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A/N: Title says it all folks. Not much imagination to it when put that way.

I was going to put this on my 'The Gibbs We Never Knew,' but it was too Abby-centric.

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Gibbs was downstairs working on his boat when he heard Abby scream. Not even thinking of what it might be, he dropped his sander and headed upstairs. "Abby!" He called.

"Gibbs!"

"Hold on!" Gibbs followed her voice and found her standing in the doorway of the upstairs bathroom. He stared at her awkwardly. She was covering her torso with a towel, but she had everything else on.

"Gibbbbbbbbs…" She whined. "Come in here." She opened the door and led Gibbs into the bathroom, following behind. Abby stood beside the tub and pointed on the wall. "There's a spider."

Gibbs stared at her, then the spider. More specifically, he stared at Abby's spider web tattoo. His eyes kept going back and forth. Spider web tattoo, spider on the wall. Spider web tattoo. Spider on the wall. Tattoo. Spider. Tattoo. Spider. "Why are you standing there looking at me like I'm an idiot? Kill it!" Gibbs stared at her for a moment longer, then grabbed some toilet paper, caught the spider, then flushed it. Abby said 'thank you,' and Gibbs left the room.

A little while later, Abby came out of the bathroom in her funeral gown. She sat on the couch as she towel-dried her soppy, wet hair. After a few moments, Gibbs spoke. "Abby, I have a question."

"Oh yes, my great spider-slaying-knight-in-shining-armor?"

"Uh huh. What was all that about earlier?"

"What?"

"The spider thing."

"Oh. Well, er, ever since I was little, I've had some serious arachnophobia. Still do to this very day."

"Well, yeah, I see that. I'm talking about the tattoo."

"Tattoo?" Gibbs motioned to the back of her neck. "Oh! Oh. Well, yeah… funny story about that…"

A twenty-year-old Abby Scuito stood outside the tattoo parlor? "So Lindsey?" She asked. "What are you gonna get?"

The girl, Lindsey, looked around nervously. "Uh, um, I don't know. What was your first tattoo Abs?"

Abby thought for a moment, then pointed to her arm. "My infinity symbol, I'm pretty sure. What about you Harv?"

Another person from the small group, Harvey, answered, "It was my scorpion."

The two girls looked at him. "Scorpion? What-?" Then the realization came to them. "Oh! Okay then!" Abby exclaimed. She looked back towards Lindsey. "So… do you know what you're getting?"

Lindsey thought for a moment, then said, "The Japanese symbol for peace."

Abby looked at her. "What? No one's going to understand what it means!"

Lindsey shrugged. "Well. It's my tattoo. It really only matters if I know what it is." Abby shrugged, then the three went inside.

After a few minutes for paying and decided where tattoo would go, the procedure began. Once the first few horrifying minutes were over Lindsey began talking to Abby. "Omigosh, I can't believe I let you talk me into this! When I'm done, you're getting a tattoo."

"Pfff. And? I have them all over my body Linds. What's another one going to do?"

"No. No no no no dear heart. Me and Harv deciding. Right?" She looked up towards the male.

He shook his head. "No this little hissy-fit is between you two." Afterwards, it was pretty silent in the shop. Lindsey thought the entire time.

After the tattoo was finished, Lindsey talked to the artist in private. The man nodded his head, then motioned for Abby to sit down. "No missy." He began. "Turn over." Abby's eyes widened slightly, and she looked towards Lindsey.

"Lindseeey… what is he doing?" He shushed her by telling her not to talk. Abby clenched her teeth shut as she would mutter answers.

"Oh, nothing, dear friend of mine. Just a tattoo- of a spider web."

"A sphyer wey? Ut oo oo ean a sphyer wey?"

"Exactly what it sounds like."

"I kin gi a sphyer wey! Ut e- ut e-"

"What if what?"

"Ut e it inks I eck e it ome?"

"Abby, a spider is not going to think your neck is it's home. It's a freaking tattoo. You'll live."

"E a sphyer all a I eck—"

"If a spider crawls up your neck, I'll give you a thousand bucks."

"A houand ucks?"

"Yep. A thousand bucks.

"So…" She finished, "That's the story of my neck." Gibbs couldn't help but grin. "Hey, you're not gonna go around telling anyone this, are you?"

Gibbs looked at her seriously, then kissed her hair. "Have I ever let anyone know your secrets?"

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Now, if no one understood what Abby was saying here it is, in chronological order:

A spider web? What do you mean a spider web?

I can't get a spider web! What if- what if-

What if it thinks my neck is it's home?

If a spider crawls up my neck-

A thousand bucks?

Thanks for reading!