Thank you for all the kind reviews and notes of encouragement. I'm sorry this isn't longer, but hopefully the next chapter will be. PJ in NH

Chapter 2

Entering Abby's realm Tim saw Abby's anxiously gesturing for him to join her while at the same time lowering the volume of her stereo.

"What is it, Abby?" Tim asked when he got closer.

"I saw them again," Abby whispered.

"Let me guess, at that new restaurant in Dupont Circle?"

The Goth's jaw dropped. "How'd you know?"

"Ziva mentioned meeting some friends there after work last night. The last time you saw them, at the park, Tony had mentioned going jogging there after work. In fact now that I think about it, they often talk about going somewhere after work…just never connected it before." Tim shrugged. "Maybe it's just a coincidence,"

"Rule No. 39, McGee," Abby reminded him. "There is no such thing as coincidence."

"Well, did they see you?"

"They only had eyes for each other. But I didn't risk it. Me and the nuns went to another restaurant. Of course that meant I had to tell the Sisters what we suspect. But I figure if you can't trust a bunch of nuns to keep a secret…"

"What do we suspect?" Tim asked bewilderedly.

Abby placed her hands on her hips. "Tim, pay attention. Lisa and Tommy. Tony and Ziva."

"Really?"

"Really. You figured out what was going to happen when you wrote your book even before it may have happened in real life. At least that's my theory."

"Well two to three times a week one of them makes note of some place they are planning on going after work."

"Hmmm." Abby pondered the statement.

"So are you serious? You really think they're dating?"

"Well, it's not conclusive, but I should know relatively shortly. I've put GPS monitors on both their vehicles."

"Abby!" Tim chastised her.

Abby shrugged but gave him a little smile indicating that she wasn't going to back down.

"But what about Rule #12?" he asked.

Abby crossed her arms over her chest and gave Tim her best glare. "I'm going to warn you, Tim." She took a step towards her friend and he gulped. "If you so much as think that there's a Tiva and Gibbs picks up on it-"

"Tiva?"

"Tiva. You know, Tony and Ziva equals Tiva…or Zony…but Tiva sounds better." She huffed and took another menacing step forward. "Don't distract me. If Gibbs finds out and I find out that he found out because of you, I don't have to tell you what I can do."

"Er, something to do with no evidence?"

"Exactly." She pointed her finger at him. "You keep your lips and mind zipped, McGee."

"Right."

"And I'll tell the Sisters to send up a prayer for Tiva."

"Who's Tiva?" Gibbs asked striding into the lab. Caf-Pow in hand.

Abby's eyes widened and McGee resorted to his classic fish-out-of-water expression.

Schooling her features, Abby coolly faced the Silver Fox crossing her fingers behind her back. "Just a poor soul in need of Divine Guidance, Gibbs."

Gibbs gave her a nod. "While you're at it, you might want the nuns to send up a prayer that you and McGee still have a job." He shot Tim his should-be-patented you-better-get-back-to-work glare. As soon as Tim mumbled his apologies and left the lab, Gibbs passed a grateful Abby her elixir of life. "Now, Abby, do you have the test results yet?