Disclaimer: I don't own any part of NCIS, please don't sue.
Author note: this is a femslash fiction, you've been warned so no flames. This is going to be an ongoing story so this chapter is just an introduction which is why its so short. Please let me know what you think as I'm quite new to this fandom, all constructive criticism is welcome. It is based in season 3 so there are spoilers for that season, also many references to season 1.
They all know I miss her but only Gibbs fully understands why. Tony once asked me why I didn't take to him as fast as I took to her, I forget the reason I gave him but I know it wasn't the truth. I told so many lies at that time in my life, most were her lies, I just repeated them, but some were my own. I would say it was love at first sight, but that's so cheesy and I can't harm her memory that much. It all started that moment when Gibbs assigned her to work for me, to 'schlep' for me. I could feel the energy buzzing around us the minute we were left alone. When I told her that 'I'd show her mine if she showed me hers' her chuckle and the glint in her eyes sent shivers down my spine, as well as convincing me that she could feel the energy too. I've always had a great sense of people and what they are thinking, but she was a mystery her enigmatic looks and her secret laughs, I suppose it was her artistic nature, she was so intriguing and from that day I was hooked.
"Abby?" My mind was so lost in the past that the unfamiliar voice shocked me out of my reverie. "Wow! Sorry, I didn't mean to make you jump."
"It's okay, my bad." I still felt that reality was misty at the edges, as if my mind was reluctant to leave this pleasant memory.
Ziva looked at me curiously, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, why are you here?"
"Oh excuse me! I thought you might have finished analysing the powder we found!"
"Sorry, I didn't mean it like that, and I have finished, it was talc."
"Okay I'll leave you to your novel gazing."
I smiled and didn't bother to correct her. I floated back to her, to my lost love.