(A/N No, you're not going crazy, I did just post three chapters at one go. The previous two were short and anyway I didn't post for the past two days! It's like an apology of sorts:D)
The lift doors dinged open, and a bleary, but otherwise clear-minded Ziva stepped out. Unfortunately, she had not been so clear minded while dressing that morning, and was wearing a hot pink turtleneck with light brown corduroys. Not very Ziva-like.
She entered Abby's lab, dark circles under her eyes. "Hey, Abby." She said, spying the two agents in the next room. "So this is where everyone is?" she mused. She tried the door, it was locked.
"Ziva." Abby said. "Are you thinking straight now?" This question seemed to take Ziva by surprise, but she nodded.
"Yes, I am, although I'm very tired." Abby did not say a word. "You have to let me go in, Gibbs is being unbearable." She pleaded. Abby softened, and unlocked the door, slipped in, and shut it again. She ripped the earpieces from Tony and McGee's ears, and they looked at her, startled.
"Guys, you have got to let Ziva in. She's thinking straight now, and Gibbs is in one of his moods." Tony and McGee exchanged looks. They knew how Gibbs could be in one of those moods.
"Fine. But she has to promise that she will not speak about what happened yesterday." Tony said finally. "As it is, McGee and I are on a truce." Abby nodded, poked her head out of the door, and repeated what Tony had said.
"I promise!" Ziva declared desperately. Tony nodded, and Abby opened the door to let her in.
"Have a nice day, guys." She said, and locked the door once again. Ziva fled to drag out the futon, lay down, and dozed off softly. Tony and McGee pulled off their earphones, and stared at the sleeping Ziva, then back at each other. They sighed.
"So what do we do now?" McGee asked. Tony shrugged.
"I guess we just wait and see." he said, before staring at Ziva and sighing again. "We really should go see Petty Officer Nathan Petrelli's CO." he said, before adding. "She looks so peaceful."
"I know. Doesn't it make you feel tired too?" McGee said. Tony yawned.
"I barely slept last night. Movies." He reasoned, picking up his cell. "Hey Abbs, could you wake us up at… one?"
"Will do."
"Thanks." Tony said, shutting his cell. About an hour of power napping would do them all good. "We got an hour." He said to McGee, and they hunched back over, laying their heads on the table, McGee using his laptop as a pillow, Tony using the case file as his.
Oops this is pretty short. The next few scene-like chapters are kind of short so I might post two chapters at one go if it's too short. Anyway, thank you so much for reading! Do drop me a review and favorite/follow and chill out until the next chapter! Thanks !:D
-Eliza:)