I'm going to try to get two chapters up tonight, so cross your fingers and review! Also, Jenny's hair is long in this fic, as is Olivia's.
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Olivia's Apartment
"Well, this is my apartment." Olivia said as she opened her door and led the three women into it. "There's the kitchen, guest bathroom, living room, guest room, and then my room. I'm not sure where everyone is going to sleep…"
"I'm sure we'll make do with whatever we can Detective, thank you." Jenny smiled at Olivia.
"I guess two of you can have my bed, and one can have the guest room?" Olivia timidly suggested.
"We would never kick you out of your bed!" Abby exclaimed as she pranced into the guest room.
"Yes, I have slept in MANY worse conditions. I will be fine on the floor, detective." Ziva smiled.
Olivia made sure the three women had sheets on the queen bed, and offered to bring out a sleeping bag. They declined. After she was sure they were in their room getting settled in, Olivia went into her room and changed. As she was walking back and forth from her bedroom to the adjoining bathroom in her underwear, her phone buzzed from the nightstand.
Olivia flipped it open and smiled as the name Elliot flashed across the screen, indicating a text from him.
How are you holding up?
Olivia pulled a black tank top on as she responded Fine, you?
She was pulling her hair back in a ponytail when her phone buzzed again.
Ask about Gibbs.
Olivia made a mental note to ask the others about it as she tugged a pair of sweat pants on and left her room.
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Jenny pulled her hair out of the bun it was in as she lay on the guest bed. Ziva had told them they could take the bed, and she would sleep on the floor with a spare blanket and pillow. Ziva was in the guest bathroom changing, and Abby was going through the closet, which was full of boxes.
"Abby, why are you going through her personal things?" Jenny whispered.
"I'm bored…you really should look at these pictures, Director!" Abby whispered back as she flipped through a plain black photo album.
Jenny groaned inwardly as she swung her legs off the side of the bed, they better not get caught going through an NYPD detective's personal affects. That would not be good press for the agency.
Jenny sat on the carpet next to Abby and they flipped through the album. The pages were full of pictures of Olivia and Elliot. There were also three men, Captain Cragen and two others, mixed in as well.
"They are so cute together!" Abby quietly squealed. Jenny stared at a picture in particular, it was obviously a picture someone else had taken, and it was of the other two men, an African-American and a goofy white guy, but in the background, Olivia and Elliot were standing in a corner. Their eyes were only on each other, but it looked like they were arguing.
The only thought going through Abby's mind after she noticed which picture Jenny was looking at was That looks just like Gibbs and the Director when they fight!
"What are you doing?"
Jenny and Abby's heads flew up towards the door and Abby threw the photo album behind her, where it smashed into the wall.
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Olivia was sorting through her mail in the kitchen when she heard a thud followed by laughter. She stood and walked to the guest room. The door was open, and she could see Abby lying on the floor, tears streaming down her face as she laughed. The Director, Jenny, was sitting on the bed, trying hard not to smile. The Israeli, Ziva, wasn't in direct view.
Olivia rapped on the door before stepping in. Abby quickly straightened and suppressed her giggles, Ziva popped out of the closet and stepped away, and Jenny stood to meet her.
"Is everything okay?" Olivia looked around for the source of the thud.
"Yes, sorry, Abby threw something on accident." Jenny replied with a small smile.
"Do you guys want some dinner?" Olivia asked as she walked into the kitchen, expecting the women to follow.
Jenny followed, but before she was out of the door, she turned to glare at Abby and Ziva. Ziva helped Abby up and they filed out of the room like schoolchildren about to be punished.
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Jenny sat at the table, surveying all the women who sat eating in silence around her. Olivia had ordered Chinese from her and Elliot's favorite delivery place. Those two seemed to do a lot together. Olivia was eating, seemingly lost in thought. Ziva and Abby were sharing looks over the table, before they quietly shook with laughter. Jenny had no idea what had been so funny about earlier, Ziva had come in and scared them both half to death.
When Jenny's eyes wandered back to Olivia, she noticed the younger woman was watching her as well. They held each other's gazes for a moment, before Olivia looked away.
"How long have you and Elliot been partners?" Jenny asked, because the silence was almost unbearable.
"10 years." Olivia answered confidently.
"That's a long time, especially for the Special Victims Unit." Jenny commented.
"Yes…we haven't been partners the whole time though." Olivia quietly responded.
Jenny decided not to push, they would be here awhile and this was not a path she wanted to go down.
"Detective, we wanted to go walk around for a bit, is that alright?" Jenny asked as she stood up and grabbed her plate.
"It's midnight?" Olivia wondered as she joined Jenny in the kitchen.
"Yes, well, we wanted to see the city at night." Jenny spoke with a no non-sense tone.
"I don't see why that's a problem, but we need to be at the precinct by eight a.m."
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Jenny grabbed Abby and Ziva and they left. Ziva always had weapons on her and Jenny had grabbed her purse, which had her personal firearm in it, so they would be fine if any creeps tried anything stupid.
Olivia surveyed the guest room after the NCIS trio had left. There was something about them that made her curious. She knew she shouldn't go through their belongings, which is why she wasn't. She was just extremely curious as to wait that thud had been.
As she stepped over someone's bag on her way to the closet, she noticed a picture sticking out of one of the side pockets of a Louis Vuitton bag. It seemed to be a forgotten photo, since it was fraying around the edges and looked really old and worn. But that could also mean it was frequently looked at.
Olivia peered behind her to make sure they hadn't returned yet, and then she cautiously took a step forward. When no one appeared, Olivia reached her hand out and tugged on the picture. She smoothed the creases in it as she sat back on the bed and studied it. It was of Jenny and Gibbs. They looked younger, although not by much. They had obviously aged well since the picture was dated Serbia, 1999. They had their arms around each other and were staring deep into the others' eyes. When the front door opened, Olivia jumped and shoved the picture back in the bag, before running over to the closet and grabbing a shirt.
"What were you doing? Well, I guess that isn't my business, 'cause this is your house and all," Abby trailed on as she saw Olivia coming out of their room.
"I was just getting this shirt to wear tomorrow! If you need anything, I'll be in my room!" Olivia covered as she disappeared down the hall.
"She definitely was not getting that shirt." Ziva whispered into Abby's ear.
The other chapter is probably not going to be up tonight! I don't like this chapter as much as I did the first one…I know for a fact Kate will be in this fic, but only for about the last two or three chapters. I still haven't decided on Kate/Ari, but if it is in here, it won't be much. Review, or you won't get to see how Elliot's handling the NCIS men!