Ziva sat on the edge of an un-made bed, her suitcase opened in front of her. She looked to her left, a large oak dresser stood solid against the wall.

"You hungry?" Tony asked, walking into the room, "There's a great diner down the street, they have pancakes the size of hubcaps!"

"This is weird."

"What's weird?" Tony replied, "Giant pancakes? More like tasty!"

"No..."

Tony sat down next to her, "What's wrong?"

"I have never lived with a man, I...uh, really do not know..."

"Oh." Tony stood up, he moved to the dresser, he opened the top right dresser drawer, "This is your side, I already cleaned out my stuff, and..." He moved over to the closet, opening the doors, his clothes were all pushed to the far left, "You're on the right again and we'll have to buy some more hangers today and if that's not enough room, there's more in the closet by the front door." He returned to her side, "Basically, this is your home now, if you don't like something, change it. Simple as that." He smiled and leaned down, tilting his head to the side, giving her a kiss on the lips, "I'm gonna go take a shower."

Ziva smiled, "Is that an invitation?"

"It's whatever you want it to be." Tony replied, making his way to the bathroom, turning on the shower. He stepped in, turning away from the shower head, he pressed his forehead against the wall, letting the steamy hot water rain down his back. He groaned, winching in pain. He stood up straight as the shower door opened, Ziva wrapped her arms around his chest, holding him closely. He spun around, lifting his arms, running his fingers through her hair, "That was quick."

Ziva laughed.

"What?" Tony asked, looking into her eyes.

"Just remembering you and the shower at the beach house."

"Ah, I see, then you enjoy my pain, huh?" He slightly shook his head, letting out a small smile.

"I like it a little rough." Ziva grinned, "On occasion."

"Is this one of those occasions?"

"Kiss me and find out."

Tony lowered his head down, kissing her softly on the lips.

"Harder." Ziva breathed into his mouth.

"Hard or romantic?" Tony asked.

Ziva pulled his head down, kissing him passionately, he pulled back, his lower lip caught between her teeth, "Just shut up and fuck me." She answered, letting go of his lip, allowing it to snap back.

"Romantic it is." Tony smirked, arousing a chuckle from Ziva.

Abby stood next to McGee's desk, watching the elevator, "Twenty bucks, McGee."

"Are you going to pay this time?"

"I always repay my debts, Tim, always."

"Tickets to a rock show I don't want to go to is not repaying a debt, Abby."

"Why not? You could've sold them."

"The tickets were free, Abby."

"I didn't say it was going to be easy!" Abby laughed.

McGee shook his head, "Fine, twenty bucks."

Abby grinned, "I'm SO winning."

The elevator dinged, Abby grabbed McGee's arm hard, "Moment of truth!"

"Moment of truth for what?" Ziva asked, standing behind them.

Abby jumped, startled. An older man walked out of the elevator, "You scared the Caf-Pow out of me, Ziva!" Abby yelped, patting at her chest.

"What are you guys doing?"

"Waiting for you and Tony." McGee said, drawing a elbow from Abby, "Hey!"

Abby stepped towards Ziva, "How was the wedding? Did he like the dress? Anything happen? Anything naughty? Well?"

"Terrible." Ziva replied.

"You didn't wear the push-up bra did you?"

"Abby!" Ziva grunted in a loud whisper.

"What? It's just McGee."

Ziva rolled her eyes, she walked away towards the ladies restroom.

Abby turned to a grinning McGee, he was holding out his hand.

"This is not over, McGee!" Abby pointed hard at Tim and walked off towards the elevator.

"Come on, Abby, she said it was terrible, what more proof do you need? Give it up."

"Never, McGee, N-E-V-E-R, quoth the Abby, nevermore!"

The elevator doors opened, Abby took a step, but Ducky grabbed her upper arms halting her progress, "There you are, my dear."

Abby looked at Ducky, Palmer was standing next to him, "Don't tell me the morgues on fire again."

"Again?" Ducky uttered in shock.

"Nevermind." Abby quickly replied, "I'll be in my lab."

"Not so fast, Abby." Palmer said, he and Ducky guide Abby back into the bullpen area, "The entire team was called up to the squad room."

"We were? For what? Is this about Gibbs? He's not fired is he? I thought he was just suspended? Or are we getting fired? No, that can't be, I still owe money to the voodoo witch doctor for the failed attempt at winning the county bowling championship, stupid cheese guy getting a turkey in the tenth!"

"Turkey?" Ducky looked confused.

"Three strikes in a roll, Ducky." Tony called out, swiftly moving down the stairs, "Where's Ziva?" He asked, surveying the bullpen area not seeing her.

"I am here." Ziva called out, coming through a doorway.

"Can I say it, can I say it?" Abby excitedly asked.

"Say what?" Palmer looked on, confused.

"Go ahead, Abs." Tony smiled.

"CAMPFIRE!" Abby yelled.

Ziva, McGee grabbed their chairs and moved them to the middle of the bullpen. "You, too, Abby, Ducky, Jimmy."

They all looked at one another, Abby shrugged her shoulders grabbing Gibbs' chair, pulling herself into the campfire next to McGee, "Anyone have marshmellows?" She grinned.

Ducky and Jimmy pulled up their chairs as Tony leaned against the front of Gibbs' desk, "As we all know, Gibbs is gone for a month and I've been given specific orders to..."

"He's not coming back, is he?" Abby cried out.

"Abby, how many Caf-Pow have you had today?"

"5-6, maybe 7, why?"

"You're cut off."

"What?"

Tony glared at Abby.

"Oooh, you're getting much better at that Tony, almost Gibbs quality."

"Can I move on?"

Abby moved her hand across her mouth, zipping up her mouth and locking it and placing the imaging key in her pocket.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome." Abby smiled.

"Heh." Tony shook his head, smiling, "Anyway, I'm not Gibbs and I don't want to be. We're going to work as a team, no running off, including me. McGee! You're my senior field agent. You're it, until you're dead or I find someone better, do you get me?"

McGee chuckled, "I've seen that movie, T...Boss?"

"Abby!"

Abby stood up, saluting.

"I need you to be...well, Abby."

"Done!" Abby smiled. She remained standing, still saluting.

Tony quickly saluted her and she lowered her hand, sitting down.

"Ducky and Jimmy, I'm gonna be down there a lot with you guys."

"We'll be ready, Anthony." Ducky said with confidence, patting Jimmy on the back.

"I'm gonna need you to be more patient with me, Ducky."

"Whatever you need." Ducky smiled, "I'm here to assist you."

"What is my job, Tony?" Ziva asked.

"Kicking ass."

Ziva smiled, "I can do that."

Abby raised her hand, waving it frantically, "What is it Abby?"

"How was the wedding?"

"Awful. Any other questions?"

"Damn." Abby's hand rocketed back up.

"Something else, Abs?"

"Can I borrow twenty bucks?"