If you didn't like Lynn the last chapter, you're gonna HATE her now! Enjoy my second update of the day! (to make up for not updating yesterday!) Enjoy!

Ziva David gripped the steering wheel and tried to keep her eyes fixated on the road in front of her and not the obnoxious woman next to her. She was currently singing some song that Ziva was not very fond of…and she was singing it terribly. She winced as she felt the urge to get to Carly's house faster…only so that she'd stop listening to her singing.

Lynn cried out as Ziva moved into the other lane, with traffic going the opposite direction, to pass the car in front of her. She narrowly missed the car in front of her, which honked and swerved out of the way as she got back into her lane. Lynn gripped everything she could in the car, and Ziva smirked.

"What the hell are you trying to do?! Kill me?!"

"What?" She asked, looking over at her as she shrugged her shoulders, "Tony does not seem to have any problems with my driving."

"Oh so that's what this is about, huh?" She asked as Ziva avoided another collision while turning. She turned into the wrong lane and narrowly avoided cars as she finally got back into her own lane. Once Lynn stopped screaming, she resumed what she was saying before, "You're trying to kill me so that you can have Tony all to yourself, isn't it? You're just afraid of a little competition?" She taunted, and that was it. Ziva slammed on the brakes, sending Lynn flying forward in her seat. A couple of cars honked and then went around them before Ziva turned to Lynn.

"What the hell do you think you're trying to do? Make me seriously injured? You're such a bitch!" And that was when Ziva managed to put the car into park, unbuckle her seatbelt, shove Lynn up against the car door, and pull out her knife, shoving it to her throat.

"What did you just call me?" She murmured.

"I called you a bitch. Because you are one!" Lynn cried out, seemingly unfazed that there was a knife at her throat.

Ziva debated between cutting her throat open or letting her go. They had a job to do, killing her where there weren't so many witness' was starting to look like a good option.

"You think that Tony still cares for you, you're sadly mistaken." Lynn nearly whispered, "He got over you when he slept with me." Ziva's eyes saddened, and her whole body softened. She slowly moved off of her and then put her knife back into her pocket before she put the car back in drive, speeding away, her heart pounding in her ears.

"He gave in that quickly to you?" she mumbled, unable to control what she was saying. It was almost as if she was in a trance.

"Yeah, why? You gonna try to kill me again?" She asked, moving as close as she could to the door, making sure it was unlocked, one hand on the handle, the other on her seat belt.

"I would never hurt something that made Tony happy." She muttered, but she didn't think that Lynn heard. She was glad she didn't.

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"So boss we figured out that the drug dealer, Daniel Roberts, has many prior arrests. Mostly drug related, drug selling, DUI's, all of that. But he doesn't have a cell, doesn't have a work, doesn't even have a library card." McGee told Gibbs as he walked back into the bullpen, a new coffee cup in hand.

"You got a picture?"

"Uh…yeah, boss…"

"BOLO. DiNozzo, you put it out."

"On it." He said as he walked towards his desk. Tony put out the BOLO before Gibbs left again.

"I think I wanna up that bet, Tony."

"What bet?" He asked.

"With Ziva and Lynn?"

"Talk about a cat fight." Scott smirked.

"Oh come on you guys." Tony laughed, "What would they be fighting over? I mean, besides hottest woman here." He let out a low whistle, "It doesn't make sense." He laughed and the other guys just looked at each other, rolling their eyes.

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Ziva quickly got out of the parked car, walking towards the door.

"If you drove any more like a maniac!" Lynn exclaimed, her legs wobbling as she got out of the car and followed her.

Ziva ignored her and walked up the steps. She wanted this day to be over. It was almost sundown, and she just wanted out of there. She knocked once, twice, and then Lynn rolled her eyes.

"You are the impatient type." She noted, "You cannot wait, can you? I bet that you could not wait to sleep with Tony either, yes?" She asked as her heart sank.

"What?" She demanded, "He's good looking."

Ziva smirked, "That is a below statement."

Lynn furrowed her eyebrows together and turned to her, "What?" She questioned.

