Title: Following Through With His Threat

Rating: M

Pairing: Abby/McGee

Spoilers: Season 3, episode 21, "Bloodbath" and a few random pieces of episodes after that.

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS. I do not own Abby. (Unfortunately). And I do not own McGee. Don't sue. It would be a waste of your time, I have no money.

Summery: When Abby is Staying at McGee's place in "Blood Bath", McGee threatens her, but (as far as me know) never follows through with it. What would happen if he did?

Authors Note: This is my first NCIS faction, (fan fiction… me and my friends' word… never mind…. :p) and I only started watching the show in June. But I have seen every episode and anxiously await season 5. I fell in love with Abby the moment I saw her, and think her and McGee are perfect for each other. I really wish there was more of them on camera, but since there isn't, we have fan fiction! This faction starts off at McGee's house in "Blood Bath", and yes there is a lot of dialogue right out of the episode to start off with, but I needed somewhere to start, and I thought this would be the perfect place. There will be random over direct dialogue, so don't hate me for that.

So anyways, I love constructive criticism, so tell me what you like or hate… but come on guys, be nice. :P

Please read and review. I love reviews! There my heroes! I want to marry them! So cookies for all that review:D


"I'm going to take the sleeping bag..." I told Abby, unrolling it across the floor.

"We're adults McGee, we can share the same bed," she replied. I heard a clicking noise and looked over to see her playing with my typewriter.

I ran over to it and put its white cotton cover back over it. "If you promise to keep your hands to yourself"

"Clearly you haven't been. Your shirt smells like J-lo Glow." She told me giggling, with perhaps a hint of jealousy? "Oh I can't find my toothbrush. I think it fell out in your car." She said, searching through her bag.

"That's alright, your old toothbrush is still in my bathroom." I told her.

"You kept my old toothbrush?" she asked, "That's a little creepy McGee. Maybe you should take the sleeping bag"

"What's creepy about it? I just never bothered to throw it out." I defended myself as she walked into my bathroom.

She came back out holding a red toothbrush with a ladybug on it. "What?" I asked, seeing the look she was giving me.

"This is not my toothbrush."

"Well… then I must have bought a second one and forgot about it."

"It's a ladybug toothbrush, McGee! That's for cute girls named Gina Marie that bake cookies and wear J. Lo Glow. Not for a quasi-manly Federal agent who carries a gun." She told me.

"Do you want to use it or not?" I asked, getting slightly annoyed.

"An anonymous toothbrush?! I would rather remove my own tonsils with a typhoid mary straight razor." She told me, walking away.

"Where are you going?" I asked her.

"To get my toothbrush." She told me, like it was them most obvious thing in the world.

"No, no, no, you're not leaving the apartment."

"Why not McGee?" She asked laughing, "We both know that Gibbs is just being overprotective."

"I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about me and if Gibbs finds out I let you leave"

"That's a good point, you go." She told me.

"I'm not leaving you alone either."

She moved a chair out of the way and took a step closer to me. She was wearing her favourite skeleton shirt with my blue button up shirt over top and just a pair of skeleton panties. Her dark hair was done and she looked amazing. It'd been a long time since I'd seen her so… naked. I hadn't even realized how much I missed it.

"Fine then." She said, smiling. "I'll just use your toothbrush." She raised her eyes at me, waiting for a response.

I gave her a dirty look and grabbed my coat. "Don't open the door for anyone." I told her seriously.

I walked out of the room, waiting a couple of seconds and knocked. Just to test her.

Not 2 seconds later she opened the door smiling.

I rolled my eyes and threw my arms up into the air. How was I going to get her to not open the door?

"What?" She asked.

"I told you not to open the door for anyone."

"What'd you forget?" She asked, ignoring my last comment.

"My keys," I told her.

"Why do you need keys if I'm here?"

"My car keys." I grabbed them and walked out of the room again. Standing in the doorway I said, "Now listen to me. You do not open the door, not for anyone or I'll tie you up." My face turned red almost instantly, remembering…

"Really?" she asked, sounding excited.

I rolled my eyes and left.

I was gone only a few minutes. On my way back up to the apartment I heard screaming.

I ran the last few steps to the apartment and forced open the door. I grabbed my gun from the bedside table and searched the apartment for the source of the screaming.

My type writer was lying on the floor, there had been a fight.

Finally, I stepped into the bathroom and found Abby standing on top of the toilet, the tank cover in her hands. She almost hit me with it, before realising it was me and jumping off the toilet, putting the tank cover back on the toilet tank.

"McGee!" She exclaimed, running into my arms.

Tears started falling from her eyes. I held her tight, feeling my shoulder getting damp. I had never seen Abby cry before, never.

"Abbs, its ok, I'm here now."

"You should never have left me alone!" She said, obviously kidding.

I just hugged her tight. "I know Abbs, I know. I'm sorry."

"It-its not your fault McGee. I shouldn't have- I should've listened to you. I shouldn't have opened the door."

She looked up at me, her makeup was running, streams of black running down her face.

