"Ziva, you're late." Gibb's didn't even turn from his desk. Tony's head popped up from where he'd been bending over his paperwork
"Yeah Ziva, you're-" He stopped mid-sentence "Du-am, what happened to you?" Ziva's hand immediately flew up to cover her black eye
"Just a fall while running. Nothing all that serious." She slid into her seat and dropped her backpack by her seat. She started right into her paperwork, without the usual childish banter between her and her workmates.
"Morning, Ziva." Abby's cheerful voice came from across the room, near the elevator.
"Yes Abby, it is morning." Abby frowned a bit, her normal bouncy nature calmed somewhat at Ziva's curt response.
"Anyways, see, I found this envelope on my door this morning taped to my door. With your name on it." Ziva immediately grabbed the envelope and stuffed it into her pack "Uuuuumm…yeah, I was kind of wondering what was in it?"
"And so you will continue wondering." Ziva said, an edge of ice to her voice. Abby, her enthusiasm tempered, quickly turned to Gibbs.
"Soooooooo…I was wondering something." Gibbs didn't even bother looking away from his screen
"What was it you were wondering Abby." Gibb's voice barely rose at the end of the sentence, making it not a question but a sentence.
"See, I have no cases right now and there was something I really, really, really wanted to go to…"
"What is it, Abby?"
"My favoritist band EVER is having a concert this afternoon and it would take me two whole hours to get there!"
"Your favorite band?"
"Plastic Death! They're this most amazing band and friend got tickets to go see them!!"
"A friend?"
"Yes, a friend." Abby turned her volume down and cooled her hyper-activity.
"Gee, Abby, what's with the sudden loss of volume?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all."
"This wouldn't happen to be a male friend would he?" DiNozzo pried further.
"Ok, yes he's male, but so is about 50% of the world's population."
"Does this male friend have any special relationship with you?"
"Yes, he is a friend Tony." Abby put extra emphasis on friend, and Tony was still curious.
"So, this male friend is he-" Gibbs stood up.
"Just got an email from an old contact with the police. They've got a case at a hotel and she says that we'll eventually be called in. Might as well go now."
"She, boss?" Tony questioned.
"Yes, she's the daughter of an old friend." Tony made an 'ah' face, and silently followed Gibbs, Ziva and McGee quickly catching up at the elevator
I'm new to writing fanfictions (this is my first) and while I would like an honest critique, please do not do any of that flaming nonsense.