Chapter Fourteen

"So what did you want to talk about?" She had asked him a few times already but somehow they had managed to visit an icecream parlor and she still hadn't managed to receive an answer.

"Us." Spencer spoke freely as they sat at a far off picnic table.

"What about us?" She had figured that much but wasn't too worried about it seeing as Spencer didn't seem to be, not judging by how content he seemed with his cone.

"We never see eachother Ziva."

"Yeah... and I talk to your answering machine more than I talk to you... but that's work." She shrugged as she pulled her spoon across a layer of caramel, she didn't like it but it could be worse.

"It shouldn't be that way." He wasn't about to accept that so easily.

"Well what do you want me to do about it?" Sure it would be nice for them to have more time together but they were adults with priorities and right now it just wasn't possible for them to be eachothers firsts.

"That's what I've been trying to figure out and I think Newington's the answer." Well it was for him, he just needed to know if she'd accept.

"I don't understand." She pushed the styrofoam bowl to the side as she tried to deciphere the meaning behind his words.

"There is exactly 37.4 miles between my place and yours-"

"That's why we barely see each other." They couldn't find the time for that hours drive. Neither of them had a simple work day and if they did make it home at a decent hour it wasn't going to be likely that the other would be able to pull off the same.

"...and that's what I want to change. I think we should split that distance." She had always been one to catch on quickly and now was no different.

"You want me to live with you?" It hadn't even crossed her mind as an option, it hadn't been one back in Israel.

"Depending on the neighborhood we'd be thinking of moving into your drive to the Navy Yard would be 17.2 to 17.8 miles which is roughly a little under a half hours trip depending on the traffic patterns." His hand gestures were just as quick as his words. " My morning would be just a little bit longer but that doe-"

"Spencer," She hadn't seen him this jittery since he asked her on that first date and she found it endearing. "Newington sounds fine to me."

"Really?" He sounded surprised even to himself. How he had gotten so lucky he'd never know but apparently they were going to get a place together.

"Of course," She nodded as she grabbed his hand and they stood to leave. "but when are we going to find the time to look for places... and then actually moving?"

"I've got the weekend off unless a case comes up." Spencer offered hopefully as they started down the street.

"We're on call but I've got the next free." She intertwined their fingers as they went. She doubted she'd be that lucky but wishful thinking never hurt.

"Gideon has a training service I'm accompanying him to. Well it's just about the same as a profiling conference but the point is we'll be in California." He sounded disappointed and she was left faintly wondering how many states he had already visited.

"How often do you think we'll actually see eachother even with moving in together?" The mental image of her coming in just as he was going out popped into her head along with the thought of leaving or waking to notes that said nothing more than, 'had to go'.

"I don't know but I do know that it'll be more than now which is a good thing. I know it won't be easy but..." With a deep sigh he wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer as he placed a kiss atop her head. "We'll figure it out somehow."

E/N: A little short but I didn't want to leave you waiting and it served its purpose. Thanks For Reading!