Jaws0178: You're getting on the right track there. Can't decide between twins or triplets. But I have plans for both.
Come on, readers...not a single suggestion with Tony and Ziva? Fine. Be difficult. I can't read minds, you know.
Disclaimer: I think you get the point by now.
"Look, I'm sorry," Adien said once Jewel had calmed down. Daniela still hadn't arrived for whatever reason, but at the moment it wasn't too much of a concern. His wife was having a breakdown, something not often seen in her because she always seemed invincible to the world around her.
"Look, when I was little my mother tried for another kid. She got pregnant, and we were all so happy. I wanted so badly to have a little sister. And then it all came crashing down when she got into an accident. She lost the baby." Jewel was quiet for some time.
"That's awful," she said. "You shouldn't have had to go through something like that at...how old were you?"
"Seven."
IS THE DAY FREAKIN' OVER YET? Says the linebreak that won't shut up.
"What now?" Vance sighed.
"We've...got a problem," Fornell said. "Hades made another attack." Vance cursed.
"Get another team on this...this is getting out of control." Fornell nodded. "And about earlier, I am not changing my mind even for a second."
"Understood, Director."
Running out of linebreak ideas...so I'm just going to find some donuts. BRB.
"Marry you?" Ziva made a strange choking sound in her throat. "What?"
"Did I stutter?" Tony quipped. "I'm serious about this. I've even got a ring with me."
"Are you sure it is a good idea? With everything going on, there is now way we will find the time to plan a wedding."
"It doesn't have to be anything huge. Just whatever we can throw together in a couple weeks. It can just be the team, Jewel, Adien, and Daniela. Maybe Fornell. You think CIRay would be up to coming?" Ziva sighed.
"I do not know. I need some time to think."
"Okay. I understand. I shouldn't have just thrown it out there like that. I'll give you some time alone." I am being such a hypocrite, Ziva thought once Tony was gone. But she couldn't just decide on things right away. She wanted everything to be perfect, not haphazardly put together and rushed through just to get it done. Contrary to what Tony thought, she actually wanted a nice, formal wedding. Unfortunately, the timing was not good. With Hades on a psycho rampage, killing all over the place, anyone could be the next victim. There was a chance he could come back for Abby again, or even claim someone new from NCIS. Ziva cursed, feeling ready to hit something, and hard, too.
"Why?" she growled in the first language that popped in her head.
"Nobody knows why," a voice behind her said. She turned to see...Gibbs.
"Gibbs." Somehow, seeing his face was a relief to her.
"Something wrong?"
"Tony wants to marry me."
"But...?"
"I do not think now is a good time."
"So, tell him. Don't make it harder than it has to be." That was all it took for Ziva to go off searching for Tony.
Swearing isn't that bad of a thing. Not sure if I'm trying to convince someone else or myself...wait why am i even discussing this?
Revenge, a meal best served cold and unexpectedly. Now to fix whatever was wrong in his head and get on with his life. That was when the game changed.
There's nothing wrong with you. It's all lies.
He had no idea where the thought came from, but it sounded intriguing, so he decided to listen in for now.
Listen only to yourself and what matters. The rest is only lies, distraction, illusions.
I'm blue I'm in need of a pie...I've been listening to this song on a 10 hour loop for over 2 hours and I haven't lost my mind. A miracle.
"Abs, do you want to go back?"
"I want to stay," Abby said sullenly, laying back in her coffin and closing her eyes. "Please, just go. I'll be fine on my own for an hour or two. If you feel that bad about it, call in Ziva or something." Tim sighed, but he knew there was no arguing with Abby when she was not feeling well and in a bad mood on top of that. He got into his car, prepared to face whatever punishment awaited him at NCIS. Instead, when he walked in, things started to look pretty crazy.
Line break. Found some donuts.
"I'd rather not get into the business of Miss Sciuto right now!" Gibbs growled into the reciever. Meanwhile, Tony and Ziva were having an argument over some date or something. In a corner, Daniela sat quietly reading, ignoring everyone. All of this was a sideline compared to what McGee was looking at. There was Adien and Jewel, staring at the MCRT screen.
"So, that's him?" Adien asked. Jewel nodded, not taking her eyes off the screen.
"Finally got a move on him, I see," Fornell said, entering the squad room. "McGee, where's Abby?"
"Oh, right!" He had completely forgotten about her. "Ziva, could you-" She shook her head and gave him a warning glare. "Tony?" Same response. "Jewel..." He was beginning to get desperate. He couldn't have SecNav put his head on a silver platter over such a trival matter.
"I'll go," Jewel said. "It's the least I can do after everything that's happened." She slid into the elevator, her husband right behind her. Daniela kept reading her book.
"Ducky will probably want an update on what's going on," Tim said. "What have you got on Hades's last movements?"
"Forensics is still going through evidence, but there I have a feeling this murder was more motivated than the last one."
"Go on." Tony and Ziva's argument was starting to distract him.
"For one thing, the victim was his father."
"Revenge, perhaps?"
"I want the wedding to be after we had our children, and that is final," Ziva said loudly. Tony sighed, clearly not happy with the decision.
"Wait a second, wedding? What did I miss while I was away?"
"None of your business right now, McNosy," Tony replied.
"I agree with you on that," Fornell said, ignoring them. "But that still doesn't answer the ultimate question behind all this...why now? Why go crazy now, when he had all those weeks to lose it?"
"I think it was building tension," McGee said. "Something just snapped."
"You've got a good point there," Fornell agreed.
