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Ziva sat at her computer, the glow from the screen the only other light on her desk aside from the moonlight. She turned slightly in her seat, just enough to make a few notes in an open file on her desk. It was extremely quiet, with the exception of keys being pressed by both her and McGee. Tony had left with EJ hours ago and apparently there were still parts of DC Abby felt Simon needed to see. Jimmy had left with his phone to his ear and a smile on his face, most likely off to meet Breena. And Gibbs and Duckie had both left in their shared silence.

There was a nice silence that settled in the air, which allowed her mind to wander as she stopped typing. She looked outside at the clear night sky and couldn't stop herself from thinking about Ray. Today would have been their ten month anniversary and although she still failed to understand the importance of anniversaries being celebrated before marriage, she was willing to take part in whatever he had planned.

"Ziva, are you okay?"

Her thoughts were broken by her friend's comforting voice. She smiled in his direction. "I am fine, McGee."

He smiled back at her. "You've never been a good liar."

"McGee, I promise everything is fine," she said but even she didn't believe her own words. "Okay, maybe things are not fine." She added, drawing out the final syllable.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

She shook her head and looked down at her open case file but quickly closed it and looked back up. "Correct me if I am wrong, McGee, but there seems to be a lot of rule breaking in the office these days, yes?"

McGee nodded. "You are correct. Is this about Tony and EJ?"

"And Abby and Agent Cade."

His face soured. "Abby's walking Encyclopedia? I don't know what she sees in him."

Ziva laughed lightly. "Are you jealous of him, McGee?"

"Are you jealous of Agent Barrett?" he asked with a playful smile on his face.

"Jealous?" she asked with a laugh. "There is nothing for me to be jealous of."

McGee looked back down at his computer. "Because you have Ray?"

She shook her head. "Ray and I are no longer a couple but that does not matter. I am fine being alone."

"Ziva, can I ask you for a favor?" She nodded. "Stop telling people you're fine. You're allowed to be sad and upset. It's normal. Believe me, people will not think any less of you because you're upset."

Ziva smiled at him. "Thank you, McGee." Her words settled in the still air for a moment before McGee stood up. He grabbed his bag and stood in front of her desk. "What?"

"Let me take you home," he said. "It's late. We can finish our work in the morning."

"I should really finish this report," she said but McGee closed the yellow file folder. "Okay, I'm leaving," she said with a smile.

He smiled back at her as she gathered her jacket and bag. They walked silently to the elevator and waited for the doors to open. "So where was Abby taking Agent Cade?" Ziva asked with a smirk on her face and McGee glared at her, causing her to double over in laughter as they boarded the elevator down to the parking garage.

They stood outside of his car, leaned against the top. "Ziva, I don't care where Abby takes him!"

"McGee, when you raise your voice, it is obvious you are lying," she told him. "You should not let it bother you."

"It's just not fair," he began. "He just showed up and swept her off her feet." Then, a look of sudden realization covered his face. "Which is how you feel about EJ and now I completely understand your frustration with her."

They both pulled their door open and got into the car, the slamming of doors echoing through the empty garage. "She does not frustrate me," Ziva explained. "I just do not appreciate how she popped out of the sky."

McGee laughed. "The phrase is 'dropped out of the sky.' And can we make a promise to stop lying about how much the new agents bother us?"

Ziva smiled and nodded. "At least no lying to each other."

"Only to their faces," McGee added with a nod. They rode the short drive to Ziva's apartment in silence, McGee idling the car next to the sidewalk.

"Thank you, McGee. I will see you in the morning," Ziva said before pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. She pulled her bag from the floor and opened the door, stepping out into the crisp night air.

"Good night, Ziva," McGee replied as she smiled at him before closing the door and walking up the stairs to her apartment.