A/N I may not be updating this as loyally as I have been.., but don't pout. I'm working on another Zabby fic. A longer multi-chapter Zabby fic with a plot line ^^

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, plots, ideas, or settings of NCIS. Or Bisquick, I know big shocker.

I jolted awake, by some miracle before my girlfriend, who was currently tangled up in the sheets..., and me. Today was special and I was going to beat Ziva to the punch.

I tried to untangle myself from Ziva. She just tightened her grip on me. Damn. Slowly I managed to replace myself with a pillow. Searched my floor for something, anything to wear.

Five minutes later, out in my kitchen I cursed myself for not being more prepared. Dressed in only a largish tee-shirt and boxers. I was searching my cupboards and pantry. "Dammit! Where's the Bisquick?" I hissed, careful not to make to much noise and ruin the surprise.

After opening and shutting a couple more cupboards, with a squeal of victory, which I quickly clapped my hand over my mouth to cover. I had found the most important ingredient of the breakfast I was making. I as quietly as I could set to work on my waffles.

I ran from the turkey bacon, for my kosher girlfriend, to my waffle iron to flip my fourth waffle. I poured two glasses of orange juice. It was just barely five in the morning when I'd finished my master piece.

I smiled after sticking a number one candle in each stack of pancakes, and turned to go fetch Ziva. My heart about stopped when I saw said Israeli standing in the kitchen door frame. "Ziva!" I squeaked. Hand flying to my chest. "Wha- when- how long have you been there?" I asked slightly embarrassed and upset that my plans had almost succeeded.

"Um, about..., ten? Minutes?" She answered a mischievous smile quirking her lips. "Why didn't you say anything?" I whined. I wanted to surprise you." She smiled chuckling. "I was, enjoying the view, yes?" My hands self-conscioulsy slid down to the hem of my tee-shirt that barely went past the hem of my boxers.

She walked towards the table I was blocking with my body. "So what were you going to surprise me with?" she asked swinging her lips enticingly. "Well..., happy one year anniversary," I said stepping aside and revealing the table of breakfast with a flourish.

Ziva gasped saying something in Hebrew. "Abby, I did not know, I had forgotten that it was our anniversary," she had her hand to her mouth and the look of shock and disappointment in herself was eminent on her face. "It's okay," I said, pulling her into a hug and kissing her on the cheek. "You do so many things for me."

"So, shall we eat?" she asked pulling out a chair for me at the table. "We shall." I replied giggling and sitting down. I lit the candle in her waffles, and her eyes widened. "How did you make the flame blue?"

A/N I know this one's short. But I hope you like it. Reviews will make me write more :)