A/N I have to get flu shots, and I was thinking of fanfiction ideas when I found out. So this happened. I am very grateful that it did, cause I liked writing it, and I hope you like reading it.

Disclaimer: I don't NCIS or anything related.

"Well Ziva, here's another reason your file is taking so long to get through the system." Abby stated from where she was seated on the counter in their kitchen.

"Are these done enough?" Ziva asked disregarding Abby and offering her a few noodles on a wooden spoon.

"Ziva, you haven't had a doctor's check up in.., you don't even have one on your file." Abby said before blowing on and taking the pasta. "No, they're still crunchy," she added scrunching up her nose.

"I do not like the doctor. I have been to the clinic at NCIS a lot." Ziva replied stirring the noodles about a bit more.

"Aww, Ziva's scared of the doctor." She smiled, prodding her girlfriend softly in the side. Ziva jumped as Abby hit her in her ticklish spot.

"I am not!" She squeaked indignantly. Swatting her hands away from her sides.

"You totally are!" Abby squealed pointing at Ziva's frown.

"Am not!" Ziva said back pushing her finger away.

"You are. That's so adorable." Abby smiled, trying not to giggle at her girlfriend's childish fear.

"It is not adorable. It is sad, and pathetic." Ziva said looking away, frowning. "That, is why I am not going." She added quietly.

"Aw, Ziva, it's not pathetic. I'll take you." Abby wrapped her arms around Ziva's neck pulling her close. Within kissing vicinity.

"No, I don't want to," Ziva whined playfully burying her face in Abby's shoulder.

"Please. You need a flu shot." Abby begged.

"What do I get if I go?" Ziva asked the whine wavering in her voice.

"Me?" Abby suggested putting her laptop on the counter next to her, and pulling Ziva between her knees.

"I already have you." Ziva countered cheekily. Running her finger over the hem of Abby's plaid skirt.

"Don't get cocky." Abby caught Ziva's wrist as her hand slipped under the hem.

"I'll wear that corset?" Abby offered in a heavy voice against her ear.

"I would rather you let go of my wrist," Ziva groaned. Her fingers drawing senseless patterns on Abby's thigh.

"I think the pasta's done," Abby's voice was thick, obviously she didn't want to protest. Ziva reached over and turned the stove off.

"Fantastic." Ziva groaned dipping her hand under Abby's skirt once again.

"What about di-in-uhh," Abby groaned as Ziva slipped her fingers under her panties.

"It can wait." Ziva said in between nips of Abby's ears.

XxXxXxX

When Abby woke up the next morning she almost forgot about Ziva's doctor's appointment. That usually happened when you woke up to morning sex. Then shower sex. Then breakfast makeout almost sex, when Abby remembered her and Ziva's appointment.

"Ziva," Abby gasped pulling away from Ziva's lips. Even though she really didn't want to.

Ziva pushed Abby back down onto the couch. Straddling her, she brought their lips together. She felt Abby's fingers in her hair.

"M-umm, Ziva," the seal their lips had made broke. Ziva frowned down at her lover.

"Do we have to go?" She pulled back pulling Abby into a sitting position with her.

"If you wanna be an NCIS agent," Abby nuzzled Ziva's neck. Noting her pounding pulse, she had really gotten her worked up.

"Okay," Ziva groaned. Wrapping her arms around Abby's neck pulling her back in.

"Can we finish here first?" Ziva gave her girlfriend a seductive grin.

"Maaaybe," Abby turned one of Ziva's curls around her finger. Looking back into her chocolate brown eyes. Returning that seductive smirk.

XxXxXxX

Abby pulled the car neatly into a parking space at the doctors. Then looked over to her girlfriend. She was twisting a lock of hair around her finger. Her eyes were darting from side to side. She was stiff, off to the corner of the car seat.

She was really nervous. It was weird seeing Ziva like this. Unnerving.

"Hey, you alright?" Abby asked unbuckling herself and leaning across the divider to give Abby a kiss on the temple. Ziva caught Abby's cheek as she tried to pull away.

"Hey," she pulled Abby back to her, this time for a kiss on the lips.

"Now I am." She smiled at the cheesy line. Abby liked it when Ziva was cheesy.

Despite Ziva trying to reassure Abby she could tell that she was nervous. She really didn't like the doctor. Abby grabbed Ziva's hand, slipping her fingers between her lover's. She knew Ziva loved it when she made people aware of their relationship status.

The waiting room was full of house wives and children. A few of them looked at the two obviously out of place women. Still holding hands as Ziva signed the sign in sheet.

"This is awkward." Abby giggled against Ziva's ear in a whisper. Tickling the nape of her neck.

XxXxXxX

"So do I still get you as reward?" Ziva asked sliding her arms around Abby from behind as they walked toward their car.

"Hmmm? I thought you said you'd rather I let go of your wrist?" Abby grinned mischeviously.

"But you said you would wear the corset..," Ziva whimpered against Abby's neck. Sliding her hands under Abby's hoodie. Pressing her cold palms to Abby's warm stomach.

"Dammit!" Abby shrieked. "I told you to wear a jacket." Abby felt goosebumps rise on her skin as Ziva's hands slid further up Abby's shirt.

"Ziva, Ziva, Ziva! Molestation in the parking lot!" Abby squealed gripping Ziva's elbows attempting to pull her hands out of her shirt.

"You are warm! I can not help myself." Ziva giggled wrapping her arms back around Abby's middle. The two just stood there like that for a minute

"My arm hurts," Ziva said in the silence.

"Do you want me to kiss it better?" Abby asked still giggling.

"Yes!" She smiled circling around her and offering up her arm. Sticking out her lip in a pout. Abby gave her a small kiss on the bicep where she had gotten her flu shot.

"Does it hurt anywhere else?" Abby asked raising her brows.

"Yes," Ziva replied with a mischievous smile.

"Where," Abby asked playing along.

"Here," Ziva pointed to the junction of her neck and shoulder. Abby laid a soft kiss there.

"And here," Ziva pointed further up her neck. Abby kissed the creamy soft skin, and breathed in Ziva's intoxicating scent.

"Here," She pointed to her pulse point. Abby laid a soft kiss on it. Then, at the feel of the beat of her lover's heart, she took charge of their little game. Suckling the soft skin under her lips. Ziva let out a little whimper, which only encouraged Abby. She nipped it leaving a dark red love bite behind. Very obvious. How was she going to hide that from Tony?

"Uhmmm," Ziva groaned her hips rolling against Abby.

"We should probably go home." Abby stated at the muddled mess she had made of Ziva, and the fact that they weren't entirely alone in the parking lot.

"That sounds like a good idea," Ziva managed, as she played with Abby's belt. Still out of breath, her pupils swollen, and dark with need as she stared into Abby's eyes.

"Do you still want me to wear the corset?" Abby asked as they got into their car.

"Abby I do not want you in anything. I just want you. As soon as possible." Ziva breathed in a low husky voice. That made a shiver run up Abby's spine.

A/N So this is filled with fluff, and a bit of smexiness. Hope you all like it. Tell if you do, I love you hear from you c: They even make a button for your convenience.