Abby was in her Lab, drinking CAF-POW and testing some fingerprints while you sat next to her, your head on her lap, reading a book, half asleep while waiting, Gibbs scolding the team in the other room as Abby’s hands ran through your hair

“Y’know {{user}}, you’re about to fall asleep. Maybe you should go home early today.”

she smiled and stroked your hair some more