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Well, figured out how Jack got pregnant.
“I’m WHAT?”
Gibbs stared at Ducky, who wasn’t quite meeting his gaze, then at Abby, who seemed trapped between the urge to jump ecstatically up and down and the knowledge that he’d probably shoot her if she did.
He turned back to Ducky, who took a deep breath then repeated his previous statement. “You’re pregnant, Jethro.”
Gibbs tried to process that statement but found it as impossible as the first time to do so. “How…wait, why the hell did you run a pregnancy test on me in the first place? I mean, what made you think that would be a side effect of that device we found at the lieutenant’s apartment?”
“I asked him to,” a voice said. Gibbs swung around and glared at the man striding into Abby’s forensic lab; a visitor‘s id tag clipped to his long blue coat.
“Who the hell are you?” Gibbs snapped.
The man grinned. “Captain Jack Harkness, Torchwood.”
“Torchwood?”
“You’re from Torchwood?” Abby shouted excitedly. “Oh my God, that is so cool! I’ve read all--”
“Abby!” Gibbs yelled. She froze in place then gave him an apologetic smile.
“Right,” she said. “Indoor voice.” She moved out of the way as Gibbs stormed past her to step into Captain Harkness’s personal space.
“Why a pregnancy test?” he growled.
“That’s what the device is designed to do, allow a couple to have a child even if neither partners are physically able to do so. The part you were holding is what the recipient of the biological material holds while the, well, father for lack of a better word, activates the device.”
“Oh dear,” Ducky said.
Gibbs took a deep breath before turning to look at his Chief Medical Examiner. “Ducky,” he said in a dangerously calm voice.
“Yes Jethro?”
“Who turned the thing on?”
“Ah.” Ducky grimaced. “That would be Tony.”
Gibbs gritted his teeth, then shouted, “DiNozzo!”
As he stalked out of the forensic lab, he heard Ducky say, “Think I better get an autopsy table ready.”
“Yeah,” Abby said, “It’ll be interesting to see which technique Gibbs uses to kill Tony. I’m going with slow and painful myself.”
“I’m WHAT?”
Gibbs stared at Ducky, who wasn’t quite meeting his gaze, then at Abby, who seemed trapped between the urge to jump ecstatically up and down and the knowledge that he’d probably shoot her if she did.
He turned back to Ducky, who took a deep breath then repeated his previous statement. “You’re pregnant, Jethro.”
Gibbs tried to process that statement but found it as impossible as the first time to do so. “How…wait, why the hell did you run a pregnancy test on me in the first place? I mean, what made you think that would be a side effect of that device we found at the lieutenant’s apartment?”
“I asked him to,” a voice said. Gibbs swung around and glared at the man striding into Abby’s forensic lab; a visitor‘s id tag clipped to his long blue coat.
“Who the hell are you?” Gibbs snapped.
The man grinned. “Captain Jack Harkness, Torchwood.”
“Torchwood?”
“You’re from Torchwood?” Abby shouted excitedly. “Oh my God, that is so cool! I’ve read all--”
“Abby!” Gibbs yelled. She froze in place then gave him an apologetic smile.
“Right,” she said. “Indoor voice.” She moved out of the way as Gibbs stormed past her to step into Captain Harkness’s personal space.
“Why a pregnancy test?” he growled.
“That’s what the device is designed to do, allow a couple to have a child even if neither partners are physically able to do so. The part you were holding is what the recipient of the biological material holds while the, well, father for lack of a better word, activates the device.”
“Oh dear,” Ducky said.
Gibbs took a deep breath before turning to look at his Chief Medical Examiner. “Ducky,” he said in a dangerously calm voice.
“Yes Jethro?”
“Who turned the thing on?”
“Ah.” Ducky grimaced. “That would be Tony.”
Gibbs gritted his teeth, then shouted, “DiNozzo!”
As he stalked out of the forensic lab, he heard Ducky say, “Think I better get an autopsy table ready.”
“Yeah,” Abby said, “It’ll be interesting to see which technique Gibbs uses to kill Tony. I’m going with slow and painful myself.”