A/N: I went through the challenges and since it's almost baseball season I figured this one was the most appropriate. Short, sweet.
Written for ncis_drabble 2/28/06.
Gibbs stared at the hat sitting on his desk. He couldn't believe he'd been talked into this. It was Friday. He had things to do. Inside things. Things that he could do at home. Alone.
He looked at DiNozzo who was currently smirking at Ziva. They were thinking about him, about him and this weekend. That and he was leaving at two pm. He never left early.
He sighed and glanced at the clock. As if on cue, the elevator dinged and Abby bounced into the room. She had a matching hat perched on her black hair.
"Come on Gibbs! It's two. We gotta get to NY before game time." She was bouncing on her toes with her bag over her shoulder and a fresh Caff-Pow.
DiNozzo coughed to cover a laugh before Gibbs shot him a glare and stood up. He gathered up his belongings.
"Gibbs you don't need your gun," Abby said as he guided her towards the elevator.
"It's Yankee stadium. It might come in handy."