"Abby, its not your fault. Come on, lets get you cleaned up."

I sat her down on the toilet and picked up a wash cloth from the side of the sink. I ran the water until it was warm and then wet the wash cloth. I rang it out and began to dab her face with it. She looked so sad, so scared.

She wiped away the tears and stood up.

"Gibbs is so going to kill me." I muttered.

She laughed and hugged me. "Don't worry, I'll tell it was my fault, I didn't listen to you."

"That's right, you didn't."

"I should be punished for that." She whispered, raising her eyebrows at me.

"Abbs… you know that's not what I meant."

"Why not McGee? Are you to chicken to follow threw on your threat?" She asked me.


"Come on McGee. Just a little comfort sex, its no big deal."

"Abb-" But her mouth was already on mine. Her hands exploring my body, just like they used to. I started to deepen the kiss, but then decided better of it, and pulled away.

That's Abby. One extreme to the next. Danger turns her on.

"What Tim?" She asked. "What is it? What's wrong?"

"Abby…we…we haven't been together for a long time… I don't know if we should-"

"Oh I get it. You don't like me enough anymore to have sex with me." Looking hurt, she started to walk away from me.

"That's not true." I whispered. She stopped, but didn't turn around. "I-I've always loved you."

She didn't move. Her back was still to me, and she didn't say a word.

"Uh… Abbs…"

Still not facing me she said, "I've never had anyone say that to me… no one that's really meant it anyways. I-I know that you mean it, Tim." She turned to me, and I wrapped my arms around her. "Tim i-I don't know if i-I'm ready t-to…. I mean I just…"

"It's ok" I cut her off, "You don't have to say anything. I just wanted you to know."

She smiled and rested her head on my chest. I stroked her hair and kissed the top of her head.

Her hands ran down my chest and brushed across my pants.

I gasped.

"McGee" she laughed, "Is that a roll of quarters in your pocket?"

I turned red. "Don't make me tie you up" I growled.

Her eyes lit up. "Oh why not Tim? I'd be fun."

I picked her up and she screamed. "Tim!"

Kissing her, I laid her down on the bed. I slid my blue shirt off her arms and in one swift movement had her skeleton shirt off to.

"Tim what are you doing?!" She screamed.

I looked around for something to tie her up with, and grabbed the closest thing I could find, my light blue tie.

I struggled a little, tying her tight enough, but I managed. Now both her hands were tied to my bed posts.

In shock, she didn't say anything.

I kissed her and pulled her underwear off.

She gasped. "Tim, I didn't think you would actually…"

"Do you not want me to?" I whispered.

Looking amused, she said "I never said that."

In no time at all, I also had my shirt and pants off. I slowly slipped out of my boxers and climbed on top of her.

"Condom?" She whispered.

I reached into the drawer beside my bed and pulled out the little package. I slipped on the rubber and kissed her.

"Tim," She moaned.

I slowly and carefully, not wanting to hurt her, lowered myself inside of her.

She moaned with pleasure. Her legs wrapped around my back, pushing me in deeper.

Harder and harder I thrust into her. Faster and faster.

Nothing existed except me and her. Her gasping breaths, moans of delight, sweat dripping from her body. Her legs gripping my body with unbelievable strength. She screamed.

I came right after she did, and I collapsed beside her on the bed.

I untied her and she snuggled next to me.

Naked, we laid there on my bed in the darkness.

"Gibbs is so going to kill me." I whispered,

She laughed.

The next morning my alarm rang at 05:00. I quickly turned it off and crawled out of bed, not wanting to wake up Abby.

I quickly showered and got dressed.

I sauntered into the kitchen and decided to make Abby breakfast before waking her up.

I started the coffee pot and took 5 eggs out of the fridge. I cracked the eggs into a bowl, added some milk and whisked the hell out of them. I poured the eggs into a frying pan and set the pan on the burner. I added some ham, bacon and onion and let it cook.

Once it was almost done, I added some cheese to the omelette and folded it in half.

I took the eggs off the burner and went back into the bedroom to wake up Abby.

She was lying there, her naked body covered only by my light sheet.

I kissed the top of her head and whispered, "Good morning beautiful."

She stirred a little bit, then opened her eyes. She smiled. "What time is it?"

"Quarter to 6." I told her.

"Mmm" She closed her eyes again, and then sniffed. "What is that?"

"Oh I uh… made some breakfast"

"Aw McGee, I didn't know you cooked."

"Only on special occasions." I told her.

She smiled and crawled out of bed. She put on new clothes and brushed through her hair, putting it up in the classic Abby pigtails.

We walked into the kitchen and I cut the omelette in half and put both halves on plates.

I handed Abby the plate and she said, "I can't believe you made breakfast just for me." She grinned.

I laughed. "Anything for you love." He joked.


Alright! Chapter one complete! Remember, please read and review, and tell me what I can do to make it better. I don't know when the next chapter will be up, but hopefully not to long from now. Usually I have the whole faction written before putting it up, but this one I decided to be different! So tell me what you'd like to see!