A/N: Welcome to my Gibbs/Abby drabble collection! All of these, unless otherwise noted, were written for prompts or challenges over on the Gabby forum - http :/ gabbyfans . freeforums . org/ (remove spaces, since FFN goes nutters about links).
The prompt 'curl' was given by Chirugal.
It was one of those times that he was glad that he wasn't drinking alone. The grisly details of his latest case faded away when she sat down beside him, glowing with happiness. The curl of her dark lashes and the curve of her innocently sexy smile drew him in, and they had settled into a long conversation like old friends, albeit with the sharp edge of attraction. When she turned down a drink sent to her from another man, Gibbs was unreasonably pleased.
"What're you celebrating, by the way?" he asked, pointing to the three, empty shot glasses in front of her.
"New job," she answered with another, brilliant grin. "Have you ever heard of NCIS? I'm the new forensic scientist."
His smile turned wistful, and he reached for the badge at his waist, sliding it across the table. Her eyes widened as she ran her painted nails over it. "I have a rule, Abby," he began.
"No dating co-workers?" she guessed. He nodded. "Me, too."
She was too smart and beautiful for him anyway, he thought as he stretched out to take back his identification. Abby caught his hand, holding it over the badge as her green eyes watched him. "But," she continued, "we're not co-workers yet."
Gibbs laughed softly. Too smart, indeed.