Squeaky clean

[Timothy McGee]

Tim liked showers. Especially after a long plane ride in economy class with mothers with crying babies, small children, and Tony.

He liked to wash off all the stress of the flight, the sweat, the baby sick up, the spills and whatever it was that Tony seemed to secrete in large oozing quantities in small spaces. He just felt cleaner and better after a shower. Stepping out, he realized that he had forgotten to grab a towel from the courtesy closet and the draft, even in Miami, was really chilly. Peeking out the door, he noted that Abby hadn't returned yet. Coast clear, he stepped out of the bathroom and headed for the closet that was right next to the door.

[Abby Sciuto]

Abby heard Tony's comment about not doing chick flicks as she walked away, shaking her head softly with a huge grin on her face as she found her room. With a quick swipe of her card, she pushed open the door and stepped in, pausing slightly when she noticed two beds in the room. "Wait... why do I have two beds?" She inquired curiously out loud as she dropped her bag near one of the beds. She did a quick scan of the room then stopped dead when she spotted McGee, naked and wet. "MCGEE!" She cried out, eyes wide before blushing and quickly turning away. "What the heck are you doing in my room?!" She exclaimed, secretly peaking through her fingers for another moment to look at him. She'd seen him naked of course, but not since they'd dated each other.