"Have you thought about the wedding at all?" Abby asks me as I eat some of the popcorn while watching a movie on her plasma screen because it is a slow day.

"Not really. I haven't even talk the team I am engaged yet," I state while watching the movie.

"Do you even know when you want to get married? Summer? Winter? Spring? Autumn?"

"What time do we have the lest caseload as to actually get some alone time with Jethro?" I ask her making her laugh at me.

"I guess you have a point. Do you at least know where you want to go for the honeymoon?" Abby asks me while a grin.

"Who says we need to go anywhere? As long as we aren't here, in this building," I state before adding, "And away from Tony."

"Have you thought about anything then?" Abby asks me while stealing some of my popcorn.

"I want ugly tony the second to be in the wedding and Jethro is okay with it as long as she knows it is his day not hers," I inform her making her laugh at me. I smirk at her before continuing, "In all seriousness I would like you to be my maid-of-honour."

"Wait, what?" Abby asks me while staring at me in surprise.

"Abby, I don't have that many friends and even less of them are females… you are really the only person I could think of, unless I can talk Tony into wearing a dress for the day," I state.

"I don't want to see that as much as I do what to see it," Abby laughs with me.

"I know, but I don't think he would do it and if he does, Jethro might just kill us," I state while laughing with her.

"But it would be a day to remember," Abby states.

"So seeing Jethro in a suit won't be enough for the day to remembered by?" I ask her with a smirk.

"Have you even looked at dresses yet?" Abby asks me.

"No, I there are too many styles."

"Lets see if we can find a style you might like," Abby comments while wheeling her chair back over to her desk and I follow her with a huff. There really are too many dresses.

"what style do you think you would like?" Abby asks me while pulling up a wedding dress site. I look them over, it is sorted into different types, ballroom dress, mermaid dresses, short dress, simple, elegant, sweetheart, princess, beach. All types of dresses.

"Um," I mumble while looking at them all. I comment, "I don't know. There is too many."

"Once you pick a date you should pick the dress. But if I was you, I would look at some dresses to see what you think you would like," Abby comments while looking through the site.

"Why does there have to be so many choices?" I ask her.

"I don't know… but I have something to ask about the wedding," Abby states making me node at her. she continues, "What are you going to serve, coffee or bourbon?"

"Both?" I ask her with a half-smile and raising my shoulder in question.

"You have to think about these things," Abby states while looking at me as the move plays in the background.

"I know but I don't want to have that conversation," I state.

"Why not?"

"Because Tony hasn't worked it out yet," I state while leaning on the table.

"So when Tony figures it out, you are going to plan the wedding?" Abby asks me with a grin.

"Or he might find it out when he get the invitation. Depends how long it takes him to work it out," I state with a smirk.

"You are mean sometimes," Abby laughs at me.

"Of course I am mean. I am Kate's sister," I state while placing the popcorn down and walking out of the lab.

"What are you doing?" Tony asks me while I am googling on my computer in the squad room.

"Looking into something," I answer him without paying attention to him.

"Looking into what?" Ziva asks me getting up from behind her desk.

"Does it matter?" I ask her calmly.

"Yes. If you are doing it at work, we have a right to know," Tony informs me.

"The only right you have to know about what I do is if it is related to the case… that we don't even have at the moment," I state while closing the browser and looking at him as he tries to sneak around my desk to see what I am looking at. I continue, "But hey if you believe that anything that happen is everyone's business. You first, who or what has been messaging you all day?"

"Don't change the subject," Tony whines at me.

"I'm not changing the subject, I am stating that age before beauty," I say while smirking at him as I lean back in my chair.

"Know what, it doesn't matter," Tony exclaims while moving back to his desk making me laugh at him.

"See, that's what I thought," I comment while reopening the internet site and continuing to read the page.

"What could have you so interested?" Tony asks me.

"Nothing that you would like to look at," I answer him as I continue to read the page.

"Alice, you are getting more secretive then normal. I plan to find out why," Tony promise me making me smirk at him.

"I do hope so… but the question is how long will it take you? And who will work it out first," I state while looking up at him.

"Is that a challenge?" Tony asks me.

"Yep. For all of you."

"What do we get if we work it out?" McGee asks me while looking up at me.

"The satisfaction of being a better investigator then Tony," I offer to him as I shrug my shoulder at him.

"That all?" Tony asks me disappointedly.

"That not good enough?" I ask him with a smirk.

"No," They all answer me together.

"Fine. Who every works it out first, I'll answer one question," I state while leaning back in my chair some more.

"Anything we want to know?" Tony asks me with a pervy grin.

"Anything," I agree with him while looking back to the computer.

"This is going to be fun," Tony comments while looking at me.

