Part Two is finally here after some writers block I got it all worked out :) Enjoy.
Everyone could feel the heat the moment they stepped off the plane and into the airport. The sun was blazing through every window and made all of their stomachs jump with anticipation. Tony was nearly ready to walk right out the airport and get his vacation started with out even remembering his suitcase; lucky for him, Ziva snagged him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him back. Abby and Tim went to check on their rental cars while Tony, Ziva and Gibbs gathered up everyone's belongings as they came around the conveyor belt.
"Tony, you are going to be one very happy man." Abby said as her and McGee approached the group waiting outside.
"And why is that?" He asked accepting the envelope she was handing him. He opened it and a key slid out with a number attached, "No. Way!" He ran off down the waiting line of cars and stopped dead in front of a cherry red Mustang.
"You should wipe the drool from the edge of your mouth, Tony. It is just a car." Ziva said pulling both of their suitcases behind them.
He stammered at her for a second as the rest of the group came along too, "Ziva, oh sweet naïve, Ziva. This is not just a car; this is a 2014 Shelby GT500 Mustang. This is like, the most wonderful car the Director could have picked for us to have."
"Not very big though. Is this the only car we got?" Gibbs asked McGee.
"No, I've got the other one right here. It's a Ford Flex." He said taking out the key, "And if I am correct it's that one right there." He said pressing the button and smiling slightly when the vehicle beeped in response.
"Vance really has us riding in style." Abby noted.
Tony had climbed into the drivers seat of the Mustang and everyone could tell he was just itching to turn the key, "Well, before Tony leaves us here, I was thinking we are going to need something for the house like food and what not. So I put together a list," Abby was saying.
"I'll go!" Tony offered, "I can get there and back faster than you guys in that thing." He gave the group a cocky grin.
"And who says you are driving it?" Gibbs asked.
"Boss, come on. Please. Can't, can't you hear her? She's begging me to just turn her on and get her all revved up!" He said stroking the dash.
"Well, that was more than I needed to hear. Ziva, go with him. Make sure he gets everything and doesn't make a mess in the car."
Ziva, without another word, tossed her bag into the back seat of the car and then hopped into the passengers seat. She buckled her seat belt and adjusted her sunglasses before turning to look at Tony, "Drive."
He turned the key and the engine purred, "Yes, ma'am!" Then the gas petal hit the floor and the sound of screeching tires, Ziva's laughter and Tony's whooping filled the air leaving the other three in a cloud of dust.
Ziva fumbled with the radio station as they headed down the main stretch of high to get to their exit. She had wiggled out of the light jacket she was wearing and was now happily exposing her already tanned arms to the blazing sun while her wavy chocolate hair danced in the wind as the car rushed down the road.
Tony, already completely comfortable with driving the car, had one hand on the steering wheel and the other resting gear stick which was a little too close to were Ziva's hand was laying. It took him a second or two to realize he had been stealing glances at Ziva for nearly the entire car ride. He wasn't too sure why he had been doing it, she was still just Ziva, but there was something different about her, he just couldn't put his finger on it.
Once off the high way they quickly stumbled across a grocery store and Tony whipped the car into a parking space near the front. He practically ran into the store leaving Ziva far behind, "Tony, what is your rush?" She asked when she had caught up to him already pushing a cart with a few items down an isle.
"I don't know about you but I would really like to get to that beach already." He told her tossing two cases of water onto the bottom of the cart.
"Do not forget, I am the one who holds the list." She reminded him by waving the paper in front of his face.
"Well, great paper master, what do we need now?" He asked slinging an arm around her and leading her down the isle.
It took about twenty minutes to navigate the store and find nearly all the things Abby had sent them to find, "That's most of the stuff. Can we go now?" Tony begged.
"Milk and eggs. Those are things I know we can find and actually do need. Then, yes, we may leave."
"Gibbs! Hurry!" Abby called from the top of the stairs at their beach home.
