A/N: I'm back! Again! So, I'm going to work only on this story to finish it.
A/N2: This is super cracky, so you've been warned.
Thanks to startrekgirl.m for editing this! Read her stuff if you like Star Trek and scary angst stuff! She had to put up with my horrible grammar and spelling! So Thanks!
Chapter 8: Playing Poker, PSYCH!
The NCIS team followed McGee and Abby back into the dorm.
Once in the dorm, Gibbs mumbled something about changing out of his now sopping wet clothes, Tony muttered something and McGee merely followed the two.
"Sooo… what should we do?" Abby exclaimed. "Hmm, we could paint each other's nails, do our hair…" Ziva's eyes were widening.
"Abby, how bout we just play a card game?" Jenny pointed out.
"Sounds fun!" Abby squealed. "Where should we play?"
"Right here is fine, yes?" Ziva asked.
"It's just fine, Ziva. Why don't we all go back to our rooms and change, and then come back here?" The two younger women nodded. They all walked to the girl side of the dorm. Ziva and Abby to their room and Jenny to hers.
"Wasn't that fun?" Abby squealed as she pulled out a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. "That was amazing!" Then her shirt muffled her voice. "Timmy's a hero."
"Yeah, it was very brave of him. Are you ready?" Ziva asked.
"Yep!" Abby grinned. They walked out into the hall and found Jenny waiting for them. She was holding a box. "Whasat?"
"I decided make it more interesting." Jenny smirked. Abby's grin widened, but Ziva just looked confused. "Poker, Ziva. Poker."
"Oh." They ambled back to the common room.
The three women settled down in front of the empty fireplace. Jenny opened the box.
"Wow. That's an awesome set." Abby stared in awe at the beautiful box.
"Thank you, it was my dad's." Jenny looked down, not meeting anybody's eyes. Guilt washed over Abby.
"Sorry."
"It's fine." Jenny began to shuffle the dusty cards. She dealt until a pair of two cards lay in front of each person.
"What are you guys doing?" Tony had crept up behind them.
"Playing poker." Abby smiled.
"Deal me in!" He plopped down next to Ziva and 'accidently' smacked into her.
"Tony!" Ziva growled.
"What? It was an accident!"
"No it was not."
"Yeah it was."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"No."
"Yes."
"HA! You agreed with me! Ha!" Tony squealed in excitement.
"I did not."
"Oh yes you did."
"No I did-" But she was cut off by Jenny.
"If you two do that again, I will tell them you need partner's therapy…" Both fell silent and nodded solemnly.
"Why do DiNozzo and David need to go to therapy?" Gibbs asked groggily.
"So many reasons." McGee muttered behind him.
"What was that, McMumble?" Tony piped up from the ground.
"Nothing."
Jenny just pointed at Tony as if that was explanation enough. But for Abby is wasn't. "Basically, Tony said yes, than Ziva said no, yes, no, yes, no, yes, no, yes, no, yes, no…"
"ABS!" Gibbs thundered.
"What on earth is going here? A certain gentleman, well maybe not gentleman, possibly sir, no…." Ducky rambled.
Gibbs sat down next to Jenny and let his head fall into his chest. "How's ME? Or man?"
Ziva and Tony were arguing again. Abby had started up again, and McGee had fled.
Jenny and Gibbs simultaneously face-palmed.
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