"How many hints are you going to give us this time?" McGee asks me while looking at me.

"Only one… you should have worked it out over a month ago," I answer him while leaning back in my chair.

"Does Abby know?" Ziva asks me.

"Yes. And dad. I think that's all the people that know," I answer her while leaning over to grab my coffee only to release it is empty again.

"That's all your going to tell us?" Tony exclaims while looking at me in surprise.

"It should be all you need to know to work it out," I state while looking him in the eye as I add, "Or are you as good an investigator as the FBI."

"That's not enough information," Tony complains.

"Tony, we have worked cases with less and court the killer," I state while leaning back in the chair.

"So is there a victim?" Ziva asks me.

"No. But that doesn't mean you can't work it out," I state calmly.

"How long do we have?" McGee asks me.

"Until I say time is up… could be a day or it could be a lifetime," I state while locking my computer and standing up. I walk out of the squad room to get more coffee while they talk amongst themselves.

"IS it something that is life threatening?" Tony asks me three days later while sitting on the edge my desk as I continue to look on my computer.

"What?" I ask him in confusion. I continue, "Oh. No but it is life changing."

"That doesn't answer anything," Tony complains while trying to look at my computer.

"Surely it gives you something that you don't already know," I state as I pick up my phone to make a call.

"Yeah, but nothing that will help me work it out," Tony complains as I dial a number into my phone.

"That's your problem," I state while smirking at him before dialling a number on my phone.

"Diva Dogs grooming, this is Cassy. How may I help you today?" Cassy answers the phone.

"Hello, Cassy. My name is Alice, I was wondering what you're availability's are for a small dog," I say into the phone.

"What do you want to done?"

"Clean, flea treatment and dye her ears red," I answer her while tapping my pen on the table.

"We'll be able to fit the dog in tomorrow morning. How does that sound to you?" Cassy asks me.

"Sounds good. What time?" I ask her.

"Eighty-thirty in the morning sound good for you?"

"Cool. See you then," I say while writing the time and location down on a piece of paper.

"Does it have anything to do with ugly tony the second?" Ziva asks me as I hang the phone up.

"No, that is just a coincidences that I am making this call when you are trying to work this out," I state while bouncing my leg.

"How do we know where to look?" McGee asks me.

"You're investigators and have been for years. How do you know where to look at any case?" I ask him while taking a sip of coffee.

"Gibbs tells us what to do," McGee answers me.

"Jethro wasn't always here… I remember four months when he wasn't ordering you to do anything and yet we still court killers, kidnappers and Shepard," I remind them while leaning back in the chair and looking at them all.

"Can we work as a team?" Ziva asks me.

"I don't care. But even if you all work together, you still get only one question," I inform them making Tony look at me.

"Campfire," Tony calls out while walking over to his desk. Ziva and McGee roll over to him as he points at me as he continues, "Not you Alice… this is about you not with you."

"Have fun," I say with a smirk while watching them.

"What are you doing to my team?" Gibbs asks me as cooks dinner tonight. He is wearing an old NIS sweatshirt with jeans with a tea towel over his shoulder. A man shouldn't look as good as he does in that outfit. I am wearing a white singlet with black jeans from earlier today. I had taken my bra and shoes off when we got home.

"Nothing," I say innocently while looking over my shoulder at him as I set the table and step around ugly tony the second.

"Alice, baby, I love you but you are a lier," Gibbs states making me smirk at him. He continues, "What are you paying at?"

"I just gave them a challenge to see how good of an investigator they are," I promise him while turning around to face him.

"Anything I can help you with?" Gibbs asks me with a smirk of his own. Making me laugh at her.

"Anything, Jethro?" I ask him with a smirk while moving closure to him.

"What do you have on your mind?" Gibbs asks me while I rub my hand against his chest.

"Well," I mumble before leaning in and kissing him. I stand on my tiptoes while grabbing the back of his head and pull him closure. I continue to kiss him as he runs his hand down my back.

"Alice, I'm cooking," Gibbs mumbles while pulling away from me.

"So?" I ask him as I lean closure to him.

"I don't want to burn dinner… and you need to eat," Gibbs states while pulling away making me pout at her.

"But I'm not hungry," I complain.

"Not for food, it would seem but you still have to eat," Gibbs informs me while removing the steak from the pan and onto the plates. He puts some peas, corn, carrot and mashed potato before carrying the two plates over to the table.

"Thanks," I mumble while sitting down and taking the second plate off of him.

"Welcome," Gibbs says while sitting down and beginning to eat the food off of his plate. We eat in silence like normal. No matter what everyone thinks, Gibbs is a good cook, no mater what he is cooking. I watch as he cuts the fat off of his steak before handing it to ugly tony the second who is waiting patiently beside his chair. I hid a smile behind another forkful of food because he is a big softy, and loves my dog almost as much as I do.