"I'm going down to see Ducky," the agent called on his way out. "Don't wait up."
Yes, there is such thing as a chocolate talking unicorn filled with marshmallow.
"How is it going between you and Michelle?" Ducky inquired politely as he finished up yet another crossword puzzle in record timing. "I trust you called her, am I correct?" Jimmy nodded, giving up on his sodoku game for the moment.
"She and I had a little talk. Michelle said some things are pretty hard on her right now...the wedding is coming up, and what with the miscarriage last week, plus having to deal with her parents, life is really taking a toll on her."
"I imagine that must be difficult to deal with. Is she willing to forgive you now?"
"She said I can come back this week, anytime actually. I just need to speak with my roommate about the situation and then everything should be fine." At that moment, McGee entered the room.
"Hello, Timothy," Ducky said, switching tracks instantly. "How is Abigail doing?"
"Doctor's appointment was fine. She's resting up at home. I just came by to tell you that things are getting pretty crazy with Hades."
"Care to tell me why?" the ME asked.
"There are more bodies than Fornell can deal with at the moment, and we can't even pinpoint the reason behind them."
"I certainly hope this has nothing to do with-"
"It has everything to do with it," McGee interrupted, rubbing his eyes tiredly. "Abby could be in very serious danger right now. But as long as we've got this camera feed on Hades, we'll at least be one step ahead in the game."
"This is no game," Jimmy spoke up. "This is a nightmare." Tim nodded in agreement.
FOUR HOURS of I'm Blue by Eiffel 65. Who thinks I can do six more?
"You did not need to get so out of hand like that," Ziva said later that morning. Tony rolled his eyes and started massaging her shoulders.
"What do you expect?" he scoffed. "Some things will never change." Ziva smiled at this, remembering threats with a paperclip and movie references galore.
"I shall never forget how we met."
"And I shall never give up trying to forget," Tony muttered. For a second he thought that he could see Kate standing there, telling him it was okay to move on. But instead he saw Daniela watching him curiously.
"Was there something you wanted?" Tony asked, taking his hands off Ziva's shoulders momentarily.
"How do you two...fight all the time and still get along?"
"It's not fighting. Not really. More like torture," Ziva said, glancing at Tony.
"Torture?"
"She doesn't mean it like that," he said quickly. Daniela frowned, more confused than ever. She muttered something under her breath and went to go finish her book.
"Daniela is a pretty strange child," Ziva noted.
"You've got that right."
POINT! Did anyone get my Up reference?
"Abby?" The door slammed shut. It was too quiet in here.
"Abby, where are you?" Not a sound was to be heard, save for Jewel's heels clicking quietly across the floor in search of her friend.
"In here," came a soft moan after what felt like an endless silence. "I'll be out later...I just...oh-" Jewel went to go make herself some coffee. It was going to be a long day, but she knew how to deal with the less pleasent symptoms of pregnancy, so perhaps it wouldn't be too bad. She made herself a simple cup of coffee and took these few minutes alone to relax in the living room. Though she hadn't been in Abby's apartment that much, it already felt like a familiar place to her. Abby, being a gracious hostess more often than not, made even the simplest of times very enjoyable. Finally, the girl in question appeared in the living room, smiling apologetically.
"Sorry about that. It seems my body isn't cooperating with me today."
"That's alright."
"I see you made yourself at home with my coffee maker." Abby sat down in the chair opposite to the couch.
"Coffee is practically a lifeline in this profession," Jewel joked.
"You should see Gibbs, then. He seems to think coffee is breakfast, lunch, and dinner no matter what I tell him."
"Don't you feel tired at all?"
"Not really. Just...a little our of it, I suppose. I've been in a pretty weird mood today. Must be the stupid horomones."
"Want to talk about it?" She finished off her coffee and instantly found herself feeling restless and unnoccupied. Abby shook her head and fell silent again. Jewel took this time to relax some more and think about her future with Adien. She didn't get very far when the phone happened to ring just then.
"I'll get it!" Abby said, leaping to her feet. "Hello? Hi Ducky. No, everything was fine today. Yes, I'll make sure to get something else to eat. The morning sickness has been getting a little in the way of that, though. Nothing to worry about. If things get worse...yeah, you know me too well! Alright, talk to you later, Duckman. Tell Jimmy I said hi." She hung up, a smile putting a glow to her face.
"What say you and I have some fun with a little board game?" Abby suggested.
"Just don't expect me to go easy on you."
Two hours of Life later, Abby was passed out on the couch, completely exhausted. Jewel smiled, happy to see the forensic specialist completely without stress on her face. She took out her phone, deciding to use the internet despite the huge bill that would give her later on. On the home page there was a headline about an old man getting killed just outside of Gerogetown. There were some brief details on the FBI and how far they had gotten in the case so far, but otherwise several speculations kept circling around over and over again. Jewel ignored that and logged into her email, thinking it would be a good idea to contact her mother about what was going on in her life since she found Facebook to be a sort of taboo.
She typed a quick update, not willing to go into too much detail. Her mother didn't deal well with emotional stress. Anxiety attacks were common with her. Abby murmured something in her sleep and turned over, nearly falling off of the couch. Jewel had to stifle her laughter before logging out of her email and closing out of the internet. Some things were just so incredibly precious they were too good not to miss.
AN: I'm cutting it off here...I could only stand 04:42:07 of that looping song. More than I would have thought possible but I couldn't even make it halfway. Um...don't forget to review, blah blah blah. I'm tired now. G'night.