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Abby sat down in her new place and took a deep breath. She was exhausted from the move, but she loved her new apartment. The entire complex had just been built within the past 6 months. As soon as she had come home, she showered and changed. She felt the need to wash away the day with a hot shower. She put on her jeans and t-shirt and walked around her new place barefooted. She knew the team would wonder if they were to see her now. Her hair was down, not in her usual pigtails and she looked nothing like the Goth that was their favorite lab rat. Truth be told, she was getting tired of the look.

She prattled around the house, unpacking and putting things away. She finally found the stereo and put it together, turning on her favorite Plastic Death CD. Ok so some things would never change, she thought to herself. She still loved her music. Satisfied that she had done enough for the night, she went to the kitchen to fix herself some dinner. She looked in her cabinets but there was no way that she wanted anything she had. So she put on some shoes and headed out to Ariello's.

Tony walked in his new place and sank down on the couch. He managed to get his gun and badge off of his belt. He felt the way he always felt this time at night. So he got up and went to take a shower. As he stood in the bedroom with only his boxers on, he heard it. His stomach was growling. He was hungry. So he walked to the kitchen to see what he had to eat.

That was when he realized he hadn't grocery shopped since he went with Abby a few weeks back. So he walked to his bedroom and dressed. As he sat down to put on his shoes, he wondered where he was going to go. He didn't want to go to any of his usual places, they would all wonder why the great Tony didn't have a date tonight. So he picked up the phone to order a pizza but stopped. He knew exactly where to go. Ariello's. It was just down the street and Abby loved the place. Maybe it was time Tony tried it. Dining alone in public couldn't be that bad could it?

Ziva walked around her place, looking at her pictures. She had just gotten off the phone with her father and him. She wanted to go home. To find out if it would truly work out between the two of them but she had interference from her father. He would never let it rest. Then she thought that maybe she should see if he would come to the States. To try things there. But then there was the interference of Tony. Everywhere she turned, someone was there that would damage their trying. Then she had the thought to break it off. Ziva was never more unsure of herself.

She changed into a pair of jeans from the skirt she had worn to work. She smiled as she looked at the skirt. It was an Abby influence. The side of Abby that Ziva wagered no one at NCIS had ever seen. She walked to her kitchen to start her dinner for one but stopped. No, she was not going to spend another night in this apartment, eating dinner made for one, watching reruns of Bewitched. Abby had mentioned a place that she went to when she wanted to eat alone and it was just down the street. Ziva thought hard to remember the name. Air something. She decided to just head out and drive. She would find it and she would know the name of it when she saw it.

McGee sat at his typewriter, staring at it. So much had happened lately and it would make a great book. But tonight he had trouble getting it out. He had come home and went straight to his typewriter. But nothing had come out. So he changed into his "Professors Jacket" as Tony had called it. Nothing came out. He tried to free write but nothing came out. Frustrated and determined not to let it get him down, Tim decided on a different course.

He showered and changed clothes. He put on a pair of jeans and a button up shirt. A Tony influence that he would never hear the end of if Tony were to see him right now. McGee sat down at his typewriter and was distracted by something else. His stomach growling. Of all the times, he thought to himself. So he got up only to remember he needed to go to the grocery store. The only option was to go out and get something. So he grabbed his keys and headed out, leaving the typewriter behind. He was in his car driving when he thought about that place Abby told him about, Ariello's. So he made a left turn at the light and headed there. Deciding that it was time to try something new.

Ducky walked in the house, the door was unlocked and he wasn't surprised. He knew from the sounds in the house exactly where he would be. So he walked to the door and headed down the stairs.

"I believe you owe me dinner." Ducky told Gibbs as he reached the bottom step.

"Where is Jordan?" Gibbs asked s he looked at his friend.

"She is working late tonight."

"Ah. You're in luck. I'm starving and I can't bring myself to work on this thing." Gibbs said as he put down the tool in his hand.

"Boater's block?" Ducky asked.

Gibbs laughed. "Something like that."

When they reached the top of the stairs, Gibbs turned to Ducky.

"So where do you want to go?"

"Abigail was telling me about this place called Ariello's. I thought it might be nice to try it."

"What kind of food?" Gibbs asked.

"The kind you eat my friend. Now let's go." Ducky said as he ushered him out the door.