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Habitue
After multiple failed attempts to return to his human form, Tony was exhausted and the little black kitten curled up in a patch of sunlight for a nap. When the habitue of this house still had not returned after his nap, Tony knew there was something very wrong. He wasn’t sure what he could do in this form, but he knew he’d never forgive himself if he just lazed around Gibbs’ house waiting for Gibbs to return.
With that in mind, he left the house and headed for NCIS headquarters expecting Gibbs or the team to be there. While they wouldn’t recognize him, he was sure he would be able to get some clue as to what was wrong once he saw them. Of course, he hadn’t counted on how long it would take to get to NCIS headquarters in kitten form.
Even his baby panther form would have been better than this useless form. At least his baby panther form had some power behind it’s legs and would be able to make decent time. Plus it was raining, so he was now soaked and he was sure he looked absolutely bedraggled given some of the women who cooed at him and tried to pick him up before he deftly avoided their arms and hands.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he spotted Abby. He knew she would eventually go to NCIS headquarters if she wasn’t headed there already. Mewing, he wound himself in and out of her ankles to attract her attention.
“Oh. You poor thing.” Abby cooed, picking up the absolutely soaked black kitten.
If Tony could have rolled his eyes, he would have. Abby's reaction was so predictable. Instead, he scrambled onto Abby's shoulder in search of a place he could comfortably settle without risking falling off as she walked.
“I should take you to a vet or a shelter.” Abby mused, knowing her apartment complex didn't allow animals.
Tony hissed in Abby's ear.
“I can’t take you home.” Abby sighed at the unhappy kitten.
Tony hissed some more.
Abby stared at the unhappy kitten not sure what to do with it or what it wanted. It had let her pick it up happily enough, but now it seemed to just be hissing unhappily.
