( A dream or a nightmare... )

"I'm so so sorry!" Abby woke up covered in a cold sweat and checked her wrists for handcuffs before flicking on the light. There was no sad Gibbs, arresting Tony or accusing Ari in her room, and especially no dead Kate. She hugged Bert to her chest and listened the resulting fart echo in the room.

BRRRAAAAAAPPPP

Abby swung her feet out and slipped them in her fuzzy bat slippers. It was still dark, but she sure she could find something to do online. She certainly wasn't going back to sleep tonight.