Title: Once Upon a Summertime
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters on NCIS, I'm just borrowing them for the story.
A/N: I wanted to say thank you so much to all of you who has taken the time to reviewe. I really appreciate it and your thoughts.
Sorry this is such a short chapter, but I kind of wanted it that way. The next one is longer.
CHAPTER 9
AT THE DINNER TABLE
Tim's POV:
I reached for my glass of milk. The pizza was great. I hadn't eaten since before I got on the bus to Washington. I was careful to chew my food with my mouth closed and not talk with my mouth full. Everything my parents had told me to do while staying with strangers. Or actually, they had told me to always make sure I did that.
Gibbs sure had ordered the best pizzas ever. One for each of us but we all took a slice here and there from each others' boxes to taste the different kinds there were. Tony wasn't fond of sharing the pizza that had ended up in front of him, even though I'm sure he knew it wasn't meant for just him, he seemed to feel he had some kind of tabs on it. He even managed to argue his case to the point that we almost believed him…that made both Gibbs and Jenny laugh. But then they took it away from him anyway, and that made him pout a little.
I glanced at Abby, wondering how old she was. I could tell she wasn't as big as me, that was easy enough. But I still wanted to know her exact age.
Ziva's POV:
I nibbled on an olive while I listened to Jenny patiently answering Tony's questions about her and Gibbs' jobs as Federal Agents. Apparently they solved all sorts of crimes working for NCIS. Murder, espionage, assault and lots of other things. I could tell there was more, but Jenny probably did not want to tell him everything they investigated. Tony seemed ecstatic. He also did not seem to be able to stop talking. He had been going on and on for the past twenty minutes now. I had clocked him.
I was getting more and more desperate for some time by myself. With exception to my ten minutes alone in our room earlier, I pretty much had not been left alone since the flight. That had to be some sort of record for me.
Abby's POV:
I bit my bottom lip. I was seated between Gibbs and Jenny at the round table in the kitchen. Tony was sitting on Jenny's other side, so he was too far away for me to ask. I wanted to ask but I wasn't sure if I dared to in front of everyone. But the more I thought about it the more I realized that I really needed to go real bad. I couldn't sit any longer and wait for Jenny to stop talking to Tony so I could ask her either. Finally I tugged on Gibbs shirt underneath the table. He looked at me with a gentle expression. I was afraid he would ask me out loud what it was I wanted, so that everyone would hear. But he didn't. Instead he leaned a little to the side so I could whisper in his ear. I craned my neck a little and whispered.
"Gibbs…I need to go to the bathroom…now."
He nodded quietly that that was okay. He didn't seem to understand. So I pulled at his shoulder to get him down to my level again. "I don't know…where it is."
His mouth formed a quiet o and he smiled at me. That made me feel good. At first I had thought to ask him to tell Jenny to go with me, but now I guessed I would be okay with him too.
He reached for my hand and excused himself and me, telling everyone we had some secret business to attend to, with a wink at me, and that we would be right back. I liked his nice smile.
Tony's POV:
Gibbs and Jenny sure had a cool job. Through aaaall the years I had lived I had thought about what I wanted to do when I grew up. I had gone from taxi driver to real-estate agent to spy and so on. But I had not been able to make up my mind for some reason. Maybe it was a cop I was destined to become…that was probably it, yes. But right now I needed to focus on the giant slice of pizza with pepperoni and cheese in my hand, because the cheese was dripping on the floor from my holding it for so long. I shrugged, oh well, and took a big bite, noticing Ziva's expression of disgust in the process.
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