"Sorry, did I say something?"

"Yeah, you said 'below statement.'"

It was Ziva's turn to be confused, "What? He is handsome, yes? An attractive human being." She said as she slyly moved over to the window and looked in, trying to determine if Carly was actually there.

"You mean 'understatement.'" She finally understood. She scoffed, "I'm amazed that Tony would want to be with someone like you. You can't even speak English! What are you, like some secret spy? Some terrorist?"

"I am not a terrorist." She calmly said, even though she was ready to strangle her. She curled her hands up into fists.

"But you're a foreign woman, right?"

"Yes. Israeli." She said, her hand subconsciously moving to her necklace and rubbing it. She made a face.

"Oh. You're a jew."

Ziva winced and turned away as she made sure that all of her willpower was pushed down as she looked through the window again, "Carly Evans is dead." She announced as she took this opportunity to get away from her, "I must call Gibbs."

"I'll call Tony." She announced, and Ziva hurried down the steps while pressing speed dial 2: Tony DiNozzo. She smirked. Wait till she found out the line was busy. That prejudice bitch was going to get it.

Ziva was going to kill Gibbs when she got back.

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Once the NCIS team got there, Ducky got the body out (who freaked out Tony's team with all of his stories), and then got back to headquarters, Ziva was forced to drive the car back home with Lynn.

Her exact words?

"I'd rather you shoot me first." But, nevertheless, she drove back with Lynn, nearly knocking the NCIS ME truck back over in the process, but that was besides the point. The sooner she got out of there, the better. Lynn's words still rang in her head… 'He got over you when he slept with me.'

By the time that Ziva had put the car away, checked it back in, and then decided that she was going to finally head back up to the squadroom, everyone was already back. She entered the bullpen, and her eyes automatically connected with Tony's. She put her bags down on her desk, and then started back out of the bullpen, towards the break room. Tony knew that look.

He was either in trouble or she needed him.

Most of the time he prayed that it was the second one.

He entered the break room to find her already sitting down at a table, picking at the plastic.

"Hey, Ziva, you okay?"

"Tony." She stated, no emotion at all. She didn't look up at him as he walked over to her, "It is different having you and your team here. Is it wrong to make impressions from people the moment that you meet them?"

"Huh?" he asked, sitting down across from her, "What are you talking about?"

"I am talking about Lynn." She sighed, blinking back the tears that were threatening to fall. She snapped her eyes up to his, and they were burning fiercely as she struggled to keep back the sobs, "She is prejudice."

Tony leaned back in his seat, "Lynn isn't…" Ziva played with her star of David, turning it back and forth, and Tony knew that she was nervous. That was the number one sign. Either he had to leave or he had to endure one of her talks, "Ziva I didn't know."

"Of course you didn't." Ziva said, all of her tears suddenly gone. You were too busy fantasizing about her! And with that, she left the break room, unable to say anything else.

Tony ran a hand through his hair and sat back, groaning. It hadn't even been one day! There was something bugging her, he knew that, and it wasn't just Lynn being…well an idiot. There was something else. He thought back to two months ago, right before he handed in his recognition. They had gotten into a fight…about? He remember waving a file in front of her face…his medical file! His eyes grew wide and he sat up straight his heart rate suddenly accelerating full speed.

She didn't…she couldn't…she…she didn't know, did she?

MWHAHAH! Well what could possibly be in Tony's medical file that he doesn't want anyone to find out about? Don't worry, you won't find out next chapter. Or the chapter after that. Or probably the chapter after that! hehe but you'll find out...eventually! The faster you review, the more reviews I get, and the more reviews I get, the more chapters I upload, and the faster I upload chapters, the sooner you'll get to find out about Tony's medical file! :) Makes sense, right? good. Now go and review! It's a pretty button that will MAKE MY DAY!(Oh, and by the way...I actually did write an alternate chapter to this where Ziva slits Lynn's throat...) haha...but obviously I changed it. :)

OH! AND NEW THING I'M DOING! A QUOTE FROM THE NEXT CHAPTER!

HERE WE GO:

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