ncisficathon | 24 Hours for hobbs1216

Title: 24 Hours
Author:

hobbs1216
Prompt: Gibbs forgets Abby’s birthday. Tony makes up for it.
Archive: Yes, but please inform me about it
Genre: Slash/Het, mmf threesome, hurt/comfort, humor
Pairing: (Guess I should call it Coupling, instead ;-) ) established Gibbs/DiNozzo/Abby
Raiting: R (for light swearing (f-word), sexual reference (nothing graphic))
Spoiler: Season 6 final episodes (the story’s set post season 6, what can I do?)
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters displayed in this fiction. No money’s being made.
Word Count: 1.635 (more or less)
Summary: “What should I do now?” he asked, looking at Tony desperately. Tony grinned slightly. “I might have an idea.”
Author’s Note: This is my first Gibbs/Tony/Abby. I hope you’ll enjoy it. Thanks to

pipisafoat for the as usual wonderful beta!

Tony was more than happy to be back in DC. He had been on a three day seminar on undercover work in Chicago (Who would have thought that Vance would take an interest in Tony all of a sudden – and why the hell now?), and he was smiling the whole flight back. He couldn’t wait to take Abby into his arms at the airport, and he couldn’t wait to finally do all the stuff he had fantasized about the last three days to Abby and Jethro.

Oh, those two would be so happy to have him back, Tony was pretty sure they wouldn’t leave the bed for two solid days. Times had been hard for them, after Ziva had left. Tony snorted at the thought. No matter how much he had liked Ziva, it was plainly stupid of her to make Gibbs choose between them, but then again, she couldn’t have known that Gibbs had more than just professional reason to always choose Tony.

Anyway, both his lovers had been royally pissed with him for putting himself in danger by fighting Rivkin. Tony knew it had been stupid; though, as much as he thought about it, he didn’t really know when exactly he had made the wrong decision.

He shook his head, getting rid off those dark thoughts and looked around to find Abby and Gibbs. They had promised to pick him up but he turned around himself, checking in every direction but couldn’t find them. Abby really wasn’t an easy person to overlook and Gibbs usually was a striking presence, too, so, as he checked every corner for the third time, he concluded that they weren’t there.

“Damn.” He muttered and went out front to get a cab. His return home really didn’t start off that well.

After he had told the driver the address (Gibbs’ place, because that was the most likely destination – biggest bed...). He pulled his cell phone from his duffel bag and pushed speed dial #1, ready to rip Gibbs a new one for forgetting to pick him up.

“You have reached the voice mail of ‘Gibbs’...” Tony snapped the phone shut and frowned. Well, that was weird.

Speed dial #2...ring...ring... “Tony?” The familiar, raspy voice answered, and Tony frowned even deeper when he heard the pissed undertone.

“Hey, Abby, why weren’t you guys at the airport?” he asked without preamble. He wasn’t in the mood anymore.

“Oh, right...I forgot...I’m just so pissed with him right now!” she snapped, not really at Tony.

“What did he do?” Tony asked confused, though he knew whom Abby was talking about.

“It’s what he didn’t do! You know what he did yesterday?” Abby asked, and Tony could imagine her pushing one fist into her hip and pursing her lips in anger.

“What did he do, Abs?” Tony asked again pointedly.

“He forgot my birthday! That’s it, Tony. I’ll never forgive him!” Abby said, and Tony thought he might have heard tears. Abby was really sensitive when it came to her birthday and he knew that, and Jethro knew that, too, normally.

“Abby...are you sure? He’s not playing with ya?” He tried to wrap his mind around this. How could Gibbs forget Abby’s birthday?

“Oh, I’m sure. He didn’t say anything all day and stayed late at the office. And I went to my place and he didn’t show up!” She spat out outraged.

Tony winced silently. He had to try and make this right somehow. The cab arrived at Gibbs’ house, and he saw the older man’s pick-up in the driveway. He quickly paid and left the cab.

“Abby, have you actually talked to him yet?”

“Um....” The Goth suddenly fell silent, and Tony rolled his eyes.

“Abby, what have you done?”

First there was a sigh, then some silence. “I might have programmed my computer to call his cell every five minutes since midnight.”

That explained the turned off cell, Tony thought. “Okay, Abby, I’ll talk to him. I’ll call you later, alright?”

“You can call me anytime,” she said. “And sorry I forgot to pick you up. I’ll make it up to you.”

“Don’t sweat it, Abs. See ya.” He closed his cell and walked into the familiar house.

“LEROY JETHRO GIBBS!” he yelled and, as expected, the other man appeared from the basement quickly.

