McGee dashed over to the glass door. He scowled and began viciously rubbing the side of his neck. Abby ran across the room after him. "What's wrong?" McGee kept on rubbing his neck in the mirror. "Well, I know that Palmer knows." Abby's eyes widened. "What? How?" "This is how." McGee said as he pointed to the maroon smudge on his collar. "Oh…" Abby said slowly. "I think he'll keep quiet on it, though." McGee continued. "What makes you think that?" Abby interrogated. "Because of him and Lin. He knows what it's like to be in love with another." Abby still wasn't convinced. "What if he tells Gibbs anyways?" McGee had a shallow solution, but still a solution. "Just say that it must've been on my shirt when I put it on this morning and didn't come out in the wash." Abby rolled her eyes. "It'll work for now."
Just then, Abby's mass spectrometer went off. "Ooh, Major Mass Spec found something!" and with that, Abby ran back over to the computers. "The fibers found on the handle of the bat are 80% polyester and 20% cotton. That narrows it down to approximately every t-shirt on the market. " Abby said. "Unless we can match the tear up with a shirt, and the fiber readings up with the same shirt, I don't think these samples could come in handy." McGee stated. "Wait a minute…McGee, what's off about the compound of these fibers?" McGee analyzed the reading for a minute. "Since when does fabric contain hemoglobin?" "Bingo." Abby chimed. She called for Gibbs and he came down and analyzed what they had so far.
"Good work you two." Gibbs said over his shoulder as he walked back to the elevator. Abby and McGee high-fived. As their hands, slapped in the air, McGee clasped onto Abby's and placed his hand behind her back as he dipped her towards the floor and then brought her back up, tango style. "Since when could you dance, McGee?" Abby asked. "Does it really matter?" McGee responded. "Does it?" Abby said intriguingly as she grabbed a black rose out of the vase on her desk and grasped it with her teeth. She stood on the tips of her toes and spun around, falling back into McGee's arms. "Touché." McGee said, raising his eyebrows. Just then the phone rang. Abby ran to pick it up. "Abby's lab, this is Abby." She answered energetically. After a few minutes of 'Okay's and 'Sure's, Abby hung up the phone. "You need to go up to the main office. Gibbs is going to send you out on the field with the others soon." McGee grabbed his brown overcoat and swung it around his shoulders. He began walking to the elevator, when he heard light footsteps from behind him. He turned around as Abby grabbed his shoulders. "Stay safe, McGee." She said softly as she kissed him on the cheek. "I will, Abby." He replied as he kissed her cheek in return.
McGee stepped off the elevator as Gibbs, Ziva, and Tony greeted him. Gibbs instructed Ziva to come with him, and that Tony and McGee will take the other car and that Tony should fill McGee in on everything. As Tony started driving, he began talking. "After we picked up some leads from some family and witnesses, we were able to get our prime suspect, Kyle Warren." McGee began talking about forensics. "Judging by the impact on the skull and shattering of the bat, we can assume that Mr. Warren here is very strong, and possibly heavily armed, judging by minute traces of gunpowder and residue on the handle of the bat, coming to the assumption that he has handled a firearm, or multiple firearms recently." Tony nodded his head. "So, you and Abby found this out in her lab." McGee got a weird expression on his face. "Well, yeah." Tony turned to face McGee. "You sure she couldn't have done it without you and the only reason that you're down there is because you love her and want to be around her?" McGee shook his head in disapproval. "Tony. No. We're strictly professional friends who work together. Is there anything wrong with me helping her in the lab with a case?" Tony turned back to the road. "No, but it's way too obvious. You love her don't you?" McGee turned to glance out the passenger side window momentarily. "No. Like I said, we're keeping everything professional. Besides, I like more reserved women, not that there's anything wrong with Abby. She's just, you know, not my type." Tony shrugged his shoulders. "If you say so, proby."
Nonetheless, McGee couldn't stop thinking about Abby. The feel of her luscious black hair running through her fingers, how smooth her skin glided across his as she touched his face. He stared out the window dreamily as Tony turned up the radio. As they approached their stop, Tony flicked McGee in the ear. "Ow! What was that for?!" exclaimed McGee. "Something's troubling you. You sat staring out the window the whole drive. Tell me what's on your mind. I will heal all your problems. I am Tony the great. I'm like Zoltar, but better. I can clear your conscious." "Tony, shut up. Everything's fine. I was just enjoying the scenery." Dubiously, Tony looked over at McGee and pointed out the window. "McGee. The whole car ride was in a tunnel. "Nice scenery. Now spill it." McGee rolled his eyes. "Whatever, Tony." He said as he pulled the handle on the door. It clicked as Tony locked it. He wagged his finger. "Not until you answer my question." Clearly agitated, McGee looked Tony in the eyes. "Fine. You're right. It's Abby. She and I got in a huge fight, and it's been upsetting me since normally we get along really well. The doors unclicked and McGee stepped out along with Tony,
"What took you so long?" blared Gibbs. "You see, Ton-" McGee began. "It was nothing, boss. Just traffic." Tony said. Gibbs warily nodded his head. Gibbs slowly walked off. As soon as he was gone from view, McGee slapped Tony on the back of the head. Hard. "What was that?" McGee muttered under his breath. "I'm not getting in trouble for your problems, McGee." McGee narrowed his eyes at Tony. "I swear…" The two nudged each other while walking to the neighborhood.
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