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Alphabet Meme. Abby/McGee. (NCIS)

TITLE: Had He Blown It?
AUTHOR: Ashleigh Anpilova
PAIRING: Abigail Sciuto/Timothy McGee
SUMMARY: Tim wonders if he's blown it with Abby.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Written for birggitt: I - 'Imbroglio'
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.

It had been a great evening, the coffee house was full, but not over full, the poetry had been good.

They'd talked, let their fingers flirt; she'd smiled at him, gazed into his eyes, listened intently. She'd even seemed to like his poem.

They were both drinking double espressos, they seemed completely in synch. He took another swallow of the hot liquid, put his cup down and looked at her. "I really, really like you, Abby."

He waited.

He waited a little longer

Finally, she said, "Thanks."

His heart sank; he'd blown it. He'd got the signals wrong. She didn't like him; at least not in the way he liked her. Sure she was here with him tonight, and he hadn't been certain she liked poetry. And the fact she was there, plus the way she'd been had made him think . . . But he'd been wrong.

Embarrassed now, not sure what to do or what to say, he ordered another couple of coffees and fell silent, looking away from her and 'pretending' he was concentrating on the latest reading.

The first couple of hours had gone by like minutes, but the last dragged so much, it felt like an entire day.

Finally, the last poetry reader finished and to a smattering of applause sat down.

A few minutes later, Tim drained his cup, saw Abby's was empty and stood up. He hadn't spoken to her since he'd made a fool of himself.

But then as they reached the door, he knew he couldn't leave without saying something. "Where's our relationship going?"

She stared at him. "Um, why does it have to go anywhere? Why can’t we just enjoy what’s happening now?"

So that was it. "Fine, whatever," he said. "I'll call you."

"You should. That'd be good." She smiled at him.

TITLE: What Are We Going To Do?
AUTHOR: Ashleigh Anpilova
PAIRING: Abigail Sciuto/Timothy McGee
SUB-GENRE: Friendship
SUMMARY: Abby goes to see the doctor and is more than a little shocked by the news.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Written for riverotter1951: K - 'Kids'
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.

Emily hurried into the room. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. and Mrs. McGee. But I -" She stared at the couple. Flustered, she sought for something to say.

The woman beat her to it. "I'm Abby McGee; this is Ducky. Tim couldn't make it."


"Dr. Mallard. I work with both Abigail and Timothy."

"And he's our friend," Abby said. "Look, Tim wanted to be here, but at the last minute there was a case. He's a Federal Agent. So I asked Ducky to come instead. Is that a problem?"

"Abigail." Dr. Mallard spoke firmly, but quietly.

Emily hastened to reassure Abby. "No, of course not, Mrs. McGee. Forgive me, two of my coworkers called in sick and I've had to cover their patients. I haven't stopped all day." She smiled; after a moment, Abby smiled too.

"Let's see how baby is doing, shall we?" Emily squirted gel onto Abby's stomach and gently rubbed the transducer over it while looking at the monitor. No matter how busy she was, this was the part she always enjoyed; seeing a new human life for the first time. "You may not find it easy to see at first; most people don't. But if you look here you'll see - Oh!"

"What is it?" Dr. Mallard asked the question; his tone, previously mild and friendly, was brusque. Emily noticed he had one hand on Abby's shoulder and was holding her hand with the other.

"It's nothing to worry about, really it isn't. Mrs. McGee, you're going to have twins."


"Twins?" Tim said for the fifth time.

"Yes, Timmy. Twins. See." Abby held out the picture.

Tim squinted at it. He turned it this way and that, before sighing and handing it back. "I'm sorry, Abby, I can't see anything. It just looks like blobs to me."

She giggled and threw herself into his arms. "Don't tell anyone, especially Ducky, but I can't either."

He hugged her. "I do love you, Mrs. McGee."

"I know." She kissed him. After a moment or two she broke the kiss and looked at him. "We've got a problem," she said.

