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Really thank you guys! 102 followers is amazing number! We're slowly getting to the hot stuff again (yay!) - but before that I think that Ziva needs her own insight to know what to do next... So here it is. Thanks all for reading, following, reviewing, favoriting and enjoying this story.
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Sleepover in the Hammock
Chapter 8 – Ziva needs to talk
Ziva took few deep breaths as she paced around the corridor which leads to Abby's lab. She needed to talk about what happened between her and Tony with someone and Abby was one of her best friends. But how she could start conversation like this? And how she was supposed to explain her behavior when Abby called her last night? Ziva bit her bottom lip in confusion. She wasn't one of the best when it came to the matters of the heart. Especially if it was about her heart.
Abby on the other hand stretched her ears because she heard that someone came down few minutes ago but didn't enter into her lab. She suspected it was Ziva because she didn't have any new break on the case so Gibbs or McGee were out of the question. She waited for another few minutes until she couldn't take it and stuck her head out on the corridor. She saw Ziva pacing and muttering to herself while chewing on her thumb.
"Ziva?" she called out on her softly. Ziva stopped in her tracks and gazed at Abby. "Um. Hi." She said shyly. Abby blinked – she really wasn't used to Ziva acting like this. "If you want something about the case then I have to disappoint you. My machines had been working for just few hours by now, so I don't have any results yet." Ziva shook her head vigorously. "That is not the reason why I came here." She told Abby and looked down on her shoes. Abby just nodded and extended her arm to her and when Ziva took it, she pulled her into the lab.
She positioned her in the center of the lab and waited for her to start speaking. However, Ziva was looking around herself, especially in the direction of the corridor like if she was afraid that someone could appear at any moment. Abby noticed her discomfort. "More privacy?" she asked her and Ziva nodded. Abby grabbed her hand again and shoved her further back into the lab where she seated her on the chair and gave her Bert, so she could feel safer and would be more open while holding the hippo in her hands.
Ziva smiled and clutched the hippo in her hands but not too tightly because she didn't want to hear the farting sounds right now. "Thanks, that's better." Abby nodded knowingly – she was used to that people came down here to talk about personal stuff from time to time and she already knew that they were more willing to talk if they had something comforting in their hands. Then she sat too and waited for Ziva to start. Ziva looked still a little bit absent-minded and didn't know where to start. So Abby took the initiative.
"So, I guess you are here because of what happened last night?" she asked carefully. Ziva nodded but still did say nothing. Abby sighed – Ziva was obviously blocked so she will have to force her to talk. "OK, if I'm getting it right – you spend the night with Tony in some house." Ziva nodded and finally spoke. "That is not the worst thing." Abby signalized to her with her hand to continue. Ziva looked at her hands and clutched Bert more tightly. "We were kind of half-naked." She muttered.
Abby smiled broadly. "Half-naked?" she asked her if she heard clearly. "Yes." Ziva replied. "My clothes were dirty – I fell into the mud. And he did not want to me feel uncomfortable because only my panties were OK. So he offered me his shirt but he also got undressed and was in his boxers." Abby's mouth fell wide open. "OK. And what happened next?" Ziva bent her head down. "We had a date. Sort of." She whispered. Abby nodded understandingly.
"Anything happened that you want to share?" she asked Ziva suggestively silently hoping that they were getting to the root of the trouble. Ziva finally found the courage to look at Abby. "We almost kissed." She said and blushed a little as she remembered the feel of Tony's fingertips on her lips. Abby squealed with excitement but suddenly stopped. "Wait. Almost?" What the hell was wrong with them? Why they couldn't understand that they are perfect for each other? Ziva nodded and explained. "McGee called and I backed away."
Abby frowned – that couldn't be all. She called her few hours after McGee called Tony and she was pretty sure that something happened after she ended the call with Ziva. Suddenly, she realized that there was one question she didn't ask yet and that could explain Ziva's giggles, moans and gasps during the call. "And what about sleeping arrangements?" she asked Ziva curiously. Did they sleep on the floor in embrace? Did they sleep on the couch? Did they sleep in the bed together? Did they sleep together at all?
