A/N: Sorry it took me longer than usual to update. I was hit with a lot of homework and then I was just really tired so I spent my spare time sleeping or watching NCIS on DVD (finally up to season 3 *squeal* the Kill Ari's are so good! I loved Tony picturing Kate as a school girl. That was really funny. And of course, as always, Ziva has good timing and a sure-fire way to freak Tony out.) One note: I know Ziva said she would "rather die than take [her gold Star of David] necklace off," but for the purpose of the story, blah, blah, blah, it's called 'fiction' for a reason, you know the drill! Anyway, I'm giving you my next chapter, and the theme is...girl's night out! I wandered away from the theme a little, and it's sort of centred around the whole team except Gibbs, though. Wow, that was a LONG A/N. I'm gonna shut up now. Oh, but one more thing: review...please?

Abby loved when she and Ziva spent time together on the weekends. It didn't happen a lot, and all too often one or both of them were busy, but not today. This weekend, the two friends were going shopping on Saturday afternoon and later that night were going out for dinner at a bar.

Ziva didn't seem like the shopping type, but she was. She loved going into all the different stores and looking at things, but rarely did she buy anything. Today, Abby would make sure she did.

Store after store, they browsed around for hours, walking aimlessly through the bustling mall, people on cell phones and teenagers and mothers with screaming children passing by.

"OK, Ziva, we really need to get a move on," Abby said as Ziva examined a hand-painted china teapot.

"Hm? Oh, Abby, you know I'm not really going to buy anything," she replied.

"You are today. Come on, let's go!" She grabbed her friends' arm and pulled her into the store next-door. She grabbed things off the racks and shelves quicker than Ziva could even examine them. Then she shoved them into Ziva's arms and pointed to the dressing room. "Go. They're all your size."

Reluctantly, Ziva shut herself in the tiny space and put on the outfit Abby had given her, wondering how she had picked everything up so quickly. It was a plain but lovely black dress that came down to just below her knees with inch-thick shoulder straps that crossed over at the back, a black half-sleeved cardigan to match, a thick black belt and black ballet flats.

She exited and walked out to show Abby, who practically jumped up and down for joy.

"Ziva, you look so pretty!" she squealed, clapping her hands together like a four-year-old.

"You think so?" Ziva asked, looking down at herself. "I think it's too...young for me."

"Don't be ridiculous. You have the body for it, flaunt it babe."

Ziva couldn't help but laugh. "You really are too much, Abby," she said, looking at herself in the store's mirror. "Why are you so intent upon buying me a new outfit? Is it something to do with tonight?"

"Can't a girl dress up for once?"

"What do you mean 'for once'?" Ziva raised an eyebrow but smiled.

"Look, just buy the outfit, OK?"

"Are you trying to set me up with someone?" Ziva's suspicion was growing.

"What kinda question is that?" Abby pulled Ziva's hair out of its ponytail and let it free. "Straighten it," she commanded. "And wear it tonight." She grabbed a necklace off a rack. "This too."

"Abby, I already have a necklace," Ziva said.

"Come on, Ziva, you wear that gold necklace all the time."

Ziva clutched her beloved charm, which had been given back to her from the jeweller a few days ago. She gulped. "No, I will wear a different one." She took every opportunity she could to wear her beautiful silver necklace given to her by Tony. She simply adored it.

Abby insisted on paying for the outfit, as she knew that Ziva still wasn't sure if she wanted to buy it or not, but after looking at herself in the mirror for a few minutes, she didn't seem so reluctant. The Israeli farewelled her friend once she was given the shopping bag and arranged to meet her at the bar at six for dinner.

Of course, Ziva's suspicions had been correct, in the sense that Abby was up to something. She had a plan. It was small, and it might not lead to anything, but she had a plan and it would all play out that night.

Ziva stopped in at a cafe on her way home and bought herself a coffee and a muffin. She then sat alone at one of the tables, munching and sipping as she contemplated what Abby might be plotting. What could it be that she was keeping from her? She could only hope, what with Abby's crazy, scheming and sometimes unrealistic brain, this evening would not end in disaster. After that, she just stopped thinking about it completely, as she knew all too well she would have to wait until later to find out, and drove herself home to take a nap. Shopping often tired her out, and if she was going out later, she wanted to be full of energy.

Ziva's sleep, however, was not what one would call 'peaceful'. For several hours, she was trapped in some strange dream where she was at work, but then she was suddenly in different places all over the world, doing the craziest things. First she was skiing with McGee in Switzerland and he ran into a tree, then she and Abby were in a Broadway play in New York City, and then she and Gibbs were on a boat on the Loch Ness searching for the monster, and Abby had bought Gibbs a little plush Loch Ness Monster with a hat on and it made the same noise as her Bert the Hippo. Next she was in Hawaii with Tony, wearing a coconut bikini, hula skirt and flowers in her hair. That was when she woke up, and she had to admit, she had been a little startled by that last one. It sounded like one of Tony's dreams, not hers. Regardless, she got out of bed when she realised it was almost five and she had to get ready.

