Hey, readers! I'm back!
For all you impatient readers, no, we are not at the wedding yet, but we are getting closer. Just a few more chapters, so it shouldn't be long, barring homework and writer's block.
Anyways... enjoy the chapter!


Ziva's POV

It was about a week after the Bachelor and Bachelorette parties, and since Abby was planning the wedding with me and I had agreed to make her my Maid of Honor, I had to agree with most of what she said. Which included us having a Wedding Shower organized by her.

"Abby!" I groaned into the phone as I lay in bed. "You called me at five in the morning on a Saturday to tell me this?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry, Ziva, but the invites have already gone out. The whole of NCIS Washington and NCIS Los Angeles have got their invites," she explained. "Plus, Tony's asked me to invite some old mates from Baltimore, and some more college friends. I'm sorry, Ziva, but it's already set up."

I sighed. "Fine then, who is coming?"

"Like I said: The girlfriends and partners of Tony's college friends and Baltimore mates, as well as Kensi and Nell from LA and maybe Hetty – I'm not so sure about her. Still, there will be quite a few women there. Don't forget, there are also the women of NCIS Washington DC! And then the men'll be joining us too!"

I inwardly groaned at Abby's hyperactive-ness. "Fine. When is the party?"

This is where she paused. "In about seven hours…?"

I stared at the phone in shock before slamming it shut. Sometimes Abby could really get on my nerves.

Tony's POV

I groaned as Ziva literally turned me over in bed.

"Tony!" she whispered.

"What?" I groaned, still tired from my early morning wake-up.

"Can you go out and buy some Kosher for me?" she asked.

"You're asking me at six in the morning to go out and buy you some kosher meat?" I was annoyed. Why couldn't she ask me later?

"Yes."

That really ticked me off. "Why?" I asked, hoping it didn't come out as harsh as it sounded to me.

"I have guests coming later," she explained.

"Will the store even be open on a Saturday?" I asked.

"It might be," she suggested. "Please, Tony?"

"Fine," I mumbled as I got up. "Last time I ever buy Kosher for you…"

Ziva's POV

Three hours later (After Tony reluctantly bought the Kosher)

I quickly chopped the kosher lamb into edible pieces before spicing it and shoving it in the oven. As soon as I had done so, my doorbell rang. I quickly ran to open the door, forgetting about my appearance. It was just my luck that it was Abby standing at the front door.

"Ziva! You're not ready!" she squealed. I paused before running to check myself in the mirror.

My hair was in a messy bun, tied back from my face so that a few strands fell into my face. I was wearing an old t-shirt with a pair of jogging bottoms and a grey-blue apron on top. I looked like what I thought was a typical house wife. I walked out of the bathroom and back into the living room, where Abby was sitting on the sofa waiting for her.

"Abby, when will the guests be here?" I asked.

"In about an hour or so. I can't remember the time I put on the invitations," she replied.

"And what exactly will we be doing?"

"We'll have a snack, as I'm guessing that's what you were making, until all the guests get here. Wait, what are you making?"

"Lamb kebabs."

"Cool! Then we'll go bowling. After that, we'll eat out for lunch. And finally we'll come back here for the presents!"

I sighed. "You have my day all planned out, don't you?"

"Yup!"

I rolled my eyes at her and trudged (yes, trudged – I didn't exactly want to spend my Saturday with women I did not know) to my room to get ready. I put on a lavender short sleeved v-neck top with a purple cardigan and a pair of cargo pants. Abby was all against it.

"Ok, I like the top and cardigan, but the cargos are a definite no-no," she told me sternly. I had to go back and put on a pair of jeans before the first guest came. It was lucky that as soon as I finished putting my jeans on, the first guest arrived. I opened the door, and it was none other than our own team. Tony was standing at the front, smiling at me, whilst McGee and Palmer stood behind him.

"Hello," I greeted, hugging Tony before letting them all in.

After they came, the rest of the guests came in quick succession. The first guests were the groomsmen and bridesmaids, and they all came in casual outfits. I was starting to think that Abby had purposely written that on the invitations, regardless of whether I wanted it or not. Then Tony's college friends and Baltimore friends arrived. It was going very well, and everyone seemed to be enjoying the lamb whilst we waited for the last guests to arrive.

The final guests finally arrived at about midday. We were all sitting in the living room, some of us squeezing onto the sofa, the rest of us sensibly sitting on the floor where the space was available. I was sitting beside Andy, laughing at a random joke that Katie had just said when the doorbell rang. I stood up and went to open the door, and I smiled at the people who were there. There was a woman with dark hair standing with a man with blonde hair, a man with close-cropped brown hair, a black man and a short woman with shoulder-length black hair.

It was the LA team.


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