"You drive like my grandpa Tony!" complained Ziva. After suffering through one hour of Tony's horrifically slow driving she was close to pulling her hair out, and Tony's too if need be.

"Grandma, Ziva, it's meant to be you drive like my grandma." Tony corrected.

Ziva shrugged. "Same difference."

They were standing outside a in high need of repair cottage. It was reported that a dead marine was found in his front garden early at 3 this morning.

Gibbs started handing out instructions "McGee camera, Ziva talk to the family, Tony –"

"Start questioning the neighbours, boss?" finished Tony.

"Smart asses deserve to be slapped Dinozzo. Get to it!"

"Got your six!" and he jogged to the house across the road.

The door was already open in the victim's house so Ziva didn't have to put her unpicking locks skills to work today. She gently turned the handle, gun in her other hand half drawn out just in case there were any nasty surprises inside.

She heard a slight whimper and a sob, each coming from two different people. Women to be exact. The noises were coming from the kitchen so she walked in.

"Abby!" Ziva half shouted in surprise. "What are you doing here Abby?" After overcoming her initial shock she glanced at the women sitting beside her at the kitchen bench. She had dark brown hair and hazel eyes that were red and blotchy from all the crying she had done.

"Ziva! Thank God. I've been so worried!" Abby looked relieved to see her friend. She was wearing her normal Goth clothes but only one pigtail were tied up today, she was obviously just about to leave for work.

"Are you okay? Is everything all right?" Ziva face turned a concerned expression. She didn't really have any friends in the Mossad or in America for the matter so Abby was sort of her only friend.

Abby's face frowned and her eyes narrowed. "If you think that having my sister Taylor's husband's corpse lying outside her front garden is fine then yes, everything is just fine." Abby bit her lip uncertainly, her expression turning soft and vulnerable.

Taylor spoke, "My husband always wakes up earlier for work than I do as he leaves three hours away from work. I woke up this morning to collect the newspaper when I…I saw…" she was sobbing uncontrollably and leaned against Abby's shoulder for emotional support.

Ziva's heart panged with sympathy for Taylor. She could tell that she was telling the truth, she wasn't guilty, so extremely overwhelmed and upset. But then, it was only a natural reaction.

She walked a little closer to the kitchen bench and sat down on a stool reaching for her notepad and pen. "Did you hear or see anything suspicious in the night Taylor? A gunshot? Men talking or fighting? Anything?" Ziva didn't want to pressure the woman but information was vital at a point like this.

Abby instead spoke up for her sister. "She said that she heard these men fighting outside 12 at night but then it went quiet again. It isn't anything unusual for a suburb like this after all." Ziva nodded in a understanding manner. "Have you noticed anything else unusual about your husband these past few days?"

This time Taylor managed to catch her breath and speak for herself. "Well my husband was never the come home and talk about his day type but he did seem more quiet than usual this week." She paused and wiped her wet face with a tissue Abby had handed her. Taking a deep breath continued " I thought it might have been his work overload or something like that. Stress possibly."

Outside Gibbs called Ziva's name and she excused herself from Abby and Taylor before running outside to find Gibbs.

Her first question was to ask him if he knew about Abby.

"Ya think I wouldn't know Ziva?" and stared at her with one eyebrow raised before turning to Ducky who was already working away at the corpse with Palmer and said, "go join Dinozzo. He's taking all day."

"Has he got his pants in a twist?" Ziva coyly suggested.

McGee who was still taking photographic evidence from around the garden mumbled to Ziva "I think you're referring to panties not pants."

"Oh." Was all Ziva said before walking across the street to search for her co-worker.

Since the door was closed and she didn't want to break and enter she did the polite thing and pressed the doorbell which played an annoyingly familiar tune for 10 seconds. The door opened and Tony Dinozzo appeared at the door before standing aside to let Ziva have room to walk through the narrow doorway. As she walked past her body brushed dangerously close to Tony and chemistry sparked between them making both jump and nearly crash into each other. After Ziva and Tony had managed to compose themselves Tony led her to the living room where a couple were on their couch making out like lovesick teenagers.

She raised her eyebrows and leaned toward Tony saying, "The two of them should, as you put it, get a room." She hesitated. "Did I get that right Tony?"

Tony nodded and grinned at Ziva and leaned closer to her until he was a mere breath away and whispered into her ear, "jealous are we Ziva David?"

Ziva opened her mouth in indignation and elbowed Tony hard in the rib causing him to double over. While all this was happening the couple had realised they had guests in the house and had separated themselves to opposite sides of the couch.

X

Tony and Ziva finished their interview with the couple and as soon as they left the door there was a loud crash and the signs of moaning coming from the upstairs part of the house.

"Moaner or screamer Daveed?" asked Tony with a huge beam on his face. He knew the question would make her uncomfortable and he enjoyed it thoroughly when the normally self composed assassin squirmed with uncertainty.

After slight hesitation Ziva replied "I am only telling you this because you will not find out in your lifetime. I am a screamer. Loud enough to wake the neighbours two blocks away."

Tony doubled over in laughter and tried to vision Ziva screaming. The same woman who wouldn't even scream in torture. He watched as Ziva walked to the car, her hips swaying left and right making Tony mesmerized at her behind.

"Don't even think about it Tony!" Ziva shouted and slammed the car door with a thud.

Tony smiled at himself.

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