Jan 22
It's easy to love a friend for all the things we have in common. It's harder, but much more valuable, to love the things that set us apart from each other. Learning to appreciate our differences brings a new level of intimacy to our relationships with others.
Ziva watched as McGee continued to tap away on her keyboard.
"It's basically a piece of spyware," he informed her, his gaze never leaving the computer monitor. "That's why your computer is running so slowly. When did you last run a system check?"
She tried to think back. Computers had never been her strong suit. "A few months ago possibly?"
"Jeez! You should be running it every day to be on the safe side."
She considered her options for a moment. Should she tell him? He wasn't Tony after all.
"Just another minute and it should be back to normal," he announced.
She decided to bite the knife, or was it bullet? "I am not sure how to run the system checks," she confessed. "I am still not accustomed to Windows."
This did not seem to bother Tim. He rose from his seat and indicated that she should take his place. "Okay," he began. "First of all, you need to click on that…"
Less than ten minutes later, McGee was back by his own computer while Ziva typed in a few more commands. She finally felt that she understood what she should be doing, but at the same time she knew where to go if she became stuck.
"McGee," she called.
He looked up, confused.
"I owe you dinner."