So, I'm back! I've decided that I'm just going to go with the flow of the story right now rather then try to shape it. This chapter is just going to be fun with Abbey and Brittney in the lab. Hope you enjoy. I still don't own NCIS.

Chapter four: The Fun

Brittney sat in the lab with Abbey, waiting for the others to get back. Abbey had already given her the tour and told her how everything worked. Needless to say, Brittney was impressed that all these instruments made sense in a far off space-y kind of way to her. When Abbey tried to get her to work with one of them, she held up her hands and said, "Abbey, I'm a major klutz. I'll stick to writing my books." Abbey thought about it before nodding in agreement. Brittney was likely to mess something up without meaning to.

"Ok, but I'm bored so I want to play with the face creator. You don't have to work it yourself, I'll do that." Abbey stood at a computer and put in two peoples faces. When it was done a few minutes later, it showed a whole new person. "Oh wow, that's so cool Abbey. How does this program work?"

"Well it takes the structure of the first person and combines it with the structure of the second person to create what their child would look like."

Brittney smiled, "I could get into so much trouble with this."

Abbey smiled widely. "Okay, so let's put Ziva and Gibbs together." Brittney raised her eyebrow inquisitively. "I'm using them 'cause you already know what they look like." Brittney 'oh-ed' and watched the screen. When the result came, she nearly giggled herself off the seat. "Abbey, you are amazing. He kinda looks like a supermodel. He is definitely cute." Abbey grinned, "Yeah, he has a bit of the bad boy look to him. What with Ziva's hair and Gibb's facial structure, I just wonder what his personality would be like. And if he would have Gibb's track record when it came to his wives…"

"You saying I have a problem with my marriage life?"

The two girls in the lab jumped and looked behind them. Gibbs was in the room with them looking at the screen.

"Hey Gibbs, I was just showing Brit the face creator." Abbey smiled at him, hoping to keep him from going back to that question.

"I'm sure you were Abbs, but right now I need for you to analyze this sample for me. The others are coming up with the rest of the evidence, but I need this one analyzed now, before any of the others."

Abbey took a baggy from him and set it down in front of her. Brittney moved a bit away, so as to give her more room to work. Putting on the latex gloves, she opened the bag and pulled out the object. From there on, Brittney couldn't follow her with what she did. Mixing chemicals, viewing stuff, putting stuff into a machine to make it spin. The only way she could describe the things that happened afterwards, was that it was a scientist doing her thing. She was creating her own symphony with her machines. All Brittney and Gibbs could do was sit back and watch everything play out.

After a couple of minutes, she looked up and said, "Gibbs, you always make sure to get me puzzling stuff. Where was this guy found?"

"He was found in a local park; middle of a forest."

Abbey looked at Gibbs, "well then how would you explain where he got the embalming fluid shoved into him. 'Cause according to this, he was injected with the stuff while he was there. I'm finding trace evidence of plants and animals in the fluid itself, aswell as his blood."

Gibbs kissed her forehead, "Thanks Abbs." He started walking away as he called back, "And later you get to explain to me why you would think that any boy I had with Ziva would have my track record with women." He walked out the door.

Abbey turned to Brit. "He's good." Brit just laughed at her. She couldn't imagine having to do this kind of work day in and day out. She had always held great respect for people in these positions, but could never do this stuff herself. But she enjoyed the aspect of the coworkers creating such a deep friendship. Something of which she could only hope to achieve someday. In her line of work, it was more dog eat dog. Who could make money off of who, all political kiss ass. Very few of the people in her field believed in writing for fun.

Her musings were cut short when Ziva and Tony came in with bunch of boxes and placed them onto Abbey's table. "Here's all the goods Abbs," Tony said as he walked over to Brit. Kissing her on the cheek, he asked, "So what did our friendly little ghoulish scientist show you while we were out?" Brit laughed at him. "Oh we had some girl fun, talked about babies and such." She watched his face afterwards. He started smiling, then it seemed as though what was done finally caught up to him. "Wait, babies?" Brit and Abbey looked at each other and started giggling. Abbey waved Ziva over and whispered something into her ear. Ziva moved away, shocked. "Not possible."

Abbey brought up the recent piece she and Brit did to show her. Ziva looked at the picture with interest. "Wow, having a son with him. Very unorthodox, but I have to admit, the outcome looks very very nice. If such a man existed, I would probably have to date him."

Tony moved around Brittney, who was still giggling, to look at the screen. He kept looking between Ziva and the picture on the screen. "There's something about this picture that I'm not sure I'm seeing correctly."

Abbey looked at him, "Really, and that would be?"

"It looks like Ziva, but she doesn't have blue eyes. And he's also rather pale for her complexion."

Ziva smiled her all knowing smile, "Well then Tony, maybe you don't know me well enough." Brittney sat behind Tony, snickering silently. Ziva turned to her and asked, "Would you care for a ride home, I'm afraid we're going to be here all night long for this case. And Tony here," she said looking pointedly at him, "Has to go re-search the deceased's apartment. " Tony sneered at her and turned back to Brit. "Sorry it couldn't be better for you today hun."

Brittney stood and moved to him, "Don't worry about it. I finally got to see what you have always talked about in your emails. I'm thrilled about that. I'll see you tom or whenever we get a chance. I'll text you when I get home, just go catch this guy." She kissed him and walked away with Ziva. It was time she got home to take care of her own things.