Ree (triskellion) wrote,
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Limit

Another piece for the prompt table I posted HERE. Check it out. I'm still accepting suggestions.

The prompt from cmzero was Limit, to be written in NCIS with Ducky and Abby. I added Gibbs. I hope that's ok.

Title: Limits
Author: triskellion
Rating: G
Warning: Excessive caffeine intake
Word Count: 564
Summary: The case has been running hot too long when Ducky stops by to check on Abby.


“Hello, my dear. How are you this evening?” Ducky asked as he stepped into Abby's lab and turned down the deafening music.

“Not good. Not good,” Abby sang, bouncing bodily between her computer and several pieces of equipment around the lab. She kept repeating the words every time she checked yet another incomplete experiment.

Ducky was decidedly concerned. It was well after bedtime for all little forensic scientists[,] and he had expected to see Abby winding down, not up. As Abby reached for the large plastic cup on the counter, Ducky grabbed her hand first.

“Just how many of those have you had today, Abigail?” Ducky asked, catching sight of the empty cups overflowing the trash can from the corner of his eye. “And when did you last sleep?”

“Sleep? Who has time for sleep?” Abby asked frantically. “Gibbs needs results. And Director Shepard was down, and Agent Cassidy ...”

“How many of those were from the last twelve hours?” Ducky interrupted as he took a tighter grip on her wrist as she tried to flit away again.

“Well, Gibbs came by after lunch with one. And after dinner. And McGee brought one when he came down to check the victim's hard drive. And Director Shepard. And Agent Cassidy. And Tony thought I might be running low an hour ago, but I was really running low two hours before that so I went and bought myself two so I'd have a back up after midnight. And ...”

“Enough,” Ducky said, pressing a hand across her mouth. “Did you sleep last night?”

Abby shook her head.

“You've been running on caffeine for two days. Time to try some sleep,” Ducky suggested, switching his grip to her waist and guiding her towards her office.

“But Gibbs needs these results,” she insisted, trying to turn back to the computer where the fingerprint she was checking had yet to find a match.

“Gibbs is upstairs asleep at his desk,” Ducky said firmly. “Along with the others. These tests won't finish for a few hours yet ...”

“No ... but ... I might think of something else. Or there might be a surprise result.” As frantic as she sounded, it was clear to his trained eye that Abby was beginning to slow down.

“Just for an hour or two, my dear. Trust me. The results will make so much more sense if you close your eyes for a few,” Ducky insisted, pushing her gently onto her futon. “The watched pot never boils, you know. Besides, this reminds me of the time I was visiting Botswana ...”

Ducky continued to ramble on as she settled down and slowly closed her eyes. Under the soothing tone of his voice, her twitching stopped, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Smiling fondly, Ducky patted her on the cheek before moving quietly from her lab. Looking back over his shoulder, he almost ran into the figure outside the door.

“Where is she, Duck?” asked the demanding voice of Jethro Gibbs.

“Sleeping, Jethro,” Ducky said firmly, grabbing his friend by the arm and leading him back towards the elevator. “Which is what you should be doing.”

“I need those results,” Jethro insisted, trying to turn back to Abby's lab.

“They won't be ready for a few hours yet, and you have all about reached your limit,” Ducky insisted. “Now, get some rest, before I give into temptation and sedate you.”
Tags: fanfiction, ncis, writing
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