Ziva's blush deepened even more as she tried to hide her smile. "We slept in the hammock." Abby opened her mouth again. In the hammock? "So..." Abby began slowly, "you were touching each other? Because hammocks have such shape." She waved her hand in the air. Ziva gulped and continued staring on the floor. "Yes." She replied, her voice above whisper. Abby clapped with her hands in joy. Now, they are getting somewhere!
"So, what exactly happened when I called you?" she urged Ziva so she could finally find out what exactly happened when she and Tony were lying in the hammock together. Ziva sighed. How I am supposed to explain this? So instead of talking she decided to show. She stood up and folded down the collar of her blouse. "This." she pointed with her finger to the hickey on her neck, "This happened." Abby traced her fingers across the hickey. "Wow, it's huge!" she exclaimed surprised. Ziva flopped down back on the chair.
"And after I ended the call?" Abby continued in her questioning. Ziva fidgeted on the chair and squeezed Bert for a few times. "We, um..." she began nervously and scratched the nape of her neck. "We slept together." She finally mumbled incoherently. Abby's eyes widened and her mouth opened agape. "You did WHAT?" Ziva's blush reddened even more if it was possible. "We had sex." She affirmed more firmly than before and immediately smiled because she wasn't able to fight it.
Abby squealed, jumped from her chair and clapped her hands. Then she hugged Ziva tightly. "God, I'm so happy for you guys!" When she didn't feel Ziva share her happiness, she pulled away and looked at her. "Well, if you think that what happened is a good thing." She told Ziva warily. Ziva put her head between her hands and whined. "I don't know, Abby. I do not know how I feel about it. I'm so confused. I do not know what to tell him." Abby nodded understandingly and sat down back into her chair.
"So you didn't talk about it." she stated and regarded Ziva intently. Ziva shook her head. "No. And now I do not know how..." she trailed off as her mind filled with memories on the last night and confusion spread all over her body. Abby noticed that despite her discomfiture, Ziva smiled. "And how did you feel... you know... after THAT?" she asked her eagerly. Ziva's smile widened naturally and she began curl her hair with her finger. "Um... happy, contended..." she began and tried to find the best words how she could describe what she was feeling back then. "Relaxed, unrestrained and wild. Infatuated and loved." She finished with dreamy look on her face.
"So, only positive feelings, I see. And judging by the smile on your face, you really liked it." Abby winked at her playfully. Ziva opened her mouth to say something but Abby cut her off. "I don't want to know the details. At least for now." She winked at her again. "But I think you should talk to him. If you don't know how you feel about it, it's better to tell him and ask him how he feels about it. And because I know Tony for a very long time, I'd guess that he's as confused as you." She reasoned.
Ziva looked at her curiously. "You think?" Abby huffed. "Of course! He really cares about you and your 'friendship'. I'm pretty sure that he has feelings for you for a long time but he's afraid of your rejection or screwing up your potential relationship and therefore – destroying your friendship. And don't give me this 'innocent look', Ziva, because the same goes for you!" Abby pointed a finger on her accusingly.
Ziva chewed on her thumb thoughtfully. "I know." She muttered guiltily. Abby nodded enthusiastically. "Fine. Now you have to arrange some meeting with Tony and you two have to talk about it. And don't allow your libido to overpower you, OK?" she told her still excited that these two finally gave into their mutual attraction. Ziva took a deep breath and put aside Bert. She opened her hands to accept Abby's hug. Abby welcomed her embrace and hugged her tightly.
"It'll be OK, Ziva. Just calm down." Ziva smiled. "I know Abby, thanks for listening me. It means a lot." They pulled away as Ziva's phone beeped. She lifted it up and read the message that was from one very special agent because of whom she had her mind preoccupied by memories on the last night. Her eyes widened when she began to read it. I have your panties and thx for wearing those jeans ;). She opened her mouth and smiled.
Abby watched her because she had pretty good idea who sent the message. Ziva was still looking at the message and decided to found Tony and make him to give her back her panties and during that invite him for a very important discussion about their future. "Thanks again, Abby. I have to go." She smiled at Abby who nodded understandingly. She then watched as Ziva went back to the corridor in the direction of the elevator and return back to her work.
The End of Chapter 8
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