<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Abby let Tim say and do what he needed, and when she thought he was done, did she speak. She kept her arms locked around him, hugging him close. She lifted her head and pulled back just a little so that she could look him in the eyes. "Tim, I know that you want to try and fix this for Sarah. But like you said, you can't. There are some things that just can't be fixed. But you can be there for her. Love her, support her, just keep being the best big brother you've always been to her. But you can also be her friend now, too, Tim."<br/>
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"Just keep letting her know that you'll be there, no matter what. You know, Sarah loves you just as much as you love her. It's why she called me. She knew that you needed to grieve for what's happened to her, and she didn't want you to be alone. And she knows that you and I are close, so she called me. Don't be mad at her, Tim. I'm glad that she called me. I want to be here for you," She said, and then cuddled him and Bert close. </span></span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 255, 153)"><span style="font-size: 15px">After several minutes passed, the goth kissed his cheek this time, instead of his forehead. <br/>
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And when Abby moved back, she motioned to the food that she had set down on the table. "Eat. Catch your breath. Get your bearings. Grab a shower and change into something comfortable. Then come back here and I'll hold you. I'm not going anywhere until tomorrow morning when you go back to see Sarah. I've already spoken <br/>
to Director Shepard and she's agreed to give you the time off that you need to help your sister. Your place on the team will be waiting for you when you come back."<br/>
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"And, just so you know.. if you ever need someone to be with Sarah when you can't for some reason, you can always call me, Kate, Tony, or Gibbs. Or.. well.. even Ziva now.." She said softly. "And by the way, Sarah asked if she could see Tony and Ziva when you felt like having them around, and when Tony's feeling better. She wants to thank them for saving her." She fully released Tim, and dropped down onto the couch, and reached out with one hand to tug him down beside her. Then, she curled into his side. "I got your favorite."<br/>
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"I figured you've been eating gross hospital food, and that you could use a break from cooking tonight. So, eat. I'll find us a movie to watch, and then you shower, and we'll cuddle here on the couch until you're ready to sleep. And when you want to sleep, say the word. I'll go and dig out a pillow and blanket from the hall closet, and I'll be right here when and if you need me. You can count on me for whatever you and Sarah need. Kate, too. Tony, and Gibbs, and Ziva too.. All you have to do is let us know what that<br/>
is and we'll take care of it for you."<br/>
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"In the morning, I'm gonna put in a call to Tony and Ziva and Gibbs and Kate. The water at the scene has been messing with him again. And as the self designated mother hen of our team, it's my job to make sure all of you are okay. So, I'll put a call in to all the others tomorrow morning, but I'll be here and ready to help you."<br/>
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It didn't take long for Ziva to wake up, once Tony had released her hand, moved away from her and out of the bed. She got up, rubbed her eyes and crossed his bedroom<br/>
to his bathroom, and knocked on the door. "Tony? Are you okay? Do you feel sick? Do you need help? Should I call Dr. Pitt, or 911?" The concern in her voice was real, <br/>
and it showed just how much he had come to mean to her in such a short time. How much all of them had come to mean to her in such a short time. "Sorry I overstepped<br/>
or if I scared you."<br/>
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"I just wanted to make sure that you are okay. I haven't.." Her voice caught, and she took a few moments to force herself to continue. "I did not mean to cross the line or make you uncomfortable. Maybe I read you wrong, and if I have, I am sorry. I could have sworn that you didn't want to be alone. I thought I was trying to be there for you, be a friend. I messed up, and I really am sorry. </span></span></span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 255, 153)"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Please do not hide from me. Come out here, and I will stay out of your way from now on, if that will help. I will stay on the couch until you are doing better."<br/>
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"And when that happens, I will go home and leave you alone. But I am not going to leave you alone while you are still unwell. I need you to talk to me, Tony. Tell me what I did that I should not have done, so that I can make sure not to upset you again. I haven't been there for anyone like this since I lost my sister. I apologize for overstepping. I really can go back to just being your partner if that will help. I will mind my own business and not bother you. But that does not apply yet, and I will not start doing that until you are better."<br/>
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"Rules or not.. Regulation or not.. I consider you a friend, and friend's do not bail when the other is hurt or sick. So, you are stuck with me until you are better. And when that happens, you can tell me to buzz off, and I will."</span></span></span><br/><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 255, 153)"><span style="font-size: 15px"><br/>
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Kate smiled as Gibbs pulled her shirt up and off and then discarded it.  She was unable to help the sighs of pleasure that left her as he ran his hands and fingers over her skin and explored it. She chuckled when he trapped her arms in her shirt, just before he removed it. Her eyes caught his, and she loved what she saw in his. Love, yes. But also want. Need. Care. Each and all of those things blew her away. When he pulled her close again, she went willingly. And the feeling of his hands on her skin as he reached around to undo her bra, caused a shiver of delight to go through her.<br/>
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Her head fell back and her eyes closed, as the brunette moaned as his hand slip under her bra and he began to caress and stroke her nipples, which hardened at his touch. When one of his hands moved away from her breast, her eyes flew open and they locked on him, as she tried to figure out if something was wrong. But then he took one of her hands and brought it to his pants. </span></span></span><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 255, 153)">And he raised a questioning eyebrow at her. The smile on her lips widened, and all she could do was nod, before her other hand joined the first one at his pants, and she wasted no time, popping the button and sliding the zipper down on his jeans. <br/>
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And if she was feeling a little playful.. and maybe moved one hand to stroke his cock through his jeans.. well.. that was okay.. Hopefully. Her eyes were still locked on his as she teased him for several moments, before finally deciding to give him relief. She pulled back a little more, and slid his jeans down his legs, along with his boxers. And once both pieces of clothing were gone, she was unable to stop herself from running her hands and fingers over his legs and more as she traced his skin. She made sure not to go too far, in case this was happening too quickly for him, but she also wanted to let him know that she had no problem seeing or touching him this way. And she moved a little, so that she could kiss him once more.</span></span></span>