Abby's Lab
"Abby keep still, Martha is trying to show me how to do this thing up so unless you want to walk down the aisle topless don't move!" Abby jittered bouncing on her toes excitedly
"I'm sorry Ziva, but it's finished, my wedding dress is finished and I want to see myself in it please hurry up you guys" Martha's expert hands laced the bodice of the dress showing Ziva which eyelets each ribbon went through, finally Ziva tied a generous bow at the top.
"Ok we're done!"She took Abby's hand to help her step into the huge silver and black stiletto's she had chosen to go with the dress, before stepping back to see the completed outfit. Ziva and Martha gasped at the image before them Abby's trim figure accentuated by the dress, it was full length white silk princess dress the bodice and mile long train of the dress embellished with black spider web lace and silver beading.
"Well?" Abby asked teetering left and right on the four inch heels that once she added her head dress would help make her a clear four inches taller than the groom. "Do you think Tim will like it?" Martha nodded her long curled grey hair bouncing as she did. Ziva finally caught her voice saying "Abby you look stunning, Tim is going to love it!"
"What am I going to love?" the man himself said as he strolled casually, completely oblivious, into the lab. Abby gave a high pitched shriek and scurried into the office at the back of the lab Martha behind her trying to shield the dress, Ziva's Mossad training kicked in and she drew her weapon taking an attack stance, she barked the order at McGee,
"Turn around and cover your eyes McGee or I swear I will shoot you" Despite all of his training to remain calm in a terror situation, something about Ziva still terrified him and he did as he was told.
"Ok... Ok... God Ziva what's going on?"
"Abby has her wedding dress on" McGee looked perplexed,
"I thought she was getting it off Martha at your place tonight while Jimmy and I went to collect the suits.
"I was" Abby shouted from the office where she was hiding out of the eye line of the sliding glass doors. "But Martha's 2 o' clock cancelled so she called me to see if I wanted to bring the appointment forward because she knew how excited I was"
"Oh Ok" he nodded "Ziva if I don't turn around can I uncover my eyes I feel really stupid stood here like this?"
Ziva relented, holstering her weapon in slight embarrassment before saying "Of course Tim, I'm sorry, I am just aware it is bad luck for the groom to see the bride in her dress before the ceremony"
She walked round to look at him and check he wasn't trying to peak "Thank you!" he said to Ziva "Does she look good?" he whispered Ziva nodded a huge smile on her face. "Great" he smiled.
"Anyway Timmy what do you want"? Abby shouted from her hiding place "We still need Ziva to try her dress on" He remembered after a second why he had initially come down.
"Oh yea, I just got an email from my cousin Carol apparently she forgot to tell us that her and her latest boyfriend are Fruitarians! I need the caterers' phone number"
"Fruit-what-ians?" Ziva asked a look of pure bemusement overtaking her features.
"Fruitarians" Mcgee explained "It means they will only eat things that have fallen from trees ready to be eaten"
"That sounds most unhygienic" Ziva scowled
Abby's arm waved round the side of the door her fingers gripping a business card "Ziva give this to Timmy will you"
Ziva obliged happily handing Tim the card,
"There you go Tim, now go away; I need to try my dress on"
"Ok, see you upstairs, bye Abby love you, goodbye Martha"
And with this he fled the room.