Mamma Mia!
- Honey Honey -
Category: General/Romance
Rating: Let's say... PG
Contents: Abby's memories of a certain man...
Disclaimer: Nothing mine, but even if it was, I wouldn't do something like that here with the show... because, this is only for fun (and not for profit)!
It was one of those days that brought nothing than boredom to her. One of those days with no case, simply nothing to do, because she had done everything else that could have killed her boredom now before, on the days she actually haven't had the time to do the things she had done back then. She was working far too much, and she knew it, but she also loved it. The lab was her second home - and the place her life was playing. She got to know people and she experienced special events...
Honey honey, how he thrills me, ah-hah, honey honey
Honey honey, nearly kill me, ah-hah, honey honey
It had been a few years ago when one certain man had walked into her lab and her life.
Timothy McGee hadn't been exactly what she was looking for in a man, but then, he had been special, in his very own way. The man who was her best friend and a very valuable colleague today had once been her lover. Not for long, no, but nevertheless, they had been together, and it had been an exciting time.
Meeting such a man on the street, she wouldn't have even noticed him; he wasn't an Adonis or a Brad Pitt - or someone like these men - after all. When she had gotten to know him, he had been shy, innocent, naïve maybe. A computer freak, an intelligent boy, but - only a boy.
A boy who had made her curious, and who had drawn her attention and interest. Because as boring as he seemed to be to others, to her, he had been just fascinating...
I'd heard about him before
I wanted to know some more
And now I know what they mean, he's a love machine
Oh, he makes me dizzy
She had known that Tony had warned McGee of her, but the young and in some communities very popular MIT graduate hadn't wanted to listen to these 'warnings'. Good for her. It had been very easy for Abby to seduce him, to make him follow her into her apartment and her bed.
But there, it had been for her to be surprised, after he had shown his full repertoire of astonishment when she had been evincing to be interested in him. She knew people wouldn't believe it, even or especially those who knew Tim, and she wouldn't tell anyway. But obviously, he was much more experienced with women than anyone would guess. Their first night together had been nothing she would talk about to anyone. Not because it had been so bad. No, quite the contrary; McGee really knew how to please a woman; even how to please a woman like her. And she was a truly demanding woman.
Honey honey, let me feel it, ah-hah, honey honey
Honey honey, don't conceal it, ah-hah, honey honey
The way that you kiss goodnight
(The way that you kiss me goodnight)
The way that you hold me tight
(The way that you're holding me tight)
I feel like I wanna sing when you do your thing
It had been a good time, spending the nights and evenings together, and then, later, even working together. They were a great team, thinking alike, working alike. And she loved working with him; it was fun confusing people with their techno babble, ending each other's sentences, finishing or continuing each other's work. Without any need to explain of course.
She still couldn't understand why he had thrown away this really good thing their relationship had been. She couldn't understand why he had to tell her how much he liked her; at least he had known that she wasn't very fond of such confessions. She had to end the relationship to avoid it turning into something she wouldn't have wanted it to be.
Unfortunately, now she couldn't explain why she had made this decision to end their relationship, why she had pushed him away as soon as he had started telling her about his feelings. She did it all the time, didn't she? Telling people she liked them, hugging and kissing them. No one was complaining. But she did when the man she had learned to care for very much said that he liked her.
Honey honey, how he thrills me, ah-hah, honey honey
Honey honey, nearly kill me, ah-hah, honey honey
I'd heard about you before
I wanted to know some more
And now I'm about to see
What you mean to me
Maybe you really should sometimes leave your planned way of life behind and find some new ways.
McGee was still special to her. She liked him, maybe loved him. Spending time and working with him was always fun. She knew there was someone who was able to understand her, no matter what she was talking about. Of course she had told him that the story of Thom E. Gemcity's novel characters McGregor and Amy wasn't the one of Tim and Abby, and she still meant it. But then they maybe didn't need to be and live a story from a book. They had their own story; the one of Abby and Tim.
And maybe this story needed another chapter; needed to be a new novel.
One with a Happy Ending.
FIN