Dec 1
Courage is the power to let go of the familiar.
Raymond Lindquist
Abby Scuito did not spend much time in Director Shepard's office, but when she did, there was usually a good reason.
Like planning a girl's night out, debating the best ways to kill someone, or discussing secret female things that Tony would give his right arm to find out.
Come to think of it, Gibbs probably would too if he had any idea how often he was talked about and in what context.
The Goth was excited about this female meeting for an unusual reason. She was going to be bait to draw out a suspect at a bar, but she had to ditch her normal attire. Hence the monkey suit Ziva and Jenny were helping her with.
"Don't forget, Abby," Jenny began, straightening up for a moment. "You will have back-up at all times."
Abby giggled. She wasn't worried about back-up. "A Mossad assassin and an ex-marine watching my six? I'll be safer than the President."
"Of which country?" Ziva piped up.
Jenny gave her a brief glare. "Ziva!"
The Israeli was confused. "It is a genuine question, is it not?"
Abby continued to giggle. She couldn't imagine a safer place to be, and right now, she couldn't imagine two other friends she'd rather be getting ready with.
