A big thanks to finlaure for taking the time to beta!

A huge thank you to all of you! I haven't had the chance to respond to your reviews from the last chapter, but I will:)

A little bit of fluff before we move on to the suspense part... no worries, for those who like the smutty parts, there will be more later on :) Though I hope you'll like the rest of the story as well.

Enjoy!

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Gibbs woke up hours later, to be exact around 8 o'clock the next morning due to the feeling of being watched.

True enough once he opened his eyes he faced two jade-green eyes sparkling with pure joy and love. Abby's lips were curved upwards to a soft smile.

The special agent couldn't help but pull her on top of him as a soft smile snuck onto his features as well. His hands were wandering over her bare back, while Abs crossed her forearms and placed them on his bare chest, before she rested her head on top of them.

"What's on your mind Abs?"

She didn't answer him right away, only after a few more seconds of watching his face she began to speak with a soft voice.

"I want to make sure that this isn't some very vivid dream or something my unconscious mind created due to the long lasting feelings I have for you."

He couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.

"And?" He asked a grin on his face while he played along.

She smiled mischievously.

"I think I have to get more evidence before I come to a conclusion."

His eyes sparkled with joy.

"Yeah? Well how are you going to get the 'hard' evidence to prove your suspicions?"

She giggled and let her pelvis rock.

"Oh I don't think this will be a problem."

"You might be right." He answered her with a grin as a certain body part started to harden, rather rapidly.

One of his hands wandered up her back to the base of her neck, increasing the pressure to pull her towards his lips for a tender and yet breath-taking kiss.

Just as he traced her bottom lip with his tongue his cell phone began to ring, disturbing their make out session.

Both groaned in frustration.

Since Gibbs was on call this probably meant a case came in and he caught it.

Fumbling for the phone he had wisely placed on the bedside table next to Abby's bed.

While reaching for the cell Jethro kissed the tip of her nose and took the call without looking at the phone.

"Yeah, Gibbs."

The Agent listened while Abs absent-mindedly drew circles on his chest.

A minute into the conversations a smile appeared on her face as she realized it was the same pattern he drew on her back.

Eventually Gibbs ended the call. Since the silver-haired man didn't show any intention of getting on his feet or in his clothes, Abby figured she might have been wrong with the conclusion.

He answered her questioning look with a smile on his face.

"I've to be at the Navy yard at 10:00."

With that the cell was placed back to the wooden table.

"That doesn't sound like a case."

"No, Leon wants to talk about something."

"Something?"

"Budget something."

"Poor Gibbs."

She sighed. "What time is it?"

Jethro lifted his wrist and looked at his watch."

"A few minutes past eight."

About to let her fingers wander further south a thought came to her mind.

"Oh my…"

She sat up like she was hit by lightning.

"What's wrong?"

"Ducky!"

"Ducky?" He wasn't really sure what Ducky had to do with her behavior, but soon got an answer.

"He wants to check my ankle and as much as I love him, I think it's enough when he sees just as much as he normally would at the Navy yard and not the whole package." While saying that Abby pointed at her bare front.

A mischief grin formed itself on her lips, "Only you have full access to all areas."

He pecked her nose after getting up into a sitting position as well. "When did he say he would be here?"

Abby's doorbell came alive.

"Right about now, I guess."

Jethro kissed her lips, got to his feet and looked for his boxers. Once he was wearing them he looked back at her still softly smiling.

"Put on some clothes, I'll get the door."

She looked at him insecurely, which caused him to sit down again.

"What Abby did you think I would hide in here or in the closet, or hide us? Not a chance, I'm happy I have you finally where I wanted you to be for so long."

A relieved grin broke free on her face.

He leant forward to get closer to her face and before he tenderly kissed her once more adding: "Besides, Ducky knows that I love you and I'm pretty sure he is aware of the feelings you have for me, we just finally took the next step."

The doorbell became audible once more, right when their lips parted.

"Get some clothes, Abs."

"Yes, sir."

He didn't bother to say something on her comment.

Abs fumbled for the panties she hadn't had the chance to put on the night before, right when Jethro closed the bedroom door from the outside.

The smile still visible on his face he crossed the distance to the door and took a quick look through the peep-hole, to make sure it indeed was his old friend.

Ducky stood there, his bag in his hand and waited patiently.

Not really sure how his friend would react he took a deep breath and opened the door.

The blue ice of the special agent looked into the eyes of his old friend who held his facial expression neutral before a full-blown-grin appeared on the doctor's face.

"Dear Lord, I didn't expect you here, but let me add one thing, it's about time."

Gibbs stepped aside and let Ducky enter Abby's domain.

Right about the time Ducky was about to ask a question, Abs opened her bedroom door and hopped on her good leg into the room.

"Hey Duck-man."

"Good morning my lotus-blossom."

He smiled at her. "I see you are in an extraordinary good mood, but how is your ankle?"

"Better than yesterday." The Goth simply said, hopping closer to the sofa where she sat down moments later.

