Hey, I'm finally back :) This is supposed to be a one-shot, but I may continue it if you like this one... It's short and it has Tiva and a tiny little bit of McAbby. I hope you like it!
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Disclaimer: Don't own it. I know it, you know it and Ecuadorian pygmies know it.
"And she was really beautiful..." McGee Said as He walked with Tony into the bullpen. The Junior Agent was talking about the date he had last night.
"Whoa there, Probie." Tony cut in, placing his arm in front of his coworker. "Did you say 'beautiful'?" He arched a brow.
"Yes, Tony; 'beautiful'. Why?" Tim inquired walking past his arm and directing himself to his desk; what's wrong with saying a woman is beautiful? He thought, shaking his head.
"Well, because to find a woman hot, that is normal; but to find a woman beautiful? That implies feelings, implies that you appreciate her for more than her looks. Are you having feelings, McRomeo?" The Senior Field Agent asked with a smirk on his face as he sat on his chair.
"What if I am, Tony?" McGee turned on his computer.
"What if you are what?" Ziva asked, trotting into the bullpen. She was wearing a blue sweater and dark jeans; everything looked perfectly normal, except for her hair, which was a mess.
"Having feelings." Tony answered, staring at her. "What's going on with your hair?"
"Hairdryer died, I tried to fix it and almost got late." She explained, sitting on her chair and tossing her stuff next to her. She hoped it didn't look awful because the last thing she wanted was to look bad in front of Tony. Wait a second… What? Where the hell did that come from? She silently asked herself, while rolling her eyes.
She opened one of her drawers and pulled a little mirror out of it; she looked at her image for a little while. "Does it look that bad?" she pursed her lips and reached for her hairbrush, which was inside of that same open drawer.
"Nah. You still look beautiful." He shrugged. McGee looked up and arched his brows.
She dropped her head to one side in confusion, but then, sent him a full smile. "Thank you, Tony." She started brushing her brown curls, humming a happy song.
"Are you 'having feelings', Tony?" McGee asked, with an amused look and a smug grin playing on his face.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Probie." Tony shot back, giving his coworker a warning look and then looking back at his on computer.
"What are you talking about?" Ziva arched one brow at them, putting her hairbrush and her mirror inside the drawer and closing it.
"Nothing." They answered together.
McGee shook his head; he could only hope that, someday, his friends realized how much they cared about each other. But, until then, he could mess with Tony for his little slip and maybe tell Abby about it… He smiled, that was a pretty good idea.
To: Abby S.
From: Tim M.
Subject: You won't guess what happened!
Abby!
I was talking with Tony and we got into the "beautiful" subject; he was talking about how calling a woman 'beautiful' instead of 'hot' implies that you have feelings for her. Then, Ziva walked in, her hair was a mess (she said something about her hairdryer) and she asked if it was that bad and Tony answered "Nah. You still look beautiful." Can you imagine that?
Oh, and I loved dinner yesterday :)
Tim.
He hit the button send. A few minutes later he saw a message on his IM.
AbbyS: Timmy, I need details! Come down here, now!
A chuckle left his mouth, he got up, told Tony and Ziva that he was going to get Abby some Caf-Pow! and left.
I would love opinions :) So, review?