A/N: Um...yeah, hi everyone J This is the girl who hasn't updated for over a month...remember me?!

I am SO SORRY about the wait, and I know this chapter isn't very good, but reviews are appreciated!

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-Livy xoxo

Gibbs re-entered the squad room to find Abby relaxing at his desk. He smiled slightly and stared at her pointedly. She grinned at him.

"Hey Gibbs!" she said, as if she sat at his desk every day. Maybe she did.

"Hey Abs, you got something for me?" Gibbs asked.

Abby's grin widened. "Nope! All done! Just waiting for Ducky!" Gibbs chuckled quietly. He handed Abby her Caf-Pow! and made his way to the elevator.

"Where you headed, Boss?" Tony asked.

"To autopsy!" Gibbs yelled over his shoulder. He smiled as the elevator doors shut.

Ziva grinned across at Abby. "He would let you get away with anything, am I right?" she smiled, putting a file away. Abby nodded slowly. "And that, my friends, is the power of Abby!" she smiled, leaning back and closing her eyes. As the team worked she sipped her Caf-Pow! noisily, so the team looked up at her pointedly when it annoyed them. Gibbs returned from autopsy and smiled when he saw Abby, totally chilled at his desk. He threw something at McGee, who expertly caught it in his left hand.

"Get the photos off of that doo-whacky!" Gibbs ordered, throwing an evidence jar at Abby. McGee stood and inserted it into his computer.

"Actually, Boss, it's called a pen-drive..." he stopped talking at a look from Gibbs. Pictures of the crime-scene appeared on the plasma. Abby walked over to perch on McGee's desk again. Gibbs rambled on about how Ducky found two extra bullets in the victim's back. He barked orders to find the gun they came from and marched back up the stairs, bumping into Director Jenny Shepard. They stopped to talk, and DiNozzo listened in carefully.

Ziva threw her pen at him again. "Stop eavesdropping!" she hissed. DiNozzo grinned cheekily.

"What do you reckon happened in Paris?" he asked. McGee rolled his eyes.

"Tony, we've been over this; there is nothing going on between Director Shepard and Gibbs!"

Tony laughed. "That's what they want you to think, Tim!" McGee rolled his eyes and made a few case-related phone calls. Abby ran off to her lab with the evidence jar whilst Ziva sauntered up to Tony mischievously.

"What's on your mind, Zee-vah?" Tony asked. Ziva leant casually against the filing cabinet next to Tony's desk and snatched an apple from his grasp. "If we are Tiva, and they are McAbby, then what is everyone else? Palmer? Ducky? Jenny? Gibbs?"

Tony thought for a moment. "Palmer and Ducky...Pucky. Jenny and Gibbs...Jibbs!" Ziva and McGee laughed at his ridiculous nicknames.

"Wait til Gibbs finds out!" McGee chortled. "Finds out what, McGee?" Gibbs asked as he sailed into the squad room and up to McGee's desk.

McGee stuttered aimlessly for a bit until Ziva helped him out. "Tony has nicknamed McGee and Abby so McGee and Abby nicknamed Tony and I." Gibbs stared pointedly at Tony.

"Well, Boss, you may now call us by the names McAbby and Tiva!" Gibbs smiled very slightly.

"So this is what you do in my time? Mess around? In case you haven't noticed, you have a killer to find!" he yelled at them. They all muttered "Sorry Boss."

A/N: I hate this chapter. Hate it with a passion! I think it's terrible, but the guilt of not updating for over a month forced this out of me . very sorry for the bad quality, please review anyway?
-Livy xoxo