"No wonder," he muttered under his breath as he sat down by her feet adding for all to here, "Did you know that endorphins work as natural pain killer."

"Yeah, I've noticed." Abby said with a trademark Abby grin.

The lovable doctor checked her ankle, gave her a pain easing ointment and an elastic bandage to support the joint of her ankle before he started his interrogation.

He was pleased that his two friends finally acted on their deep love for each other. After seeing so many chances being ignored, he was just happy.

Eventually duty called and Ducky left the two alone sitting on the couch in the living room of Abby's apartment.

With a deep sigh Abby let her hand move across his chest and snuggled closer.

His arm was trapped over her back.

Another sigh followed when she started to let her fingertips softly dance over the skin on top of his heart.

"What's wrong?" His voice was soft as he began to stroke over her back.

"I just realized that you have to go soon as well."

He kissed the top of her head.

"Why don't you pack an overnight bag for a few days, you could come along, check your lab while I talk to the director and then you could spend a few days at my place, with me."

Their eyes met and he could see in her eyes that she was about to say something but Jethro was faster.

"I would feel better when I know you are not alone at home."

Without saying anything she moved and straddled his lap.

"And I thought you might miss me and this would be the reason you want me to take along."

She crossed her arms behind his back and looked smiling into his eyes.

"Abs, I always miss you."

His hands traveled over her back, one moved to her neck and pulled her close.

Teasingly he kissed her cheek, before he traced her bottom lip with his tongue, therewith asking for permission to deepen the kiss.

His one hand came to rest on the back of her neck, moving into her hair which was still hanging lose around her shoulders, while his other hand already snuck under the cotton tee she had put on.

Reluctantly Abby broke the kiss which left them both panting for air.

"Don't start something we can finish before we have to leave." She said softly as she lowered her head to his shoulder with closed eyes while enjoying his tender hand still roaming over her back.

Abby was right he knew that but somehow kissing her was addictive.

To stop himself from continuing he spoke up, whispering softly against the skin of her neck.

"I'll help you pack."

A squeal of surprise left her lips as he lifted her up, right from the position she was sitting on him. Immediately her legs circled his waist as her carried her toward the bedroom again to help her pack and to find his own clothes.

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Half an hour later they were on the way to the Navy yard in Gibbs car.

The ride was quiet, both were smiling absent-mindedly.

While Abby's hand rested possessively on top of Jethro's thigh, his lay on top of hers, drawing circles with his thumb on the back of her hand.

On the back seat was Abby's overnight bag, filled with clothes for a week, on top of it Bert, her purse and of course her laptop.

Wise women anticipated.

Abby was fairly certain she couldn't convince him to stay in bed with her all the time he was home. On the other hand it was worth a try.

Trying to suppress the images of tangled sheets in her mind she focused on her lab. Hopefully her substitute wouldn't mess up her lab too badly, it always took her ages to redecorate everything the way she wanted it to be. This time she had been one step ahead.

Where she could get away with it she had glued the various decoration items to their place. The rest Abby would check, once they arrived at the navy yard.

Better than waiting at Gibbs desk for him to finish his conversation with their boss.

"I'll be in the lab while you're with Leon, maybe I'll visit Ducky as well." Gibbs glanced to her and smiled.

"I knew you would say that."

With a smile he lifted her hand and kissed her palm, before he placed it back on his thigh.

"I'll be a good girl and wait at your desk for you to arrive once I'm done downstairs."

"I will hurry." He told her as he parked his car at his usual parking place.

Hand in hand they walked to the entrance and entered the elevator.

"You'll be alright?"

"Don't worry, I'll hop my way to the lab and then to your desk."

He smiled softly and kissed her lips before he left the elevator on the level of the director's office.

With a happy smile she pushed the button to the level of her lab.

Five minutes later Abs stopped at the morgue.

The whoosh of the door let Ducky look up from the task at hand, which was the liver of a shot Navy-lieutenant.

"Hey Ducky."

A smile lit up on the elder man's face.

"Abigail dear, how did you get here?"

The scientist hoppled over to the ME's chair.

"Gibbs is with the director and I didn't want him to go, so he decided to take me with him. " She grinned at the Doc. "I'm staying at his place till my ankle is okay again." The bright happy smile on Abby's face let Ducky's hear warm.

Somehow the ME had the feeling that Abby would be found more often at Jethro's home than in hers. That thought let Ducky's heart warm even more.

His old friend's house would finally or hopefully become a home again.

Abby stayed a little longer, before she finally made her way back to the elevator.

About an hour after they had arrived at the yard Abby was sitting at Gibbs desk staring into the PC, bored to the bone since the team was someplace else.

While Abby was waiting she checked her mails, wrote one to her mother and played solitaire, the only game still on the PC.

Leaving her curious if Gibbs played it as well or if he had left it on the device for her benefit.

Another 30 minutes later her cell began to sing.

The smile yet in place she answered in a cheery voice.

"Abby Sciuto," Seconds into the conversation the smile slowly faded as a shocked expression became visible.

Why is Abby shocked? Any ideas yet? *evil grin*

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