A/n: Kay guys! Newest chappie. the next one will be the last :)

The girls had gotten dressed and headed down to breakfast; Jenny in a green tank top and black cargo shorts, Abby in her Disturbed t-shirt, and denim Bermudas and Ziva in a yellow camisole and, like Abby, denim shorts.

As Jenny heaped hash browns onto her plate, she clarified their plans once more, "So we eat first, then we go to the concert?"

Ziva nodded, trying to decide between waffles and pancakes, "Yeah. It's about half an hour away from here at two' o' clock."

"So, what, six hours?"

"Right. We can go shopping while we are out.."

They all sat down at a table in the breakfast room, Jenny and Ziva's plates piled high with eggs, waffles, hash browns, bacon, and sausage, or some combination o them. While Abby stayed far more health conscious, opting for a plate of assorted fruits with her waffles.

After they had eaten, they all piled into the car, They drove along the road, sitting in comfortable silence, listening to the radio, striking up the occasional conversation. Soon, Ziva caught a shopping center out of her peripheral vision, and made a sharp right into the parking lot.

Three hours later, as they walked through the mall, bags of clothing, shoes, and anything else they could find, they passed by a salon, and Jenny lingered momentarily. The other two women stopped and turned, quickly noticing they were missing a companion.

"Are you gonna get your hair done?" Abby asked, looking into the ritzy looking salon.

Ziva eyed her expectantly, obviously intending to ask the same question.

Jenny thought about it before asking, "Do you mind?" She did not want to do something that they would not all enjoy.

"No," Abby assured her, walking into the salon, soon followed by Jenny and Ziva. She walked up to the reception desk, and was about to speak to the young bleach blonde at the counter, but first, turned to Ziva. "Are you getting yours done too?" she asked. At Ziva's nod she turned back to the girl at the desk. "we all want to get our hair done," she said.

Th girl clickd the mous a few times before asking, "Do you have an appointment.

"No," Abby replied, "The sign said walk ins welcome.

"Yeah. They are, just a mandatory question. So what are your names?"

"Shepard, Scuito, and David."

The receptionist clicked the mous a few more times before looking up at her, smiling brightly. "Okay. It'll be about twenty minutes or so."

As promised, within twenty minutes, all three women had been called to a chair, dspite being on opposite areas of the salon. Two hours later, alll of them had finished. Abby and Ziva had finished first; Abby having dyed her hair so black that it had a blue cast to it, Ziva having done the opposite, getting blonde highlights. They stood in the line to the register, waiting for Jenny. When she did they were both shocked.

She had chopped all of her hair off, having it cut into a close pixie cut, and colored it a richer shade of red.

Jenny looked at the hesitantly, biting her lip, dreading their reactions. She had wanted a change, and she always had like her short hair better. It was much easier to take care of.

Much to her surprise, once the shock had worn off, the both smiled.

"Oh my God! I love it!" Abby squealed, making a motion with her finger, indicating for Jenny to spin in a 360. She complied, revealing a revealing a shorter back as opposed to he slightly longer sides and top. "So cute," Abby said, reinforcing her previous statement.

"Very," Ziva agreed, and Jenny smiled, glad they shared her opinion.

"I like it too," she said, then laughed, imagining Gibbs reaction. She wasn't sure how he would like the cut, but she knew he would definitely like the color. "I wonder what Gibbs will say," she said, voicing her thoughts.

"He'll probably die from the shock," Ziva laughed.

They arrived at the concert fifteen minutes later, just as people were starting to fill in. They made it to their seats without much difficulty, and both Ziva and Jenny grinned, seeing Abby practically bouncing in her seat.

Once the concert was over, Jenny was sure her eardrums would never be the same, as was Ziva. Abby however, looked absolutely overjoyed. She was singing the last song they had played, 'Down With the Sickness.'

It was late, when they finally made it back to the hotel, nearly 2200. They had left the concert at four, then gone to get food, only to be stuck in traffic for two hours. Everyone was exhausted, and they still had to pack everything thy had bought, as well as what they had brought with them. They would easily be up for another hour.

A/n: Hope you liked it as much as the other one! :) Speaking of which, thanks so much for all of your reviews :)

Sorry I'm not as peppy(crazy) as usual in this note :/ I'm just super sleepy right now. But, like I said, hope you like! :D