A/N: Woohoo! I'm actually updating when I planned to! Okay so sorry if these chapters seem pointless. I promise that I will start making more relevant chapters. Not that these are meaningless...I'm going to stop before I go on an Abby rant. I know, it's short, but the next one will be longer! I promise. Pleeease review!
Disclaimer: yeah I own nothing. Tragic, I know.
The team managed to get through the airport relatively smoothly after their flight landed. The only roadblock was at security, where Tony finally had to flash his badge when Ziva pulled out her knives to put in a bowl. He wasn't sure what she had told the French guard when the man objected, but Tony was sure she hadn't complimented the guy's uniform.
Everyone stepped out of the elevator in the parking garage. They moved off to the side so that McGee could hand out the fake IDs. The first slim cards he pulled out belonged to Tony and Ziva.
"Seth and Camille Hall," Tim said, handing them their passes.
He turned to Gibbs and Jenny, "Garrett and Brooke Cooper."
Tony and Ziva looked at Abby and McGee in surprise, who were looking at their own cards. They thought Jen's name was going to be Diana. Abby saw their questioning faces, and waggled two fingers in the air. Tony nodded.
Ziva still looked confused, so he whispered, "Gibbs second wife was named Diane. He must have found Diana too similar."
"So boss, who's leaving first?" Tony asked. The team turned to look at Gibbs.
"We are." He and Jenny started to their car when he turned around and called, "And that's Garrett Cooper to you, Hall."
Tony winced at his mistake, and Ziva grabbed the rental keys after Gibbs and the director drove away.
"Hey, whoa there Zee--I mean Camille. You are not driving, even if you're not Ziva at the moment!" Tony exclaimed, reaching for the keys.
Ziva held them away. "Have you ever driven in Europe, Tony? Can you read French signs?" she asked with a smug smile.
DiNozzo let his hand drop. "Dammit...this is gonna be a long trip."
Ziva relaxed as well, and the two walked off to their car. Ziva was at ease, teasing Tony about his lack of French skills, when he suddenly reached over and grabbed the keys from her hand.
"Hey!" Ziva shouted, chasing him as he ran off to the car. She caught up to him and they both refused to let go of the keys.
They stopped at the driver's door, each staring the other down, willing them to give in.
Tony was the first one to break the silence, "I have never slapped a girl, but Ziva, I will slap you silly if you try to drive. I value my life."
Ziva put on a seductive grin and leaned in closer to Tony.
"Maybe you can slap me later, if you are good."
Tony was caught off guard. He had not been expecting that. His eyes went wide, and Ziva snatched the keys once more. She slapped his cheek lightly and hopped into the driver's seat. Tony just stood there, staring ahead blankly.
His partner rolled down the window and grinned at him. "And the name is Camille, Mr. Hall."
Tony snapped out of his trance, and walked around to the passenger seat silently.
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Abby and McGee were the only ones left, watching their friend's drive off, whilst shaking their heads with laughter.
"I am so happy that I'm not in either of those vehicles right now," McGee told her.
Abby smiled and linked arms with him. "Lead the way Mr. McGregor."
Tim looked at her and grinned.
The duo set off to their own car, and Abby whispered, "This is going to be a very interesting trip."