“Wow, full name...haven’t heard that since I was ten and my mom yelled at me...” Gibbs muttered and knew now wasn’t the moment to kiss Tony hello.

“Oh, you deserve it,” Tony said and put down his luggage. “First, the reason I have to call you by your full name: You forgot to pick me up from the airport!”

“I didn’t know what time you arrive! Abby knew. I tried to call her about ten times, but she wouldn’t answer her phone,” Gibbs defended himself.

“Oh, great, that brings me right to the other reason. Any idea why Abby doesn’t answer her phone when you call her?” Tony asked and raised an eyebrow.

“Um...no...I guess she’s pissed about something. I figured that out when she actually did answer, said “Shut up” and then hung up on me...” Gibbs admitted, confused.

Tony nodded slowly. “What day is it?”

Gibbs frowned, now deeply confused. “Saturday...the 4th of May, depending on what exactly you want to know...”

Tony nodded again. “And what day was it yesterday?”

“The third?” Gibbs asked as the frown increased, but suddenly his eyebrows rose and his mouth fell open. “Oh, my God, it was Abby’s birthday...”

“Uh huh...you really screwed up this time.” Tony said, crossing his arms over his chest. “You can’t forget her birthday! That’s like rule #1: Don’t forget Abby’s birthday! At least, it is in my rule book, and it should be in yours, too!”

Gibbs hung his head and gave himself a head slap. “Dammit! I was so worked up because you weren’t there that I totally forgot! I didn’t check the date...” He tried to justify himself but couldn’t really come up with a reason that would convince Abby. “What should I do now?” he asked, looking at Tony desperately.

Tony grinned slightly. “I might have an idea.”

Abby looked through the peephole to see who was knocking at her door. Actually, both of her men had a key to her apartment, but today she had used the dead bolt as well, and they didn’t have a key for that.

“Abby, open up!” Tony called through the door, and she made quick work of the locks and threw herself into his arms before long.

“I missed you, too.” He smiled into her hair and then pulled her head back to kiss her deeply.

“It was so mean of Vance to send you away over my birthday!” she whined as they parted for oxygen and hugged him to herself again.

“I know. And it really sucked in Chicago,” Tony promised.

Abby pulled finally back and looked at him seriously. “Did you talk to Gibbs?”

Tony nodded. “He said he was worked up because I wasn’t there and he didn’t check the date...don’t you think you could forgive him once? Remember that he’s an incredible lover and really does about anything for you.”

She sighed. “He has to suffer for what he did. Or didn’t do...”

“You’re absolutely right, of course,” Tony agreed. “However, I made him agree to something that might change your mind.”

Abby raised one thin eyebrow. “And what would that be?”

Tony opened his mouth, but then just grinned for a second. “Well, I admit, it’s a little bit a present for both of us, but I guess that’s fair play, given that my birthday present was a weekend at the SPA for me and you...” He shrugged a little and kissed her softly. “How about I show you. It’ll be so much better than to explain.”

Thirty minutes later they arrived at Gibbs’ house. Abby wasn’t quite sure if she wanted to go there. She wasn’t ready to forgive Gibbs yet, and she knew she couldn’t be angry with him for long if he was close.

“Tony, I don’t know...” she started, but Tony made her shut up with a wide grin.

“Trust me, Abs, you’re gonna love this,” he promised.

They went inside the house, and Tony took her hand, leading her upstairs. Outside the bedroom, she stopped.

“Tony, just having sex won’t be enough this time,” she warned, but he just smiled again, opening the door.

Her mouth fell open when she saw Gibbs, kneeling on the bed, naked, a black leather collar with one ring around his neck and his hands tied behind his back. He didn’t look up as Tony entered the bedroom and softly stroked over Gibbs’ silver hair.

“What the fuck?” Abby asked as she slowly took a step into the room.

“Well, I know that you have some fantasies that he wouldn’t agree to normally. However, he was smart enough to realize that he fucked up royally, and therefore this,” Tony explained with a soft smile.

“And what exactly is this?” Abby looked Gibbs up and down confused, now noticing the cock-ring. They weren’t into this kind of thing, though she couldn’t deny the fascination it held to her. However, she had given up on these games for her two men, they didn’t need this stuff to make her come – multiple times.

“Jethro is our sex slave,” Tony said confidently. “He’s ours to use for 24 hours. His only way out is a safe word, though he knows he had better only use it in a real emergency.” He stroked Gibbs’ head again, though it seemed a little predatory.

“Seriously?” Abby asked, her eyes lighting up with mischief.

“Seriously. Happy birthday.” Tony grinned outright.

“Happy birthday to me, then.” Abby grinned, too, and slammed the bedroom door shut.