“Sci-Fi again, Abs?” Gibbs asks. “You know it’s not my thing.”
Abby simply burrows closer, leaning her weight on him and making sure she's covered completely by the throw. “You don’t like the geeky science stuff, but this is all bad science, Gibbs. It’s not supposed to make sense except vaguely. I watch it for the fun, and to feel sorry for the lead and yell at him at the same time. Besides, how can anyone say no to Season 3? Martha Jones is hot.”
“He kissed her? This guy is definitely an alien. Kisses are never nothing,” Gibbs comments as they watch the scene unfold.
“I don’t think he’s oblivious just bad at talking about feelings and stuff. So, typical male,” Abby teases.
“Hah,” Gibbs drawls. “Is this going to be sci-fi romance? They’re even worse together.”
“Just watch. You can keep analyzing the characters, but stop making mean comments,” Abby instructs imperiously.
Gibbs chuckles and drops a kiss on her head. “Wait, he has that screw driver thing? Wasn’t this supposed to be about a guy in leather and a blonde? And that Tony-copy, couldn’t keep it in his pants.”
Abby shakes her head ruefully before breaking out into a devious grin. “You know what this means? MARATHON!”
Gibbs sighs. There were few things that could derail Abby from a marathon mood. Luckily, he knew just the thing. He smiles before leaning down for and long, slow kiss.
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“Sci-Fi again, Abs?” Gibbs asks. “You know it’s not my thing.”
Abby simply burrows closer, leaning her weight on him and making sure she's covered completely by the throw. “You don’t like the geeky science stuff, but this is all bad science, Gibbs. It’s not supposed to make sense except vaguely. I watch it for the fun, and to feel sorry for the lead and yell at him at the same time. Besides, how can anyone say no to Season 3? Martha Jones is hot.”
“He kissed her? This guy is definitely an alien. Kisses are never nothing,” Gibbs comments as they watch the scene unfold.
“I don’t think he’s oblivious just bad at talking about feelings and stuff. So, typical male,” Abby teases.
“Hah,” Gibbs drawls. “Is this going to be sci-fi romance? They’re even worse together.”
“Just watch. You can keep analyzing the characters, but stop making mean comments,” Abby instructs imperiously.
Gibbs chuckles and drops a kiss on her head. “Wait, he has that screw driver thing? Wasn’t this supposed to be about a guy in leather and a blonde? And that Tony-copy, couldn’t keep it in his pants.”
Abby shakes her head ruefully before breaking out into a devious grin. “You know what this means? MARATHON!”
Gibbs sighs. There were few things that could derail Abby from a marathon mood. Luckily, he knew just the thing. He smiles before leaning down for and long, slow kiss.