DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NCIS OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS

A Break Away

Chapter 1

"So Ziva, what are your plans for the week away from work?" Tony, clad in a Hawaiian shirt, khaki shorts and sandals asked his newest probie. "While I am on the beach enjoying the sun, sand and surf not to mention the island's scenery what will you be enjoying?"

"I will be at my apartment reading and relaxing and enjoying the quiet of not having to listen to your incessant blabbering Tony," she replied shutting down her computer.

Across the bullpen Tim couldn't stop the snort of laughter from escaping.

"You find that funny McLaughs-a-Lot?" Tony glared at his junior partner.

"As a matter of fact I do," Tim retorted standing to gather his own gear. I, myself will enjoy the freedom from your inane chatter.

Clutching at his shirt above his heart Tony huffs, "Well it's good to know who your friends are." Pouting he picked up his own gear.

"Ah Tony," Ziva consoled. "Do not be so tender. We did not mean to hurt your feelings."

"I think you mean sensitive, not tender, Zee-Vah," Tony shook his head and a smile twitched at the corners of his mouth.

"Perhaps it is good, yes?" Ziva continued. "We may need this time apart to recoup."

"Yeah Tony. I think Ziva's right. After a week away, I'm sure I'll be glad to listen to you McMock me again," Tim smiled slyly.

"Thanks. Appreciate that," Tony smiled in return.

"What are your plans McGee?" Ziva asked.

"Yes, tell us McWriter. Are you planning on stroking the keys all week creating another masterpiece featuring the witty Tommy and his love interest, Lisa," he leered at Ziva who only rolled her eyes at him.

"I may do some writing, but I plan on catching up with my sister, Sarah and my parents," Tim relaxed just thinking about it.

As the three agents stood holding their gear and saying their goodbyes, Gibbs entered the bullpen. A look of determination set on his face.

Tony's eyes widened and a slight grimace appeared on his own face. "Boss, something going on?" he asked. 'Please not again,' his silent plea. The past four breaks they were offered were all cancelled due to cases that they were working on.

"Nothing for youto worry about DiNozzo. Go on," Gibbs ordered.

Tony looked relieved and then made a quick exit. "In that case, later. See you all in a week."

Tim and Ziva looked at each other and then back to Gibbs now at his desk typing away at his computer.

"Do you need some help there, Boss?" Tim asked making his way back toward his computer figuring he could find whatever his boss was searching for faster.

"No McGee. You head on out, too. Your family's waiting on you." Tim nodded and gave Ziva one last goodbye before leaving.

After Tim was gone Ziva looked at her boss. "Gibbs?" she asked hesitantly.

He raised his head to acknowledge her. "You need something Ziva?" he inquired.

"No. No, it's just," Ziva shook her head in disbelief that he was asking if she was in need of something, "I do not have any plans so if you are in need I could help you with whatever it is you are doing," she asserted.

Gibbs smiled slightly, "I'm just sending my dad an email to let him know I'm on my way."

"Oh well that should be a nice vacation for you," she spoke stunned that Gibbs had learned how to use his email, though that may have explained the look of determination he had held.

Shutting down his computer and checking that he had all his things Gibbs asked as an afterthought, "Would you like to come with me Zee?"

Even more stunned she uttered, "Would I not be intruding? I'm sure that Jack is looking forward to spending some time with you."

Gibbs smirked, "He'll be happy to see you. Trust me," his blue eyes glinted. He headed toward the elevator. Looking over his shoulder, Ziva still stood unsure what she wanted to do. "Well, come on," he motioned with his hand for her to hurry up and follow.

She smiled, flinging her pack over her shoulder she reached the elevator just before the doors closed.