The door clicks open in the middle of the night, and he is there, at her bedside. He is barechested, wearing only boxer shorts, glistening with sweat even as the overhead fan struggles to overcome the Mexican night.
Abby takes a moment to accept this is real, not just another variant of her favourite fantasy. Guadalupe. The safehouse. The shooter, and the weight of a gun in her hand.
7.22 - Borderland
Gibbs: So, we’re looking for someone in the medical field? Is that a doctor, maybe?
Abby: Yeah. Or a surgeon, or a nurse, maybe?
Gibbs: Abbs? Do you need a doctor?
Abby: No— it’s just— Change, Gibbs. Change makes me itch. It always has. It’s— it’s agent Barrett. I’m… not a fan. I mean, of change. Her? I don’t— mind. She’s feisty for someone so… small. Um, and I like that. Not that I like her, ‘cause I don’t, really…
Abby: Not like I like you.
Abby: I just— I like our family just the way it is.
Gibbs: Nothing’s going to change.
-NCIS 8x20 “Two-Faced”