MAROONED
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It was late. The team was sitting around the dimly lit bullpen chatting while waiting for Gibbs to tell them they could go home.
Abby said, "Suppose you were marooned on a deserted island and you had to pick one of us to be marooned with. Who would you pick? And it has to be boy girl."
"Why boy girl?" asked McGee.
"So we can repopulate the species McGee," Abby said while leering in his direction.
"You'll have to teach the Probie how first Abbs," joked Tony.
"Well, I would chose McGee," said Ziva.
"You're kidding. You'd pick McGilligan here over me?"
"Why not? McGee is smart, handsome, young and would make an excellent father."
"So I'm dumb, ugly and old?"
"No, you are certainly not ugly Tony," said Ziva grinning slyly.
"I'd be happy to have you on an island all to myself Tony," said Abby.
"Hey, you're not picking me?" McGee said, sounding a little wounded. "Then I'm picking Ziva." He glared at Abby then smiled at Ziva.
"Ha. You two wouldn't last a week," Tony laughed.
"And why is that Tony?" ask Ziva.
"No computers, no video games, no comic books. McGee would be curled up in a ball sucking his thumb in no time."
McGee responded, "No DVDs, no pizza, no beer either" he looked over at Abby, "no Caf-Pow."
Abby sucked in her breath sharply and clasp one hand to her mouth, "Oh that's right!"
"No banana mango smoothies for Ziva. You might be able to get the bananas and mangos, but where would you plug in the blender?" Tony pointed out.
"No sports bars for Tony."
"No death metal for Abby."
"No Nutter Butters for McGee."
They laughed and made fun of all the things the others couldn't possibly live without.
"At least there'd still be sex," said Tony as he leered at Abby and she leered back, much to McGee's annoyance.
Not to be outdone, Ziva got up and sashayed over to McGee and sat down on the edge of his desk. She leaned over and cupped McGee's chin in her hand and said, "In that case, there is much I would enjoy teaching this one." She smiled as McGee blushed, but didn't look away.
"That so Agent David."
Ziva was so startled by Gibbs' sudden appearance that she nearly fell off the desk.
Gibbs sat down at his desk with a cup of coffee and a stack of case files. "Go home. Get some sleep."
They gathered up their belongings and prepared to leave. Abby went down to her lab to tuck her babies in for the night while Tony hit the head and Ziva and McGee headed to the elevator.
Once the elevator doors closed McGee looked over at Ziva and ask, "Wanna get some dinner?"
Ziva just put her arm around his, looked at him sideways and smiled coyly.
BLACK & WHITE FREEZE FRAME - FOOF!
Author's Note: So, this is my first submission though not the first NCIS story I've written down, but the first to feel polished enough to put up. Kept it nice and short and went easy on the Tabby and McZiva.
Seems like this would be an interesting series as in "The team was sitting around one night talking about what ifs when…" and also do a what if it really happened follow up.