Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS, its scripts, or its characters. Nor do I own any rights to the song/lyrics in this story.
Song: Thinking of You by Katy Perry
A/N
: Hey everyone! I'm officially an eighth grader now!
It's summer and I'm trying to get back on track with my writing now that I have the time for it. And I thought, the perfect thing to start me off would be a GAbby song-fic! :)

Enjoy!
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Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one, I still got the seed

'Why am I here?' I think to myself. I just can't take it anymore.
I look beside me, I see a figure covered only by a sheet. I roll my eyes and I think to myself again, 'Why am I here?'
His name, sometimes I can't even remember it. He was a college friend turned booty call…It's certainly nothing more.
I wonder if I'm using him, perhaps in a different way than he seems to be using me. But maybe he's just more upfront about it. Either way, I want it to end.

He snores, whatever his name is. It's not the cute snore like you have.
Gibbs.

You said move on, where do I go?
I guess second best is all I will know…
Cause when I'm with him, I am thinking of you
Thinking of you, what you would do if
You were the one who was spending the night,
Oh, I wish that I was looking into your eyes…

I always think of him, we were together for so long…so many years. Then we finally became more than friends, and I…I just…I miss him so much.

"Gibbs, what are we doing?" We are in the NCIS garage. He's walking me to my car, it's very late…I couldn't believe what I was going to say to him.
"What do you mean?" He says to me, confused. He's always been able to read my mind, and I'm not sure, but I feel that he knows exactly where I'm going with this.
"With us…What are we doing about us?"
He doesn't respond, and I can't read him. He moves closer, my heart beats faster, he holds my head in his hands. I look up to him, suddenly being able to see his feelings, they are etched carefully and delicately into his features.

His eyes are hungry, but they have a spark in them that I've never seen before now. I can only imagine what I look like to him.
"Abby," he says to me. Nothing else.
We both move in closer, our lips touch and we both leaned in to feel more of each other.
He takes me home, we make love…And we started something new together.

A tear rolls down my face at the memory. I truly still love him
I have another flashback, not as perfect as this one has been.

"I… I can't do this anymore." He turns to me, his eyes are dead.
"What?"
"I can't have this…relationship…with you."
"You," I take a deep breath to prevent any tears. "You told me that you loved me. You loved me, Gibbs!" I start getting upset.
"I know…I know."
"How can you say that to me, and take it back six months later?"

"I said it, and I meant it. I still…" He doesn't finish his sentence.
I am about to storm out of his house, I can feel it, my brain and my body tell me to run away, as far as possible, but my heart wants to know why.
"You still what, Gibbs?"
He takes a moment. He's thinking of what to say to me! He's going to lie to me! "I still…I just want to go back to the way things were before we…"
I take a deep breath and I sit down. "Why are you doing this?"
"I don't want to hurt you…"
"But you're hurting me now!" I exclaim.
"I know, but, Abby…If I had to choose, I would choose to spoil your day rather than the rest of your life."

Those last words have my body shaking, I am crying hard now. But I don't want to wake him up, so I stay silent. I thought I was over him.

He kissed my lips, I taste your mouth
Oh, he pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself
Cause when I'm with him, I am thinking of you
Thinking of you, what you would do if, you were the one who was spending the night
I wish that I was looking into your…the best
And yes, I do regret, how I could let myself let you go

Oh now, now the lesson's learned
I touched it, I was burned
Oh, I think you should know

But I guess I'm not.

Cause when I'm with him, I am thinking of you
Thinking of you, what you would do if
You were the one who was spending the night
Oh, I wish that I was looking into your…
Your eyes, looking into your eyes, looking into your eyes

Abby had no idea whatsoever that on the opposite side of town, Leroy Jethro Gibbs was awake, and thinking about the exact same things with a strange sleeping woman beside him.

I grab a piece of paper nearby and I write the person beside me a note.

'I'm no one's pushover, Jordan.' I write as I recall his name.
'Let's not do this again. There's someone else.'

I don't bother signing it, he's not worth the formalities anyway.
I quickly get dressed and go back to my apartment.

I arrive back at my apartment. I feel a tear running down my cheek as I see a familiar person standing at my door. It's Gibbs.

I still have strong feelings for him...but after what he did, I just don't know. I want him back, but I can't just let it go like that.
I walk up to him, I open my mouth to say something, but I'm not sure how to phrase my feelings.

"Abby..." He says. He looks...pained. Like he's wasting away. I guess I'm not the only one who's been feeling this way.
I know that I'll eventually let him back in, but for now, some things need to be resolved. I hug him just to let him know that I understand why he broke up with me. "We have to talk about this," I say, smiling gently.
He sighs with the relief of knowing that I'm giving him a chance, then gives me a small smile mirroring mine.. "I know."

Oh, won't you walk through
And bust through the door and take me away
Oh, no more mistakes
Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay
Stay…

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