Once we finish dinner, I get up and grab the plate and take them to the sink. I scrap the leftover food into ugly tony the second's food dish before putting them into the sink. I turn the tape onto hot and fill the sink with water before washing the dishes and handing them to Gibbs who dries them before putting them away.

"So what is the challenge you have my team?" Gibbs asks me while putting one of the plates into the cupboard.

"To work out why I am being secretive. You think they are smart enough?" I ask him with a smirk while letting the water out after I clean the last pot.

"Guess we will have to see," Gibbs says to me with a smirk.

"You're no fun," I complain while turning to face him.

"Yeah?" Gibbs asks me while pinning me between him and the bench behind me.

"You plan to prove me wrong?" I ask him with a smirk while grabbing his sweater in my hand.

"Maybe," Gibbs whispers in my ear before kissing behind it gently. He gently suck on the spot behind my ear before kissing down my neck slowly. I grab the back of his head and pull him closure to my neck.

"Jethro," I moan as he continues to kiss my neck.

"You want to take this to the bedroom?" Gibbs mumbles against my neck.

"Mm-hmm," I mumble as he continues to kiss my neck.

"Come on, baby," Gibbs mumbles while moving away from me with a smirk on his face when he releases I'm not paying attention to my surroundings at the moment. Gibbs continues to smirk at me as he grabs my hand and begin to pull me out of the kitchen and towards the stairs.

"What are you thinking about?" Gibbs asks me as I sit on the couch pretending to read a book but I am more lost in my head. Gibbs is watching TV with his feet resting on the table. I am resting my feet on his lap. it is the first day we have gotten off in ages and we are using it to just relax. I am wearing an old NIS sweet

shirt and panties, while Gibbs is wearing a pair of sweatpants and a white t-shirt.

"Nothing," I answers Gibbs without thinking about it.

"Alice, you are still a bad liar," Gibbs says to me while squeezing my leg.

"I know," I mumble while brushing some of my hair behind my ear.

"So what's on your mind?"

"Abby wants to know when we're getting married but you haven't even mentioned it since you proposed… you don't regret asking me to marry you do you?" I ask him softly.

"No, of course not… but we have the rest of our lives to worry about getting married. You were shocked enough about me asking you to marry me, I didn't want to rush you. Guess I was afraid you would change your mind," Gibbs admits while turning on the chair to face me. He continues to talk while rubbing my leg, "Have you thought about the wedding? Or your just asking because Abby is asking you?"

"I don't know," I admit while running my hand through my hair as I think about it.

"Stuff like this doesn't normally get you thinking. What's going on?"

"I… every time I close my eyes, I see your dead body on that pier. What if you didn't wake up?" I admit while looking at him. I continue, "I don't want to feel like I missed out on something because I wanted too long… I love you and I almost lost you… I can't lose you too."

"Alice, I'm not going anywhere… we have all the time in the world," Gibbs promises me while pulling me closure to him and into his lap.

"You were dead on the pier," I mumble while wrapping my arm around his chest.

"But I'm not dead. I am right here," Gibbs whispers to me while rubbing my hair out of her face.

"You could have been," I mumble as I snuggle closure into his chest.

"I know… I'll try to think more so that I don't scare you," Gibbs mumbles into my hair.

"We both know that is a lie," I laugh into his chest making his chuckle at me.

"I can try," Gibbs promises me while rubbing my back.

"But that's not you," I mumble into his chest as I enjoy this closeness that I almost lost.

"It can be for you," Gibbs mumbles to me.

"I don't want you to change… that's not the way to live or love," I state.

"I love you baby and I will do anything for you," Gibbs promise me while tilting my head back and placing a gently kiss on my lip. He continues, "Now, have you thought about the wedding or do you just want to go to the courthouse and get it over with?"

"I want my family to be there if I am going to throw my sex life away," I state making Gibbs laugh at me.

"Come on, baby. Your sex life doesn't end with marriage," Gibbs promise me.

"Right… which one of your weddings didn't end the sex life?" I ask him making him laugh at me again.

"My first one… and the last one I am planning to every have," Gibbs answers me before gently kissing me on my lip.

"No matter what anyone says, you are a romantic at heart," I mumble to him making him laugh at me before turning his attention back to his old western movie.

"Mm-hmm," Gibbs hums while continuing to watch the movie without releasing my.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone," I promise him while grabbing the book and continuing to really read the book while thinking about the wedding.

What season do I want to marry in? what day do I want to be married? Where do I want to be married? There are too many options but I am sure we can work it out.