Disclaimer: Don't own, I am just borrowing them, although, I may or may not return them.

Note: A friend and I were bored.

McGee opened his eyes. Why was it so dark? He looked over at the small digital clock, 9:15 am? No, couldn't be, it was to dark. Crap. Where was he?

Obviously he had a hangover, god, what had he done last night? The team had went to a bar to celebrate solving an extremely difficult case…

"Good morning!" A light switched on reviling none other than Abby. McGee stared at her, was he at Abby's house? "What? Don't I get a good morning back?" She asked presenting him with a mug of coffee.

That explained the darkness.

"Good morning Abby. Why am I here?" He mumbled not meaning to say the last part aloud.

"I rescued you!" She replied proudly dragging him out of the room into a normal looking (asides from some for the pictures and case files) house. How had she rescued him? Oh, right, Tony. Must have been Tony. What had he done to Tony? Nothing! Yet Tony tortured him to no tomorrow.

"From Gibbs!" Abby said with her usual perkiness. She propped him up in an arm chair and pulled a pair of black sweat pants that were obviously made for a woman. McGee hadn't even noticed his lack of pants.

"Couldn't I just wear my pants from the day before?" He asked almost fully awake now.

"If Tony hadn't taken them." Abby smiled. "I tried to get them back but…" Her voice trailed off obviously imagining what had happened. McGee didn't remember Abby having anything to drink, which, was probably good.

To Be continued!

Where are McGee's pants?

What did he do to Gibbs?

And…

Will he change his pants. Coming soon.