A little trouble?

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING!

I HAVE BEEN IN A DRY SPELL WITH MY OTHER WORKS IN PROGRESS, SO THIS IS JUST FOR FUN! I HOPE YOU ENJOY!

Rated T- swearing and spankings

It had been a long tiring day down in the lab at NCIS headquarters. Not only had her team had a very heavy case, but since there were so many government cutbacks, any extra cases were sent to Abby also. Not that she minded the extra load, she loved her job, but after 3 weeks of little sleep, the pressure was starting to get to her.

Feeling like there was a tight loop of rubber bands being pulled tighter and tighter, Abby cranked up the music and increased the Caf-Pows, she was determined to finish all of this work tonight. She was so caught up in her mindset of not letting anything side-track her, that when she heard the sudden quietness in her lab she snapped. " Who the hell appointed you…." Abby stopped mid-sentence as she turned to see who had turned her music off, only to look eye with one pissed off Marine. " Oh, Hi….Gibbs." Abby said with a lowered voice, "I was just…" Abby started to say finishing up her work, but Gibbs had other plans.

"You were just getting ready to shut down your babies and go home." Gibbs finished her sentence for her. He had known about the budget cut and had known about the increase in her workload, but with his team having such a difficult case, he had not been paying close enough attention to see just how this increase in workload has been affecting her. But down here in the harsh lights of the lab, he could easily see the darkened circles under her eyes, the dimness in the usually sparkling green eyes. He knew that if he didn't step in, then she would work herself until she was sick.

"But….NO!...I…" Abby started to argue. There was no way she was leaving until she was good and ready. Maybe it was the exhaustion or maybe it was the overabundance of caffeine in her system, but whatever it was that was giving the sense of false bravado to Abby, it was not a good thing.

Gibbs was afraid that it would come to this, time for papa Gibbs to step in and take a rein here. Gibbs took two small steps forward, just enough to let Abby know that he was serious, and lowered his voice as he leaned into her ear. "I said it was time..do not argue…..or else."

Gibbs may have dropped the volume in his voice, but the steel like tone made sure that Abby understood there was no room for any further discussion. "But…I can't…I have to…." Abby tried to get Gibbs to see that she just couldn't drop everything because he told her to, she had a job and other depended on her also.

Gibbs gently leaned in to kiss her on the cheek and then smiled as he said, "Already talked to Leon, seems like he found a little extra money so the other teams can take their work back to their department, and our case has no urgent sciencey stuff, so you have 30 minutes…" Gibbs was already walking out the door, not even waiting on her to answer.

"OOOHHHHH! He is so infuriating sometimes, who does he…..why does….why should I?" Abby muttered under her breath, thinking that even Gibbs super hearing could not hear her arguing with the air. But she knew she was not so lucky when she heard Gibbs yell back from the elevator. " Dad…..because I care….because you do not want to ride home on a sore ass!" Just as the doors closed to the elevator, Abby stomped back to the lab and started arguing aloud as she started flipping of her babies, "Why do I always have to do as I am told? Huh? Major Mass Spec, I am a grown woman of blah blah years, I do not answer to anyone but myself…right. Hey, I've got an idea. Just to prove that I can take care of myself, I will shut down my lab…but who says I can't make myself "home" here in NCIS tonight. That way I can take a quick cat-nap, re-energize my batteries, and attack the rest of this work." Abby proceeded to shut-off her computers and turn off the lights. She grabbed her bag and hung up her jacket, just as if she was leaving. "They will never be the wiser. Now I just need to go move my car to the other side of the navy yard where no one will notice it and go hide out on the third floor." Little did Abby know that the third floor had the worse area for cell phone reception.

Back up in the bullpen, Gibbs told the rest of his team, AKA kids, to go home. "Hey, y'all stop by the lab on the way down to the parking deck and make sure Abby has left. She has been working too long lately, and I specifically told her to go home. Let me know if she is still here." Gibbs said with a grim look on his face, he wanted to know that Abby had indeed followed his orders, but his gut was telling him to keep a close eye on the little one.

Tony, McGee and Ziva all entered the elevator and looked at each other. "I hope that Abby does not decide to challenge Gibbs on this." McGee spoke as he looked over at Tony.

"Yeah, lil' sis can be challenging in the nicest of terms." Tony answered. He hoped also that Abby had followed dads orders.

"Yeah, well if she doesn't who is calling Gibbs, I do not want to be the one to oink on Abby." Ziva said as she shook her head slightly. Adjusting to this new family life was not easy for Ziva and she did not want to be the one tattling on Abby.

"It's squeal, Ziva, and I will be the one to make the call if need be but," the doors of the elevator opened and they all saw a darkened lab with not activity, "it looks like little sister was smart this time." Tony opened the phone, hit the speed dial for Gibbs and said, "All clear, dad, lights out and no activity in the lab."

The team had all made it to their respected homes and were all settling in for a good-night sleep. Gibbs had just finished up his late night, post stress, wind down of working on his latest woodworking project when his phone rang. It was 2:30 in the morning, never a good sign.

" There had better be a damn good reason this phone is ringing at this time." Gibb barked into the receiver, not ever caring to look to see who was calling.

"Ummm.. Agent Gibbs….sir…I….", the nervous security guard stammered.

"Spit it out!" Gibbs yelled.

" Umm.. well..you see sir, I was doing my nightly rounds here at the navy yard, when I came across an empty vehicle where none are usually parked this time of night. It is a red roadster sir and I…." , the guard was interrupted before he had a chance to finish.

"That's Abby's. Is there any sign of a struggle, We will be right there." Gibbs hung up, fear clinching his stomach as he called the rest of his team. "NCIS! Now!" Those simple words made all three of his children jump out of bed, get dressed and be at NCIS as fast as they could.

Gibbs was pacing his desk as he saw his "kids" enter the bullpen. "What is it? Dead body?" Tony asked as he tossed his go bag behind his desk. It wasn't until he stopped in front of Gibbs that he saw the fear and uncertainty radiating off his "dad." This could not be good. "Oh, No! Abby?" Tony asked with a quiet fear.

The name Abby brought McGee and Ziva instantly beside Tony. "What…Abby?" McGee asked as he ran back to his desk. " I will start a phone trace." McGee said as he sat down.

"I have tried to call her 4 times already and all I get is her voice mail. She knows to never be.." Gibbs did not finish his rule of never being unreachable.

TBC?

Please read and review! Just a short two shot trying to get my creative juices flowing again with college back in session!