"Ziva?" Abby mumbled pushing her raven black hair out of her eyes searching the room for her Israeli lover.

"Yes Abby? Ziva called from the kitchen smiling as she poked her head through the door.

"Nothing I just…"

"Thought you had dreamt it." Ziva finished for her.

"Ya." Abby was clearly ashamed.

"Don't worry my love I too often wonder if this is indeed real."

"But how do you know? How do you know that it is?"

"When I look beside me and see you sleeping like an angel a dark beautiful angel." Ziva reached out and rested her hand on Abby's cheek.

"What if I wasn't there?"

"You are always there."

"But your not"

Ziva looked down clearly feeling guilty "Abby I am sorry I never wanted to make you feel that way.

"I know it's just I spent so long wanting this and dreaming of it that sometimes I wake up and think it was just that, a dream."

Ziva reached toward Abby pulling her into a deep indulgent kiss. "I think if I woke up and you were not there I too would think that it had been a dream a wonderful, wonderful dream." Ziva sat onto the bed kissing Abby again and again.

"mmm" Abby groaned "As much as I would love to do this we both have to go to work."

"Yes but at work we cannot do this." Ziva said pulling Abby into her.

"Don't tempt me Zi."

With a sigh Ziva stood up "yes unfortunately you are tight Abigail"

"Zi don't call me that! Abby threw a pillow at Ziva who was now getting dressed laughing.

"I am sorry Abby now come on I will drive you to work."

"Thanks Zi."