"Abby, what do ya got?" Gibbs asked succinctly when he entered the room, confident that the goth scientist would have news on their current case.

Black shoulder length hair pulled up into matching pig tails, Abby turned to face him with a dark painted smile stretched across her face. She spied the large Caf-Pow! in his hands and gratefully took the soda when he offered it.

"Just the usual miracles." She said with a lyrical laugh. "Take a look at this, I think I've found a way to identify your killer."

Gibbs followed her to the computer and watched as she typed up the answers to all his current problems. He always knew he could count on the woman.

"Thanks, Abbs." The gray haired man said, giving her a peck on the cheek.

Just another moment in the lives of the NCIS members.

-THE END