"YOU GOT MARRIED?!" Abby asked in a high pitch voice as she grabbed Ziva's hand and looked at the ring on her finger. "He was drunk when he picked this?"

Ziva looked down at the gold ring on her finger, with the little square diamond in the middle. "Yes, to both."

Abby let go of her hand and her excited face quickly disappeared. "I can't believe you didn't invite me to your wedding!"

Ziva sighed. She knew it was coming, but she was hoping it wouldn't come this soon. "Yes, well, it is not as though we planned it…"

Abby shook her head and took and angry gulp of Caf-Pow. "Not the point, Ziva. I didn't even get to wear a dress, or catch a bouquet!"

Ziva rolled her eyes. "There was no bridal party, Abby. We were both very drunk, and very stupid."

Abby sighed, crossing her arms and standing with her back facing Ziva.

'Here we go…'

But to Ziva's surprise, Abby turned around, jumping up and down, and making a sound that sounding like 'eep'. Ziva gave a small smile at Abby's behavior.

"Oh, it doesn't matter. So what's it like? To be married, I mean? And how was the honeymoon? And what was the hotel room like? And was there good food? And were you in a chapel or was it like a drive thru? Was the hotel room nice? Who married you two? Where'd you get married? What hotel were you at? Was Vegas nice? How was it? And how-" Abby was quickly cut off as Tony entered the lab, smiling and clutching a new Caf-Pow for Abby.

"Sheesh, Abby. Let her breathe." Tony said, setting the Caf-Pow down on the desk and putting his hand on the small of Ziva's back.

"I just want to know, Tony." Abby said, smiling and picking up the new Caf-Pow. Ziva relaxed with the presence of Tony next to her.

"I should get back to work." Ziva said, looking towards the door with a strong longing. Abby noticed it, and returned to her work.

"Stop by later!" Abby called after them as they left the lab.

Ziva and Tony stepped into the elevator. Tony smiled and looked down at Ziva's ring.

"So…?" Tony asked, looking towards the lab as he elevator doors closed.

Ziva looked up at Tony. "So, what?"



"So, how did Abby take it?" Tony asked, holding up her left hand to look at the ring.

"Oh, good." Ziva said, looking down at the floor. "She asked a lot of… questions."

Tony smiled. "What type of questions?"

Ziva continued to stare down at the floor of the elevator. "Questions about the wedding."

Tony sighed and mumbled something that sounded like 'oh' but Ziva couldn't be sure. Tony looked like he was thinking something over, and she was confused as to what.

"What?" She asked, watching him as he looked down at the ring on her finger.

"Well, it wasn't the best wedding…" Tony said, still staring at the ring on her finger. Ziva nodded, but didn't reply. "Do you wish it had been more, wedding-ish?"

Ziva couldn't help but let out a small laugh. "Wedding-ish? I do not know English very well, but I am sure that is not a word."

Tony let out a small laugh as well. "You know what I mean."

"Yes. I do wish it had been a little more…" She paused. "Wedding-ish she added in a laugh.

"Well, should we?" Tony asked, turning towards Ziva. Ziva lifted an eyebrow and looked at him curiously.

"Should we, what?" She asked looking at him as if he had just suggested they join the Ghostbusters team.

"Should we get married?" Tony said, before quickly adding, "Again."

Ziva nodded in understanding. "Why would we get married again? Just being with you is enough."

Tony smiled and grabbed her hand in his. "Your right."

She smiled.

"And I couldn't imagine you in a wedding dress." Tony added, as the elevator doors opened. Ziva playfully swatted his arm, as they both walked into the bullpen.

A/N: Alrighty. I know, that wasn't a very long chapter.

I just started school, and it's been crazy

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