Sorry if some information i put in isn't exactly accurate. It is fanfiction, so it's kind of a made up world, you know? Anyway, I might not update this often(although my readers should know that because I am certainly not reliable on this stuff, but I do try.) I will try to update it as aften as possible. It might not be very long, I expect maybe six chapters(but I don't have anything planned out for this, so it might end up being three, or maybe twenty, I just don't know.) Also, it is obviously Tiva, because, for some reason, I can't seem to keep Tiva out of any of my NCIS , I will end my ramble by saying I don't own NCIS, just made up characters that I will be adding later on.

Tony walked into the bullpen, reading a letter.

"What is that, Tony?" Ziva asked.

"A letter." Tony sat at his respective desk.

"I know that. What I want to know is what it is about."

"My upcoming high school reunion."

"Are you going?"

"It would be nice to see those people again, but I don't have anyone to go with," Tony said, hoping Ziva would offer.

"Good luck finding someone," Ziva said, tucking a curl behind her ear. She had no idea what Tony meant, but was secretly wishing he'd ask her.

Gibbs then entered the bullpen and went to his desk, coffee in hand.

"No case, boss?" Tony asked, mind still on the letter.

"Nope. Paperwork day. Where's McGee?"

Tony opened his mouth to reply, but was cut off by Ziva saying, "There was a little flood at his apartment last night. Abby is helping him clean up."

"And you know this how?" Tony said.

"Abby was with me last night when she got a call from McGee."

"What were you little ladies doing?" "Watching a movie."

"And you didn't invite me?" Tony mock-gasped.

"No, I did not."

"Why not?"

"Girls night in." Ziva didn't want to tell him the real reason, that she couldn't stand being that close to him any longer than she already had to, without doing something.

"Girls night, huh? Did you run around in pj's and have pillow fights?" Tony looked toward Gibbs and saw that he was busy writing a case report.

Ziva rolled her eyes. "No."

"Tell each other secrets, like who you're crushing on?"

That made Ziva blush. She tried to hide it, and said, "No."

"Then what did you do?"

"I already told you. We watched a movie."

"That's it?"

"We did a little cooking before the movie."

"And what did you make?"

"Food." Ziva busied herself with her case report, ignoring Tony's attempt to get her to tell him what food.

When McGee rushed into the bullpen an hour later he said, "Sorry I'm late, boss. There was a-"

"I know."

"Ziva tell you?"

"Yep."

When McGee was seated, Tony turned to Gibbs and asked, seemingly out of the blue,"Hey, boss, have you ever been to a high school reunion?"

"One."

"Who did you go with?"

"My wife."

"Oh."

Another hour of paperwork later, Tony jumped up and headed towards the elevator.

"Where you going?" Gibbs asked.

"Abby's lab," Tony said, just before the elevator doors closed.

When they reopened, he was hit with a blast of loud music from the open door to the lab. It was even louder when he entered the lab.

"Abby!"

The Caf-Pow! loving woman turned the music down and spun around in her chair.

"Have you ever been to a high school reunion?"

"Yeah."

"Yours?"

"Yep."

"Who'd you go with?"

"Me, myself, and I. Why?"

"I got a letter today informing me of mine."

"Take Ziva." Tony was startled.

"Why?"

"You guys have chemistry. Lot's of it. It's just about time for you to hook up, and have sex, and kick bad guy ass as another meaning of 'partner'." When Tony didn't reply, she continued. "You don't what to go with her. You know, all your high school buddies will be jealous."

"It's not that I don't want to go with her. It's just-"

"Just what?"

"There is no way I am asking her. I don't want my ass kicked all the way to Israel and back."

Abby sat there for a moment, thinking. Finally, her mouth opened, and out came the words, "I'll ask her."

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