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With wide eyes Abby stopped dead in her tracks staring at her ankles, and the black piece of fabric around them.

Damn, damn, damn.

The Goth knew she never would be able to get the panties on in time.

Instead she bent down grabbed the thong and stashed it, along with the panties under her pillow and hurried into a sitting position against the headboard of her bed.

Right in time Abs had been able to throw the thin blanket over her legs to prevent Gibbs from seeing more than he should.

The first time in all the years she wore those little skirts she thought about quitting, immediately.

Not even two seconds later Gibbs would have had free sight to areas usually kept hidden from his view. Not that Abby would have minded but it might have an influence on their relationship in an unpleasant way.

The scientist felt her cheeks burn as she met Gibbs' gaze, Abs lowered her eyes with a suppressed sigh till she saw his hands, which carried a paper bag filled with food and two cups. A logistic master stroke, Abby didn't know many people who were able to do that.

The paper bag was held in place, pressed against his right side with his forearm, while a Caf!Pow was in his left hand, his trademark coffee was in his right hand.

The Agent had stopped at the threshold of her bedroom, looking at Abby who found everything more interesting than his arrival.

Lately it happened more often that Abby avoided looking in his eyes. More often was exaggerated, but lately his favorite acted different somehow. There was a slight change, not big enough for everybody to notice especially since it seemed it only occurred when they were alone. It was almost like she had a secret or a guilty conscience.

Finally he found his voice. "Are you ok?"

Looking back up Abby just nodded, not trusting her voice to be steady yet.

For the first time since they met, she wished he would just stay a short amount of time.

"Are you sure?" Gibbs asked as he passed the room.

"Yeah." Her voice was at least close to normal, she thought.

She took the offered soda and watched him place the bag with take out onto the bed by her feet.

After placing the paper cup of coffee on her bedside table he got rid of his jacket and his shoes before taking a seat on her bed.

Now he gets into my bed on his own free will, of course.

"How is your ankle?"

"Not really better" she said between sips.

After finding a comfortable place next to her feet he opened the bag with the food.

With a lopsided grin he handed her the chosen meal.

"Thanks" she said while trying to smile as well.

This evening is going to end in a catastrophe, if I can't get rid of him, not that I really want to get rid of him …

Silently they ate. To be exact, Gibbs ate and Abby stared into the food container.

It wasn't like she didn't enjoy Gibbs company, more like the opposite, but somehow that was something she didn't want to admit to him.

The wetness between her legs had increased.

The Goth just hoped the smell of the food was superimposing the smell of anything else.

Even if Gibbs wouldn't think that he had caused her current problem it would just be one hell of an embarrassing moment between the two of them.

Awkward and embarrassing.

Abby longed to go to the bathroom, but there wasn't a chance in hell, she'd move away from the blanket as long as Gibbs was in the same room let alone her apartment.

Busy trying to find the perfect excuse for him to make him leave she didn't realize that the uneasy moving of her butt pushed the pillow covering the evidence of her misery. Too focused on avoiding his eyes she didn't notice the wide-eyed stare Gibbs presented the pillow with, nor the surprised intake of breath he took as realization sunk in.

After ten minutes of watching her silently playing with her food and staring to the black piece of cloth next to her perfectly formed butt, Gibbs had enough.

With a sigh he placed the paper box onto his lab.

"What's wrong, Abs?" The tension in his voice was clearly audible.

Starting to lift her head she spoke up but was stopped by his glare after the half word.

"Noth…"

Great, great, great, just great.

"I, um… I'm frustrated." It even was the truth.

"Look Gibbs, I don't think I'm good company today, I'm sorry for that, maybe you should…"

The look on his face told her to better not finish this sentence either.

"And I thought you might feel uncomfortable because, if I'm not mistaken, you're not wearing any underwear."

Her eyes grew wide in shock.

He made himself comfortable next to her, the food on the nightstand.

His hand moved to her pillow behind her back and pulled at the wet piece of fabric.

"You pushed the pillow off of it."

Her cheeks were burning.

"Gibbs."

His finger on her lips stopped her from saying anything.

His warm breath on her skin next to her ear caused her to shiver, when he began to whisper.

"I want you for so long Abs, I always controlled myself, but your smell is driving me insane and ever since I saw that piece of clothing lurking form beneath the pillow I'm ready to burst."

He paused.

"The thought alone of you not wearing underwear makes it hard to concentrate, if you get my drift."

She couldn't help but glance to his middle, sure enough his pants looked awfully tight.

She pressed her thighs together. Groaning inwardly.

"You have no idea how long I want to feel you inside me," even Abs was shocked by the fact that the truth left her lips.

This time she heard a sharp intake of breath.

"No matter how hard it is for me as well, we can't, you're my best friend, I can't lose you."

She glanced to his face before her gaze moved back to her hands.

"I'm in love with you." She took a deep breath. "But I really can't lose you as a friend just because we stilled a hunger we both have right now, besides I'm pretty sure I'm not the type of woman you go for." Suppressing a sob she continued. "I think I might even have destroyed our friendship by letting you know."

She felt tears burning in her eyes and closed them to avoid looking at his face.

He hadn't said anything and when she finally felt the mattress move again, she thought he would leave her without further ado.

Well aware that he was the kind of guy who let his actions speak for themselves.

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