Two-shot story, kinda based on the song "Already Gone" by Kelly Clarkson, basically Gibbs and Abby were in love, and it seemed to be a perfect relationship. But then Gibbs began pushing Abby away, knowing that she was young and deserved someone young, not an old, battered Marine like him. Enjoy!
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"Oh God, what have I done?" Gibbs whispered as his gun up into the air. She wasn't even fighting him, that bastard who didn't deserve to live. "Stop!" He bellowed, not hesitating and pulling the trigger once…twice…three times…
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Gibbs was sitting in an airplane, eyes staring off into space as he tried to figure out how his life had gone from heaven to hell in a matter of weeks.
He remembered the night his life had taken a dramatic turn for the better; he had been walking Abby to her car like he always did, nothing special about it, but when they got to her car, Abby turned to thank him with a hug, and instead of kissing his cheek, she threw caution to the winds and kissed him full on the lips. Gibbs had fully intended to push her away, his thinking being she deserved someone better than him, but his arms encircled her waist of their own accord.
She felt so warm in his arms, and her lips pressed against his perfectly, like she belonged in his arms. The kiss quickly took a passionate turn, and Gibbs pulled away before he lost his self-control. She pressed her forehead to his, and whispered, "Am I driving or are you?"
"Me," He said hoarsely, and Abby's smile widened as she pecked him on the lips and slipped out of his arms to get in the passenger seat. He climbed into the driver's seat and automatically drove to his house.
"What, don't like coffins, Gibbs?" Abby asked quietly, a smile playing on her lips as they both got out.
"Nope," Gibbs replied bluntly, suddenly sweeping Abby up into his arms. Abby yelped in surprise, and Gibbs silenced her by locking her lips with his as he carried her into the house and up the stairs to his bedroom.
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Abby had moved in with him the next week, and the whole team noticed the fact that 1. Gibbs went down to see Abby a lot more and 2. He smiled a lot more. No one said anything, but they were all thinking plenty of things.
That had been the beginning of heaven for Gibbs, though every morning he woke up and watched Abby sleep, wondering how on earth he got to be such a lucky man. Abby deserved a younger man, yet she had chosen him. He never got much further than that thought, because Abby always stirred around that time and he was more than slightly distracted by such a beautiful woman kissing him good morning.
A few months had passed, and they got the news that Mikel Mawher had gotten out of prison. Gibbs immediately went into protective mode, barely leaving Abby's side. Every night he promised her that he'd keep her safe.
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It hurt to remember what happened next. Gibbs dropped his head into his hands as he remembered how he broke his vow to Abby.
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McGee triangulated Mikel's cell phone location, and he went with Gibbs, Tony and Ziva. Halfway there, McGee realized that it could be a trap, since they had left Abby back at Gibbs' house, virtually unprotected. He, who was driving a separate car, turned back and raced towards DC, calling Tony and letting him know. Gibbs didn't follow him, as he had a burning desire to see Mikel dead, and by Gibbs' own hand.
They had arrived at Mikel's location and realized McGee was right: it was a trap. No one was there but Mike's cell phone, lying in the street with a note: She'll be dead by the time you get back.
With an oath they all got back in the car and sped back towards DC. They pulled up at Gibbs' house, which had police cars everywhere, lights flashing and Gibbs' whole house lit up in lights from the inside. Gibbs raced into his house, seeing a paramedic kneeling by Abby's side, treating a gash on Abby's neck. It wasn't deep, Gibbs could see that, but a few more millimeters and Abby would be bleeding out on the floor.
McGee was sitting next to her, his arm around her and she was leaning her head on his shoulder. When McGee saw Gibbs, he made to stand up, but Gibbs shook his head and knelt in front of Abby. "Hey Gibbs," Abby croaked, and the paramedic scolded,
"Please, Miss Sciuto, don't talk."
Gibbs saw the bruises starting to form on Abby's arms, in the shape of a hand, and his rage almost boiled over. "I'm so sorry, Abby," He muttered, getting to his feet and striding out. Tony and Ziva rushed over to Abby, making sure she was okay, but all Abby would do was stare at the door Gibbs had just rush through.
"Why do I feel like he just broke up with me?" She whispered to herself, so no one heard her.
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At this point, Gibbs almost smacked himself in the back of the head. He vaguely remembered getting in his car and driving around aimlessly. His thoughts had been on mostly Abby, not driving, and he was extremely lucky that he didn't run into someone or something. Instead of going home, where he knew Abby was, he went to NCIS and walked into the first interrogation room. He put his coat on the ground for a pillow and lay down; hoping that it would be the one place Abby wouldn't look when she got there in the morning.
He was wrong, in every part of that statement.
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Abby went to NCIS around 3 in the morning, as she hadn't been able to sleep without Gibbs next to her. She looked around in all the usual places she could find Gibbs, but he wasn't there.
Finally she took a chance and went to the interrogation rooms, and when she peeked into the first one, there he was, lying on the floor with his coat as a pillow. She wanted to go curl up next to him, but they had issues to discuss first.
She flipped the light on as she walked in, and Gibbs immediately sat up, a little disoriented from sleep but his hand going to his gun that wasn't there. "It's just me, Gibbs," Abby said flatly, and Gibbs got to his feet slowly.
"Abbs…"
"Don't you 'Abbs' me, Gibbs! What the hell was that, telling me you're sorry?! Sorry for what!?" Abby shouted, and Gibbs was taken aback for a moment.
"I, I broke my promise to you, Abby," Gibbs said slowly, and Abby yelled,
"That wasn't your fault! And I won't let you push me away this time!"
Gibbs knew she was referring to the time when Kate was shot. They had started dating a few months before, but when Kate died, Gibbs drifted away from Abby, and their relationship dissolved. Abby was not going to let that happen this time, obviously. "You wouldn't have gotten hurt if it hadn't been for me, Abby, you'd be better off…"
"If you want me to keep my sanity, please don't say I'd be better off without you," Abby warned, and Gibbs sighed, saying quietly,
"You would."
"No, I wouldn't! I love you, Gibbs, only you! Don't do this!" Abby pleaded, her voice growing more and more hysterical.
"I have to," He replied, his tone almost inaudible.
"Please, Gibbs, please, don't leave me," Abby begged, grabbing his shirt with her fists and trying to blink back the tears in her eyes.
"McGee can protect you a hell of a lot better than I can," Gibbs said, looking down and trying to make sure Abby didn't see how much this was killing him inside. He gently pushed her away and strode towards the door.
"Don't you dare try to get me to hook up with my ex-boyfriend and then walk away, Leroy Jethro Gibbs!" Abby yelled, and Gibbs turned around to see tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Obviously he can!" Gibbs exclaimed, striding over to her and reaching for her arm to show her what that psycho Mikel did to her, on his own watch. Abby barely flinched, but it was enough for Gibbs to freeze.
"Stupid reflex," Abby muttered hastily, thinking Gibbs thought she thought he was going to hit her.
"A reflex you shouldn't have," Gibbs whispered softly, stepping back and brushing his hand down her cheek, wiping her tears away. "You'll be okay." He added, stepping back another step.
"No I won't," She whispered, but not moving. This was Gibbs' choice, and she wasn't going to force him to stay, no matter how much her heart was breaking. "Please, Gibbs, please," She begged him, but Gibbs quickened his stride and yanked the door open, saying,
"Bye Abbs."
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End of the first chapter! I was debating on whether or not to leave it like this, and I think I'm not going to. Well, I can't really, because of the flashback beginning! Thanks so much for reading, and adios!