I'm back! Forgive me for being quiet for a few months. I have gotten married! That's basically all that has happened in my absence. It's about nine o'clock here and I'm bored, so I decided to get a work on my new story idea. I hope you enjoy this! It's great to be back!

Tony DiNozzo and Ziva David were having a paper ball war in the office one autumn morning. The wads of paper flew across the bullpen, hitting random things in their path. One of those things happened to be Timothy McGee.

"Hey! Watch it, guys!" he shouted at his immature coworkers.

"Lighten up, Probie. Ziva's finally letting loose and having some fun!" Tony shouted in a happy manner.

"I have always known how to have fun!" Ziva interjected.

"Sure. Fun meaning a book and some tea?"

"Yes. Books can be quite enjoyable."

Their banter was interrupted when Gibbs came walking into the bullpen with his coffee in his hand.

"Grab your gear. Murder in a high school chemistry classroom," the team leader announced.

The bullpen immediately roared to life as chairs were pushed back and bags were placed on the agent's backs. With everything packed and ready to go, the team poured into the elevator and headed off to the crime scene.

"I remember chemistry. Not a happy time for me," Tony randomly announced as he took pictures of anything suspicious or out of place at the crime scene.

"Really, Tony? Were you one of those kids who mixed chemicals together to see if they would blow up?" McGee asked, teasingly.

"Somewhat. I did manage to blow my lab partner's eyebrows off once," Tony said with a smile of remembrance on his face.

"The closest thing I ever did that came close to chemistry was make a clay volcano erupt," Ziva said, snapping a picture of a broken beaker on the ground.

"Hey, what's this?" Tony asked, picking up a bottle of some clear, thick looking substance with his gloved hand.

"Looks like some sort of glue," McGee answered, "I wouldn't play with it."

Tony, being the stubborn man he is, decided to play a practical joke on his female partner who was oblivious to the disaster that was about to unfold. Tony took off his glove and poured some over his hand, covering his fingers and palm. Placing the bottle back on the table, Tony wiped the smirk off his face and walked over to Ziva.

"Hey, Ziva! High five!"

"High what?" she asked, confused.

"Slap your hand against mine in a celebratory manner," Tony explained.

"What is there to celebrate? Murder?"

"No, Ziva. Just do it to humour me."

"Fine," the Israeli finally agreed.

She put her hand in the air and smacked it against Tony's. She immediately knew it was a trick when she felt something sticky on her hand. On instinct, she attempted to pull her hand away from her partner's, unsuccessfully.

"What the hell, Tony?" Ziva shouted.

"Oh crap. I didn't think I'd get stuck too," Tony said.

"Why wouldn't you also get stuck, Tony? This is glue!"

"And apparently a very strong kind."

"What's going on here?" Gibbs asked as he approached his two agents, their hands intertwined, "You two done playing grab-ass?"

"We're not, Gibbs. Tony decided to get us stuck together with glue," Ziva explained, glaring at Tony the entire time.

"Duck! Come here!" Gibbs called to the M.E.

"What seems to be the problem here?" Ducky asked once he had arrived to the crowd of agents.

"DiNozzo decided to be funny and glue his hand to Ziva's," Gibbs explained, filling Ducky in.

"Have you tried pulling your hands apart?"

"Yeah, Ducky. That was our first idea," Tony said, growing impatient.

Ducky took a look at their hands, attempting to pull their hands apart themselves.

"Where did you find this glue, Anthony?" Ducky asked when he was unsuccessful at separating the two. Tony pointed to the glue in the bottle on the table.

"Oh dear," the Scotsman whispered.

"What?" McGee asked, suddenly interested in the situation.

"This is an industrial adhesive."

"What the hell is it doing in a chemistry lab in a high school?" Tony asked, exasperated.

"I'm not sure, but we better find something to remove this with or you two may be stuck together for awhile!" Ducky exclaimed.

Tony and Ziva gave each other a fearful look before running to the car, hand in hand.

I know it was short, but this was just the prologue and I'm beginning to get tired. I will most likely have the first chapter up tomorrow or Saturday! Forgive me for any spelling mistakes as well. I was typing in the dark. Please review! Have a wonderful night!

-Aviva.