A/N: Oh, and I have no homework or class until 2pm tomorrow so tonight is your lucky night!

Disclaimer: If only I could marry Michael Weatherly. If I could have that I would be fine with not owning NCIS.


McGee: Abby, Ziva was amazing; I mean... she's got a photographic memory.
McGee: What?
Abby: Why don't you two just get a room, McGee?
McGee: What... you think she likes me?
Abby: McGee, never forget... I am one of the few people in the world, who can murder you and leave no forensic evidence.

3x04 Silver War

Evidence

She is a scientist. That is her job; it pays the bills, ties her to friends, and makes her happy. Investigators hop caution tape lines, and she breaches firewalls. Test tubes and microscopes are her constant companions. She has an impeccable talent of mixing the most complex chemicals.

Sometimes those chemicals just happen to fall in time with the game of attraction. Primary to science, she is, first and foremost, a woman. Those emotional and, dare she say it, girlie feelings programmed within her biological being have the tendency to creep up at the most inopportune moments; they cause her to say the darndest things.

Especially when it comes to him.

So when she threatens a clueless, spotless, flawless murder it is the perfect mix of predisposed instinct and education. She couldn't hurt a fly, but the jealously sparks and she just can't help but choose fight instead of flight.

And you better be damn sure, that when she says no evidence, she means there will be no evidence.