The interest in this story seems to have waned (for both the readers and myself). So, I'll be finishing it up in the next few chapters. Hope everyone's having a terrific week!
Disclaimer: Disclaimed.
Ziva was avoiding her and she hated it. Using her secret ninja-skills, Ziva managed to evade Abby every time Abby attempted to get her to come to the lab and talk about the kiss they had both clearly enjoyed.
Surprisingly, it was Gibbs who helped out their situation. Ziva was working at her desk when Gibbs barks out, "David! Abby's lab, now!"
Ziva stands up and sighs, knowing she can't avoid Abby forever. She nods at Gibbs and follows him to the lab. When they arrive, Abby is standing there, wearing a short black skirt and tight black t-shirt. She's so beautiful and Ziva drinks up the sight, because she hasn't seen Abby all week.
Gibbs looks at Ziva looking at Abby and clears his throat. Abby suddenly whirls around and glances at Gibbs. "Hey, Gibbster! You know, usually you're right on time but I actually don't have any evidence for you at the moment. My mass spectrometer is being temperamental today, aren't you baby?"
"Actually, Abs, I want you to talk to Ziva." Abby appears to see Ziva for the first time and their eyes lock without meaning to.
"Um... I have nothing to say to her, Gibbs."
"Abby, I don't care. You two are going to stay in here until you work out whatever the hell caused you to fight. You're messing with the dynamics of my team and I need my agents at their very best."
Ziva snorts, offended that Gibbs would suggest she's not at her best all the time.
Gibbs leaves the room with a warning glare and closes the door behind him. Abby ignores Ziva and turns back to her computer.
Ziva sighs and walks around for a few minutes, until she decides she may as well get it over with because Gibbs seemed serious, and she does not want to spend an entire day with an angry Abby.
"Abby."
"I'm not talking to you, Ziva."
"We need to talk, Abby."
"LALALALALALA. I CAN'T HEAR YOU! LALALALALA!" Ziva strides forward and pulls Abby's hands away from Abby's ears, which causes Abby to stop singing nonsense.
The close contact is nice after a week of no contact with each other at all. The attraction still definitely exists.
"Abby. I am sorry."
Abby only shrugs. "Nothing to be sorry about, Ziva. You said it was a mistake, remember?"
"I was wrong."
"Well, that must be a first for you."
"Abby! I was wrong but you do not have to go and smear it in my face."
"I'm not rubbing it in your face, Ziva. I'm just being honest. Isn't that what you want me to do?"
Ziva sighs in frustration and runs her hands through her silky, raven hair. "If you are going to be difficult, then I am not going to have this conversation with you right now." With that said, Ziva turns away and starts to walk to the door. She barely makes it two steps when Abby whispers her name, "Ziva..."
Ziva is at her side in an instant. "What is wrong?"
"Nothing... I just missed you. Don't go yet."
Ziva smiles and gently kisses Abby's cheek. "I missed you too."
Abby smiles as well and turns toward Ziva, which is clearly a mistake. Ziva is standing much nearer to Abby than either woman realized. Their faces are only inches apart.
"Abby..." Abby places her fingers on Ziva's lips and gently traces their outline. She leans forward and softly begins to kiss Ziva.
Ziva's resistance quickly melts as her hands find their way around Abby's neck.
Ziva suddenly breaks away from the soft touch, however. "No... Abby... I cannot. I will hurt you. I don't know how..." With that, Ziva runs out of the lab. She's sitting at her desk about ten minutes later, pretending that nothing ever happened, when she hears a throat clearing and lifts her head up to find Abby standing in front of her desk, furious. The entire team watches in amazement as Abby begins a tirade.
"WHAT THE HELL, ZIVA? Why do you keep running away? I am so sick of you saying this is some kind of mistake! It's not. I might as well just say it, Ziva, because I don't think you can hurt me anymore than you just did by running away. I frickin' love you, okay? If you have a problem with that, then tell me, but stop doing this!"
Tony gives a low whistle as Ziva stands up and moves to stand in front of Abby.
"Abby. We cannot have this conversation now. Not here."
"Then, where, Ziva? Are we ever going to have it or are you going to keep running away from me?"
"Abby, how many caf-pows did-"
"SCREW THE CAF-POWS! So what if I had a few earlier and that's giving me the courage and energy to talk to you right now? I. Love. you. Deal with it."
With that, Abby walks away and stands in the elevator, trying not to cry. Ziva runs in after her and hits a random button, turning on the emergency override switch after the doors close, leaving them in the dim lights.
"I... I am scared, Abby."
"So am I, Ziva. That's what love is about, though. You get scared."
"No... Abby. I am scared I will mess something up between us. What if it does not work out and our friendship is destroyed? That would be very bad, Abby, because your friendship means the universe to me."
"The phrase is, 'means the world to me', Ziva. But, anyway, I know it's scary. I'll still be your friend though, even if it doesn't work about between us. We were friends first and foremost, Ziva. I'll always be there for you, no matter what happens."
"I know and that is why I should just leave you along... because you deserve someone better than me-"
Abby, catching her meaning, interrupts her. "No one else is right for me, Ziva. I've tried to stop loving you, okay? But no one else makes me feel like you do. It will hurt me more if you keep running. I'm willing to take the risk involved with a relationship with you. You mean the entire universe to me too."
"You are right... I do not want to hurt you, but by not hurting you, I am actually hurting you... I think I am starting to talk like you, Abby. Sorry, I am just nervous because... I-I think I am in in love with you, Abby."
This time she has Abby's full attention. "Really?"
"Yes."
Abby smiles and squeals a little, giving Ziva a hug and a quick kiss on the lips. "YES! I KNEW IT!"
Ziva sighs. "Yes. I believe the kisses may have given it away."
"How did that go again, Ziva? Can you remind me?"
Ziva moves in, pressing Abby's lithe body against the elevator wall and gives her a seductive look. Ziva's lips crush Abby's passionately and their arms wrap around each other. The feel of Abby's curves pressing into her is an unimaginable feeling for Ziva. Abby's tongue and her own soon begin an intense battle for dominance until neither woman can breathe and they have to pull back from each other.
Abby touches her lip with her fingers. "Yummy... But don't forget, I'm still mad at you for avoiding me all week, Ziva."
Ziva only shakes her head and suppresses a smile. "Right, Abby. I will not forget."
"Good!" Abby hits the elevator switch and turns to Ziva again. "So, when's our first date?"
"Tonight? As long as it is not a double date with Tony and some random girl I am fine with any time."
"You want to freak out Tony and McGee?" Abby whispers her plan to Ziva and Ziva's smirk gets wider and wider. As the two women step out of the elevator, Abby quickly dredges up some false tears.
"Guys, can I get your attention, please?"
The team looks up at her in alarm as she announces, "Ziva... got me pregnant."
With that, Abby bursts out laughing at the shocked and then confused faces around them. She skips over to Ziva, quickly gives her a peck on the lips, and whispers, "See ya' tonight, baby," as she heads back to her lab.