It has been quite some time since I've posted anything. Have a holiday drabble and enjoy the season. Love, Leah
There is a Menorah on the mantle illuminated softly by the multi-colored lights on the nearby Christmas tree. Who ever said that Abby did not love the holidays? Certainly no one. A show about puppies plays softly in the background as the TV's flickering brightens the otherwise dark room. Ziva watches Abby as she sleeps, head pillowed on the agent's thighs. Abby snuffles and snores; she snuggles and shakes, but she does not wake up. Ziva's hand unconsciously moves to stroke her lover's cheek. She smiles. And who ever said that Ziva did not love Abby unconditionally? Certainly no one.
