Gibbs purposely missed the turn to Abby's apartment. He wasn't going to leave her alone tonight. Not when there was no one else to be there for her.

Abby noticed that he missed the turn for her place but didn't speak up. She wanted to stay with someone tonight to keep her from doing anything uncalled for and the only someone left for a job like that was Gibbs. Everyone else had left her. Everyone.

That is what got Abby crying for what seemed like the millionth time that day.

When Gibbs heard this, all he wanted to do was scoop her up in his arms and whisper sweet, comforting words in her ear but he was still driving so all he could do was to lay his hand on her thigh and rub his thumb soothingly against it.

Her sobs turned into soft whimpers at the touch and all she could do was look at him with a tear-streaked face.

When they finally arrived at Gibbs' place, he got out and went over to the passenger side door. Abby wouldn't move from her seat. She didn't even open the door or unbuckle her seatbelt. Gibbs had to do it for her.

He picked her up out of her seat and she flung her arms around his neck and nuzzled her face into his shoulder. He carried her inside and upstairs to his bed room, setting her down on his bed.

He went to his dresser and pulled out his pajama pants and a white t-shirt for him and some old sweat pants and one of his old Marine Corps t-shirts for her, as that was what she wore when she normally spent the night.

Gibbs handed her the clothes that he had got out for her and spoke for the first time since they left the cemetery.

"Abbs, change into these. I will be back in a few minutes. Okay?"

She only nodded in reply and he left to change in the bathroom. She didn't change into the clothes that Gibbs gave her though. She just sat on the bed and stared at her boots.

Gibbs walked back in a few minutes later like he said he would and seen Abby had not changed.

"Abbs," he simply spoke, not wanting a reply. He went over to her and hugged her "Abbs, you won't be comfortable sleeping in what you're wearing."

'I know Gibbs, it's just hard for me to process my thoughts,' she signed to him.

'Abbs, I know. You have been very un-talkative these past few days,' he paused for a while before continuing with a different thought. 'if you don't mind, I am going to get you ready for bed.'

'Go ahead Gibbs. It isn't like you have not seen me like that before,' she couldn't finish her thought. She didn't want to relive that night again.

And frankly, neither did Gibbs. He was tired of seeing her hurt.

He started to undress her, taking off her shirt first, then her boots and lastly followed by her skirt. He gave her one good look over to make sure she had not done anything to her body before putting her into the night clothes. She refused the sweat pants but she at least accepted the shirt. He was thankful that the shirt covered her bottom or else he would of had to work hard to keep to himself and because he always did what she wanted, he would never of been able to put the pants on her.

As much as Gibbs just wanted to be down with his boat right now, he knew the both of them needed a good night's rest, so he started signing to Abby.

'Abbs, lay down. I won't leave you so don't worry. We booth need our sleep.'

She responded by crawling into bed. When Gibbs seen that she was going to at least lay down, he turned off the light and laid down next to her, on his side of the bed. He pulled Abby into his arms instinctively but was surprised when Abby wiggled herself to be even closer to him before whispering to him.

"I love you, Gibbs."

"I love you too, Abby."

"How much?"

Gibbs knew this was his chance to let her know how much he really cared for her, and he wasn't letting it slip away.

"More than anything in the world, Abby."

Abby lightly kissed him, not on the cheek, or nose, nor finger or temple, but where one should be kissed. Right on the lips.

She smiled slightly and wiggled as close as she could to his body and closed her eyes. She didn't sleep but thought of how happy Tony and Kate would be if they knew.

And a feeling inside of her, maybe in her gut, told her that somewhere, in each others arms, they did know and they were smiling for her.