A/N: Alright so this story was originally going to be a two-shot but I have the whole story line in my head so a third chapter will probably be necessary. Keep clicking that review button!

Disclaimer: Still don't own NCIS. =(

*Ding*

McGee could hear Abby squealing before the elevator doors opened.

"McGee where is it? I need it! This is like, beyond urgent. Remember the time Sister Rosita bowled a 280? Well this is even more important! Come on Timmy give me the package!" Abby shouted as soon as she heard the elevator.

Noticing how Abby was running her sentences together, McGee inquired, "Abs, how many Caf-Pows have you had today?"

Ignoring his question, Abby grabbed the brown box out of his hands and tried to open it.

"McGee do you have a knife? I can't get through the tape...McGee?"

Abby turned to find Tim staring at her intently.

"Okaaay, so i had two Caf-Pows, no big deal!"

McGee raised his eyebrows in return.

Abby rolled her eyes and held up five fingers as an answer. McGee smiled.

"No wonder you're so wired Abs!" he told her. "So what's in the box?"

"Well if you cut the tape off I can just show you," replied Abby. McGee gave her a questioning look but cut through the tape anyway.

Abby went giddy with excitement and jumped up and down. "Ooh this is going to be so much fun Tim!"

McGee reached in the box and pulled out a small figure. "Dolls?"

Abby took the doll out of his hands and eyed it with anticipation. "Oh these aren't just any dolls McGee, these are genuine voodoo dolls! NCIS edition!"

McGee looked at the other five dolls in the box. Sure enough, there was one for Tony, Ziva, Gibbs, Ducky, and Abby. The forensic scientist was holding McGee's doll.

"Abs, do you really think these will work?" he asked, picking up the Abby doll.

"Of course! No negative thoughts Timmy!" Abby answered with a pout. "And I know just which ones we're going to use first," she continued with a mischievous grin. She set down the doll and started rummaging through the box.

"I just have to find the..aha!" Abby exclaimed, holding up a small bag of pins.

McGee frowned. "Why do you need pins?"

Abby stared at him, "Duh that's how you get them to work! Otherwise Team Gibbs would be all upside down and tossed around from being in the box!" Abby explained.

McGee just nodded. "Okay well I'm going to go finish my report for Gibbs," he said as he turned to leave.

Abby grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"Oh no Tim, you're helping me. We're gonna use the Tony and Ziva dolls first."

McGee glanced at her quizzically, then down at the two dolls of his partners now in her hands. "Uh...why?"

Abby set the dolls down. "McGee, you could be blind and see how much those two belong together! It's staring every single one of us in the face everyday we come into work. They just need a little push," she told him.

"What about Gibbs rule number 12?" McGee asked. "I don't think he'd like it if they broke the rule," he continued.

Abby turned and gave him a glare.

"Right, no negative thoughts," he said correcting himself.

Abby perked back up, stuck a pin into the Tony and Ziva dolls, and started acting out a scene.

Back in the squad room, Tony kept stealing glances at his partner as they both worked on their reports.

Ziva spoke without looking up. "Is there a reason you keep looking at me Tony?"

DiNozzo stopped working and looked up, surprised he had been caught. "I'm just trying to wrap my head around the fact that you would rather curl up with a book than come watch a movie with me," he covered.

Ziva stopped and studied him for a moment, taking in his green eyes and perfect brown hair.

Giving a little chuckle, she told him, "Tony, I have watched movies with you before, and I could make a book out of all the comments you make during a film."

Tony pouted, "What if I promised to keep quiet this time?"

Ziva just looked at him.

"Yeah you're right that'd never happen," he said with a silly grin. "I just can't hold back my movie genius. When you're good, you're good," he said, leaning back in his chair.

As Ziva returned to her work, Tony yawned at walked over to McGee's desk. Ziva looked over at him.

"There is no way you are finished before me Tony," she said surprisedly.

"Nah, just taking a McPrank break to get the creative report juices flowing," Tony returned. He squatted down next to McGee's chair.

"Hey you wanna help me 'fix' McGoo's chair?" he asked with a sly smile.

Ziva remained behind her desk. "You are such a child Tony," she commented.

Tony stood up and leaned on the edge of McGee's desk.

"Come on Zee-Vah, it'll be fun. And it's all in good humor!, Besides, it's this or I put super glue on his keyboard. Let loose a litte!" Tony said, giving her his signature grin.

Ziva sighed and gave in. She strode over to where Tony was standing and looked up at him.

"I hope you know that I will waste no time in selling you out when McGee sits down, yes?"

Tony smiled back. "Sell me out? Please, I will be happy to take all the credit for this one, Zee-Vah."

She shook her head and they both bent down to "work" on McGee's chair. Little did they know that each of their hearts raced a little faster at their close proximity.