Hello! This is a Tiva / McAbby Fanfiction. It is going to begin a little like a casefic, but go into Tiva and McAbby for the most part.

If you don't know, Tiva is the ship name of Tony DiNozzo and Ziva David and McAbby is the ship name for Timothy McGee and Abigail Sciuto.

I am very excited to begin my first Tiva and McAbby story, so I hope it goes well. I really hope you like it. (PS: For the sake of my story, Ziva is still there and Bishop is not)

Anyway, this is a story about how Tony and Ziva get together, and how Abby and McGee get together. I have read many of them, but they seem unrealistic or OOC. I am going to try to stay in character, so tell me how I am doing.

I have decided to post this chapter now so you can read it and tell me what you think of the story. I just want to test how it does with you guys before I get too far into it. The rest will be a while till it is ready and then I will post it.

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Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS, but that would be extremely cool.

Here we go…

Life Won't Last Forever: Chapter 1- All Shook Up

A pretty young lady sat in interrogation. She was quiet and nervous looking while she waited for Gibbs to enter. Tony, Ziva, and McGee stood in the back room watching through the one way mirror. The door suddenly clicked open and Gibbs walked in. The woman was a bit jumpy and couldn't sit still. Upon Gibbs' entering, she stood up.

"Please, Sir. Why am I here?"

"You'll know in a second. Please sit down." She sighed nervously and sat down like she was told.

"Miss Andersen," Gibbs began as he opened his case file. "One of your coworkers told us that you were close to Mr. Jameson." She nodded.

"Yes, that is true."

"Would you care to elaborate the status of your relationship?" She turned her head sideways, then nodded. Tears were filling her eyes. "I'll do anything if it helps you find whoever killed Mason." She nodded before beginning, "We worked together… We have for six years now." Gibbs scribbled in his notebook as she talked.

"And your out of work relationship?" Gibbs questioned.

"We are… were good friends. Sometimes we'd go to a bar or maybe a movie… I'm sorry." She tried to hold back sobs that were fighting to escape her. She took a deep breath before continuing. "We liked to tease each other. Sometimes he'd flirt, and sometimes I'd flirt back." Gibbs pulled out a picture of the victim out of the folder and slid it to Miss Andersen. Her breathing shuddered as she stared down at the gruesome photo. Tears started to fall down her cheeks. Gibbs watched with his poker face remaining unmoved as the woman broke down in front of him. Either she was about to confess, or they had the wrong suspect and their relationship was more than meets the eye. "I- I never got to tell him…" She said between sobs."

"Tell him what Miss Andersen?"

"That I loved him." She whispered. Gibbs stood from his chair, thanked Miss Andersen, and left the room. As Gibbs left, the 3 agents from the observation room returned to the hallway with him.

"Well, it's definitely not her," Tony observed.

"Yeah, I know…" Gibbs agreed. "David, take Miss Andersen to the conference room and assure her we're going to find whoever did this. McGee, call Abby, Ducky, and Palmer and tell them to meet us in the bullpen for briefing. DiNozzo, Start looking for a connection between Petty Officer Jameson and anyone at the recruitment office or people that have been there in the last 3 days. Go, NOW!"

Everyone scrambled to their duties and Gibbs sat down at his desk. He rubbed his hands over his face and thought. "You okay boss?" Tony asked. Gibbs looked up and replied, "Yeah, fine." Tony nodded and returned to his research. Soon the whole team plus the M.E, assistant, and Forensic Scientist were gathered in the bullpen, standing in front of the TV monitor. "McGee," Gibbs called as he tossed the remote to the Probie. McGee started, "Right. Meet Petty Officer Jameson. Age 26, born in D.C., and grew up as a Navy Child. His father, Lieutenant Commander Michael Jameson, worked at Quantico and was highly decorated." McGee continued with his briefing. He explained the Petty Officer and Miss Andersen's relationship, and who they've ruled out as suspects."

Once he was done, the team was silent. "Get to work." Gibbs broke the silence. Ziva went to the lab with Abby to sort through the evidence, Tony and McGee stayed to work on their computers, and the Medical Examiners went to start the autopsy.

Ziva and Abby dug through the boxes of evidence while listening to some bizarre music, and Abby sipping Caf-Pow. Suddenly, Abby stopped working and turned toward Ziva. "Hey." Ziva turned.

"Yes, Abby?"

"Can we talk?" Abby turned off her music and sat down. Ziva noticed her upset look. "Sure, anytime."

"Listen. We… don't know when we're gonna… you know… gonna—" Abby looked pained as she tried to say the word. "Die?" Ziva finished.

"Yeah."

"What about it Abby, what made you think of that?" Ziva questioned.

"It's just… That woman… In interrogation… She reminds me of someone, and, it really freaks me out."

"She 'freaks you out'? Why?"

"She reminds me of you, okay Ziva?" Abby bursts out.

"Me?" Ziva clarified. "How does that girly, nervous woman remind you of me?"

"Tony." Abby said simply. Ziva sighed. "Her relationship with that petty officer is a lot like you and Tony." Abby continued. Ziva was quiet. Finally she said, "I see."

"Ziva, you and Tony have a super dangerous job. You never know when you will say your last words! You can't let things go unsaid."

"I do not have anything to say to Tony."

"Yes you do."

"Do not"

"Do too."

"I am not doing this Abby." Ziva concluded.

Abby begged. "You have to! What if he never knows?" Ziva sighed. She knew she was right, but she couldn't do it. It was too big a risk. "And what about you?" Ziva asked Abby. The tables had turned.

"Me?"

"You and McGee."

"That was a long time ago, it doesn't count," Abby declared.

"I do not think so, Abby," Ziva responded.

"Okay, let's just pretend we never had this conversation," Abby said.

"Fine by me," Ziva agreed. Then the two women picked up on their work.

That's it for now. I'm not sure how long I'll make this story, but we'll see.

Anyway. I need to know how I'm doing. Tell me if I am staying in character, if you have a question, etc… You can even PM me if you have an idea for a date they will go on, other events, or whatever you'd like.

I accept constructive criticism! It helps me learn and fix mistakes that I might make.

(It will be a while. I am writing most of it before I post more chapters, that way you won't have to wait weeks in between chapters)

Additionally, I wrote a NCIS secret Santa story at Christmas and I encourage you to check it out. I think it turned out rather well. (It's Called NCISanta)

Now I'll stop rambling. Thanks so much guys!

Till next time!

~NCIS Obsession