up again.
Great, everyone could see from a mile away that she had cried.
The last thing she needed was a worried Gibbs, though she could tell he already was.
She unlocked the door and opened said to find Gibbs in front of it, his hand raised ready to knock.
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"Abs you ok?"
"Yeah, sure."
He raised his eyebrows. "You look like you have cried."
She lowered her eyes to his chest, not able to look him in the eyes while trying to avoid the answer. This is so not the right time to tell him.
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"No, um, I didn't cry" her eyes fixed on a point at his chest while her fingers fidget with the hem of the sleeve of her coat. "I had something in my eye and it wouldn't come out and my eyes started to tear up."
Abs you are a terrible liar."Uh-huh." Right and I am the pope.
Disbelieve was written all over his face when she finally looked up.
Damn it Abs, are you that afraid of telling me something like that.
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Gibbs sighed and decided to switch the topic. "Did you find something?"
She cleared her throat. "Let's check if the Pc found something while I was in the washroom."
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He followed her into the lab while processing the new found evidence in the 'pregnancy case'.
Abby had cried, though she seemed happy and her body language showed she was more relaxed than the last 48 hours.
Due to the fact that she was walking in front of him he could clearly see that the lab coat was pulled a bit downwards on one side, which meant something was in her pocket.
One closer glance confirmed that it was indeed a small cardboard box.
So she had just made a pregnancy test.
Unimportant question my ass.
But now the current and important question was, was she relaxed because the test was negative, or was she relaxed because the test was positive?
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When Jethro stepped over the threshold of the lab door, she was already in front of the Pc typing away on her keyboard.
"I found a substance on the shoes of two of the three victims." She paused shortly. "Major Mass. Spec. found a rare element in it; I'll run it through some databases. I should have something in half an hour."
While saying that she swore to herself.
Gibbs saw her body tense.
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"Are you ok?" She felt his hand at her back. "Yeah, um, sure!"
She wasn't allowed to work with certain chemicals anymore; therefore she needed someone she could conduct through certain tests she couldn't process any longer.
Ducky, perfect he knows how to work in a lab…
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"I'll call you once I found something."
"Ok." He kissed the back of her head and turned around to leave.
Abby waited for the 'ding' of the elevator without moving, after the telltale noise she waited for a minute before she hurried to the drawer, where she safely stored the test again.
Unaware that Gibbs watched her from the hall in front of her lab. Abs wouldn't keep a negative test.
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He was going to be a father again. A huge smile appeared on his face as he watched Abby grab the telephone receiver with one hand, while her other hand moved to her stomach, a grin on her face.
"Hey Duck, I need some help in the lab, do you have some time to spare once you're done with the autopsy?"
Gibbs smiled softly and with the smile still evident he made his way to the staircase.
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TBC...
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