"I know." He sighed, took her hand and led her to the couch. "One baby in this apartment would've been just about manageable to begin with. But two . . ."

"What are we going to do, Tim?"


"Ducky, we can't possibly accept -"

"Yes, Timothy, Abigail, you can. And you are going to. I have no biological children, so you two plus Jimmy, Anthony and Ziva are my children. And parents look after their children."

"But, Ducky, it's -"

"A small price to pay to ensure the health and happiness of my surrogate children and grandchildren. Now, we'll hear no more about it. The house is yours, I've already bought it." Ducky spoke firmly, using the tone no one (not even Jethro) argued with.

Abby and Tim looked at one another. Then as one they said, "Thank you, Ducky."

The next second Ducky found himself being hugged tightly by the McGees.

TITLE: The Perfect Day
AUTHOR: Ashleigh Anpilova
PAIRING: Abigail Sciuto/Timothy McGee
SUMMARY: A sequel to Zeal For Life. It's Tim and Abby's wedding day.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Written for sharpiesgal: N - 'Nuptials'
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.

"Why?" Tony asked, trying to shake sand from his shoe.

"Abby wanted it."

Tony rolled his eyes. "Trust Abby to be different."

Tim frowned. "Huh?"

"Well, most pregnant women get cravings for pickles and chocolate or strawberry jam and fries or cheese and peas or . . . Well, you know. But Abby craves getting married on the beach."

"You seem to have a lot of experience with pregnant women, Tony. Is there something you haven't told us?" Tim looked at his best man.

"What? Hell, no. It's just one of those things you see in movies."

"As I've told you more than once, Tony, life isn't like the movies."

"You mean Abby hasn't had any weird cravings? The whole married on the beach thing aside," Tony added quickly.

Against his will, Tim felt his face flush. "Um."

"She has! Come on then McDaddy, tell."

"Tell what?"

"Ziva, I've told you before about sneaking up on people!"

"I was not sneaking, Tony. It is just that sand does not make a noise. You both look very," she paused for a moment then said, "handsome."

Tim smiled. "Thanks, Ziva. You look lovely. That's a beautiful dress."

"Abby helped me choose it. Hers is also lovely."

"Is it? Abby wouldn't show me," Tim said.

"Well, you will see for yourself very shortly. Gibbs and Abby have arrived, that is what I came to tell you."

"How did you get here?" Tony asked.

"With Ducky. Who also looks extremely handsome."

"Ziva. Don't tell me you're - Hey, Ducky."

"Anthony, Timothy. I'm glad to see you both here and properly attired. Now, Jimmy has arrived with the Minister, so I think it's time we took our places." Ducky smiled at them all.

"I shall go to Abby." And with that, Ziva turned and, moving as elegantly as she did at all times, made her way across the sand.

In turn Ducky went to join Jimmy and the Minister.

Tony looked at Tim. "Last chance, McGeek." He put his hands on Tim's shoulders.

"For what, Tony?"

"For backing out. Of course if you do, Gibbs'll kill you. Unless Ducky does first. Or me. And don't forget Ziva. And Ducky's trained Palmer well."

"Tony, what are you going on about?" Tim asked.

Tony shrugged. "Sorry. Just trying to say . . . Well, you know."

Tim nodded. "Yes, Tony, I do. Thanks."

"Come on, then."

Gibbs, also dressed formally, led Abby, with Ziva behind them to where Tim, flanked by Tony stood. Gibbs handed Abby over to Tim and after kissing her cheek, went, along with Ziva, to stand with Ducky and Palmer.

The ceremony was short and perfectly fitting for Abby and Tim. They'd written their own vows, and the music came from the sound of the ocean and birds and distant cries of children enjoying the summer's day.

As the Minister pronounced them man and wife and Tim gently kissed Abby and the team gathered around, Tim mused it really had been the most perfect day - and it wasn't yet over.

Tags: fandom: ncis, fanfic: stories, pairing (het): abby/mcgee

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