NCIS One-shot request thingy

Another day, another boring and pointless sit-in at the NCIS office. Well, thought an agent there, Jessie, at least I can hang with Tony and the others.

She smiled to herself, eavesdropping in on Tony's phone conversationg.

"...yeah, that's right! Can't wait to see it with you, dude~ Also, should we sneak snacks in? The prices on those drinks, holy crap!"

Jessie giggled but swiftly put on a serious face, one that expressed her boredom, when Tony looked over suspiciously from behind his monitor. Jessie made herself look distracted, but after Tony didn't look away for a minute, she looked back. Narrowing an eyebrow, she demanded snootily, "And just what are you looking at?"

Tony narrowed his for a moment and then continued his conversation on the phone, ignoring Jessie. She chuckled to herself and then stood up, stretching a little behind her desk. After doing this, the woman breathed a deep sigh of relief and scratched behind her head.

I wonder if Abby'll let me bother her...

She snickered at the thought, considering there was really no one who could actually bother Abby. She then began to make her way to the elevator, heading towards the forensics room to find her goth friend.

"Hey, hold up," someone signalled from behind.

Jessie spun around and back-stepped into the elevator as Agent Gibbs hurried in. He looked at Jessie who then looked to him and asked, "Where you headed?"

"Abby," Jessie replied. "You?"

"Same," Gibbs answered. He reached over and hit the button that would take them to Abby's lair and then stood back quietly.

The silence lasted a moment and then Jessie inquired politely, "So, how's life for the NCIS special agent Gibbs?"

A brief smirk appeared on his face as he said, "Quite alright. And how about NCIS special agent Johnson?"

Jessie snorted. "Boring," she said, and not without sarcasm and hostility. "Apart from work, I really don't do much at all. My mom moved to Philadelphia for the week, best friend took off with another friend for some Con thing and then my dog ran away. He'll come back though, so I'm not worried."

It was Gibbs' turn to scoff. "That's considered boring? I bet you've got a lot of work to do to find your dog. What's he look like?"

"Big, fat beagle," she informed. She emphasized with her arms, saying with a little laugh, "He's almost like a barrel on four legs!"

The elevator dinged a second later and Gibbs stepped out onto Abby's floor. He looked around for her and found her, dozing, at her desk. She had about three cups of Caf-Pow! lying about, all of them empty. Gibbs chuckled a little.

"Abby," he roused softly.

The girl sat up in a flash, shouting, "I did not do that, Captain!"

Her big pale green eyes widened a little when she realized that it was in fact her boss standing before her, not her dreamt-up captain of some creaky old ship like the Big One. She jumped out of her seat, eyed huge in surprise.

"G-Gibbs!" she stuttered. "Wha... what are you doing? Here? And... oh, hi, Jess."

"Sup."

"I came to give you something," Gibbs stated. He dug into his pants pocket and pulled out a little box.

Abby's face immediately brightened. Her braids bounced up and down along with her as she asked, with the excitement of a little kid on Christmas day who knew Santa had come, "Ooh, ooh, ohh! What is it, what is it? Gimme, gimme!"

Gibbs chuckled a little as Abby grabbed the tiny box from him. She scrambled to get the mini-cardboard block open, untying the big red ribbon skillfully and giggling with absolute giddiness. Finally, when she got the thing open and stared in, her jaw dropped. She looked back up at Gibbs, and her look of shock turned to pure delight.

"Gibbs!" she gasped. She hurried around her desk to give him a big hug and then quickly went over to Jessie, revealing to the other girl what her present was: two big hooped earrings, with little black dragons dangling upon the silver rims. Their eyes were painted scarlet and their claws ivory white. The scales were rather defined and very real-looking.

Jessie was surprised too, and cried, "Good lord, these are beautiful! Abby, those are going to look awesome on you."

Abby scoffed. "'Going to'?" she demanded. In a flash, she was unscrewing the earrings in her ears and putting the new ones in, with Jessie's help. The gothic forensic girl cackled maniaclly as she showed off her new accessory. "They do look awesome on me, silly Jessie."

Gibbs just smiled and patted Abby's back. "I'll take you to dinner later, all right?" He ruffled her hair and then departed fom the forensics lab.

As soon as he was gone, Abby began to uncontrollably gush about her new earrings, laughing and giggling and just going on. Jessie listened to every word and laughed along with her friend, enjoying how happy the goth girl was. It was so nice to see Abby so happy. Not that she wasn't always happy and bouncy, but even so, it was good to know she was a happy person.

Suddenly, Abby, who had been sitting behind her desk again, with Jessie on the opposite side, jumped up and gasped loudly. She covered her mouth with her hands and exclaimed, "Jessie, I need to get your some earrings that match, so we can look awesome together!"

Jessie laughed a little. "Abbs, you don't have to do that."

Abby scoffed. "Of course I do! After Gibbs takes me out for dinner, me and you will have a shopping spree and we'll buy all kinds of cool stuff, 'kay?"

The brown-haired agent shook her head, smiling. "Abby, you are just a big ball of energy. All right, since I'm free tonight, we can go to the store. Oh, and we can have a sleepover, too, if you want."

Abby gasped again, even more pumped. "Yes, yes! And we can invite Ziva and have candy and soda and watch horror movies!"

"Deal."