"Come here," he pats the bed, next to him.

She moves towards him. Taking a seat next to him, against her will. He touches her arm, and pulls her towards him. He kisses her temple.

"I know that you're scared, and it's ok, because you have every right to be. I understand."

"McGee you don't understand. You're not the one having a baby."

"I..."

"I meant physically. Not that..." she trails off.

"It's going to be ok."

"It's easy for you to say that."

"No, it's not."

"I..."

"It's ok, to cry, if you want to."

"I know," she admits. She rolls onto her side. She lies next to him, with her head against his shoulder. He puts his arm around her.

"I'm sorry that I've been such an idiot."

"Apology accepted," she yawns."You look like you could use a nap."

"Maybe I should go home. I'll come back later."

"Or you could just stay here, and take a nap. I don't think anyone will say anything."


"What are you doing? Why are you following me?"

"Don't flatter yourself, I'm not following you. I came to charge my phone. It's almost dead."

"Why do you need to charge your phone?"

"I just told you, it's almost dead."

"Who is going to call you? All of the people that you talk to on the phone are here, at the hospital."

"Ducky could call."

"He just went to see McGee."

"He's here."

"Yes."

"I didn't know that."

"I just told you, so now you do."

"Are we going to talk about what happened earlier?"

"Are you going to take it back?"

"No."

"Then, no. We're not going to talk about it."

"Today, or ever?"

"I don't know," she shrugs, "Never is a long time."

"Yeah, so is forever."

"It's just as long as never."

"Please talk to me. I need you to talk to me."

"What is there to talk about?"

"We don't have to talk about us. We could talk about something else."

"Like what? There aren't a lot of great topics right now."

"We could talk about McGee."

"And how he caused an accident that killed the director?"

"We could talk about Abby."

"And how she's about ready to go off the deep end."


"How is he?" he questions as he stops alongside the bench Jethro is sitting on.

"Awake."

"Oriented?"

"He knows where he is, and what he did."

"Should we be concerned."

"McGee is the one that I am least concerned with, right now."

"Ziva told me what Tony said to her."

"Those two will work things out, they always do."

"So who are you concerned about, then?"

"Abby."

"Abby, why Abby?"

"She's got a lot on her plate right now. I don't know if she can handle it all. I have faith in her, but she's in a rough place right now."

"Why?"

"She needs McGee."

"Do you think that..."

"I don't know, Duck. I hope not. Abby needs him."

"You said that, but why?"

"She needs him now, more than ever."

"Why?"

"I'll let her tell you that."

"She loves him."

"Sometimes I think it's my fault."

"That she loves him?"

"That my team can never tell other people how they feel about them. I am not good at it. I am not good at relationships. They learn from my example, and I haven't set a very good one. I am a cautionary tale, that if you love someone you'll get burnt. I don't want them to think that. I don't want them to be afraid to be in love."

"Are you afraid to be in love?"

"No. I love, love. I'm just afraid they are so focused on not making the same mistakes that I have, that they won't be able to hold onto love, when it finds them."

"You know I've always thought that Abby, and McGee would end up together."

"I know. You're not the only one."

"And at first, I thought Ziva would kill Tony."

"But by some miracle she didn't."

"And she began to have a great affinity for him."

"He grew on her."

"And when he went to rescue her. It reminded me of a fairy tale."

"DiNozzo is no prince."

"No, and it was no fairy tale, but he acted valiantly. He went to save her, even though we were all certain that she could not be saved. When she returned, I noticed something in her had changed."

"A lot of things about her changed."

"But it was like her being broken, was the only way, she could ever truly let anyone in. Tony is the only person she has ever let that close. It was bound to happen."

"Why do you think I had to make the rules in the first place? Some things are bound to happen."

"Yes, and some rules are meant to be broken."

"And some are not."

"I think that it's time you write some new rules, Jethro."

"You want me to add to the list?"

"The list is from your past. It's time you updated the list, make it more current."

"Duck, is this you telling me to let go of the past, and start living in the present?"

"Yes, but not in so many words."