It was huge, a pale yellow color with two sets of stairs, what looked to be three stories tall, surrounded by palm trees, and it sat on an end lot of a dead end road. McGee was about to unlock the door when Abby insisted that they should all three open it together.
Dropping two of the suitcases next to her, Gibbs joined them, "Alright, Timmy. Do the honors!" Abby said practically bouncing up and down.
McGee turned the key and pushed the door open to a very spacious home. The front hall was long and painted a pale blue color that complimented the light wood floors. About half way down the hall there was a staircase that lead both up and down, "Each person takes a floor?" Abby asked.
Gibbs headed down to the lower level, which looked to be one large game room. The back wall faced the ocean that you could see through the sliding glass doors. As he walked to them he noticed a room to his right; a smallish blue and light brown bedroom with not only its own full bath but had another set of sliding doors leading out to a porch swing that looked more like a bed, a few lounge and regular chairs, a table, a hot tub in a corner, an out door shower, and a walk way that lead to the pool and then the beach. As he continued to explore the lower level he too note of the L-shaped sofa in the center of the room, facing the flat screen television. Below that were a few different gaming systems that he was sure McGee would be playing with in no time. He also found a pool and Ping-Pong table and the access to the garage.
Abby walked down the hall way on the main level of the house and she came to a three-way intersection; she went forward. The room was huge with tall ceilings and painted the same blue as in the hallway. The wall facing the ;ocean was completely made out of glass except for the white wood work that framed the glass doors leading out to a deck which had steps leading down to the pool and ocean. On the deck was a nice sized hot tub, a large table that looked to seat about ten people and a grill. Abby turned her attention to the rest of the room; there was a U-shaped leather sofa that faced a fireplace with a flat screen mounted above it. On the wall behind the sofa was a door leading to a master suite with navy blue walls with white accents and its own walk-in closet, master bath, and deck. Returning to the intersection, Abby made a right this time and found herself in a light yellow kitchen with dark countertops and dark wooden cabinets. It also included a breakfast bar and tucked in an alcove was a dining room set for ten. She was admiring all the gadgets the kitchen offered when she heard McGee calling her.
His voice seemed to be coming from the living room but she couldn't seem to find him, "Look up." He chuckled at her when she spun and waved at him from the floor below, "Walk forward and there is a door in the wall, open it." He instructed and she fallowed.
The door hid a spiral staircase. Abby walked up to meet Tim at the top holding open the door and extending a hand for her to take, "Watch the last step, I nearly fell." He blushed, "Pretty cool though, right?"
"Totally! I wonder what other cool tricks this house has?" Abby pondered, "We should explore!"
"We can but I think we should pick bedrooms before Ziva and Tony try and call the best ones."
"You think you have found the best, because there was a pretty awesome one on the main floor."
"Well, I already picked the best for me but trust me." McGee said leading her to a door and gesturing her to open it, "This one is really great."
Abby opened the door to a brightly lite purple room with a wonderful view. She opened the door on the right, which was for the bathroom. It had his and her sinks, a sunk in tub a rather large shower and toilet but it was the door at the end of the hall that caught her attention.
"Do you know what's through there?" She asked McGee.
"Yeah, that's the only downer. It's another bedroom, the bedroom I picked actually. We also share a deck and hot tub but I guess those are a little better than a bathroom. The doors do lock so if one of us is in here then we can just lock the other out but if it's still too weird I can switch rooms." McGee rambled.
"I think we can manage." Abby said and patted his chest, "So, a hot tub you say?"
"We're back!" Tony hollered as he carried bags into the home, "Or don't answer." He said more quietly now.
"They went to the beach says a note on the fridge." Ziva told him walking past to get the last of the bags, "Kitchen is to the left."
Once all things were put a way the two managed to find their own bedrooms, Tony taking one on the top floor and Ziva the one in the lower level. Ziva was the last one out of the house; she locked up and headed to find everyone down at the beach.
So, I know this one was a lot of reading but I wanted to discribe the house. Next chapter will be a lot more fun :)
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