Ziva was ready quickly, after dressing herself and straightening her hair, letting it hang loosely around her, but pushed off her face with a black headband. As she gazed at her reflection, her confidence in this outfit faded. She still thought it was something far too young for her. Besides, it would be far too easy to see her tattoo in this dress. She decided to change it around a little, putting on a black top with the cardigan rather than the dress, and boots and jeans. She put her things into a small black handbag and examined herself once more. Now she looked acceptable. She hoped Abby would not mind.

Finally, Ziva added the finishing touch: her beautiful silver necklace. She wore it whenever she had an excuse. She just adored it so. She smiled as her mind was filled with the image of a smiling Tony as she fastened the chain.

Upon her arrival at the bar/restaurant, Abby greeted her warmly with a hug when Ziva reached the table she was sitting at. Abby had ordered them some drinks. Ziva noticed there were not two chairs at the table; there were four.

"Abby, who else is coming tonight?" Ziva asked.

Abby mentally slapped herself for not thinking this through. She attempted to improvise, knowing her chances of getting away with it were low.

"No one apart from us. I don't know why they've given us extra chairs," she replied. "Hey, you're wearing a different outfit!" She knew changing a subject would be a good distraction.

"I just...decided on something else. It has nothing to do with you, and I'm sure I will wear everything at one point or another; it just probably won't be all at once. Sorry."

"Oh, it's cool," Abby replied distractedly. She was looking at something behind Ziva. Before she could turn around to look, Abby yelled out, "McGee!" Ziva had certainly not been expecting McGee to come.

"Did you plan this?" Ziva whispered.

"No, I swear," Abby said.

"Hey, guys, what's up?" McGee asked casually. He was dressed in jeans and a colourful shirt and tan jacket.

"Where's Tony?" Abby asked. "I thought you said you two were going out tonight?"

"Oh, he's in the bathroom..." everyone's heads turned towards the door and Tony emerged through it, spotting his co-workers and practically sprinting over.

"Take a seat," Abby said.

"We'll have to order more drinks," Ziva sighed. Then, a waiter approached them with four drinks on a tray. Ziva laughed and gave Abby a look, but she wasn't mad. She was having fun already.

That was just the beginning. They had a few more drinks each, played a few games of pool, and eventually headed back to Tony's for a movie (which had obviously been his idea). They cooked popcorn and watched a horror film like a bunch of teenagers. Abby devoured the popcorn while watching wide-eyed, while McGee came very close, several times, to screaming like a girl. As a zombie appeared on the screen, with half eaten, decaying flesh falling off its face, Tony grinned as he watched Ziva gag, but not come close to being scared. That was one of the many things he loved about her.

One film turned into two, which became three, and before they knew it, it was three in the morning. They were all exhausted and Tony was kind enough to invite everyone to stay.

"Say, why don't the girls take my room and McGee and I will take the couches? Sound good?"

"Tony, that really is too kind of you," Ziva told him. He just shrugged.

Tony was up for another half hour organising everyone and by then, McGee and Ziva and Abby had all fallen asleep. Unfortunately, Abby and McGee had been talking and the couches were now occupied. Tony walked into his bedroom, which was still lit dimly.

"Ziva," he whispered. "Ziva, are you asleep?"

She turned over and the sheets rustled. "What's wrong, Tony?" she asked kindly.

"Abby's kind of crashed on the couch and I'm exhausted...do you mind if I...?"

She smiled. "I can go home if you like."

"No, you couldn't. You're way too tired and you're probably above the legal blood-alcohol limit anyway."

"Not by very much."

"Maybe not, but just to be safe, you should stay."

Tony slid under the covers and fell asleep within minutes, as did Ziva. As well as being extremely tired, there was a sense of comfort between them. Whether it helped them sleep or not, no one knows. What we do know is that Abby and McGee's snickering did not wake them up at six the next morning as they prepared themselves for the biggest prank ever.

A/N: Curious, aren't you? Hehe, I am evil! Anyhow, I am busy this weekend but I may be able to write something Sunday or Monday night, but I'm not promising anything. I'm majorly busy. First week of holidays I am away, and unaware of the available Internet connections, as well as the fact that I'm spending time with a few friends who I don't see very often and there is catching up to be done. So basically, I may be a bit scarce for a while. I will, however, give you something to keep you going: the next chapter will be a continuation of this chapter in the sense that you will find out McGee and Abby's prank and there will be a birthday involved. Not saying whose it is! Anyway, please review and maybe I'll tell you some more!