Epilogue
He couldn't help but smile. His eyes still fixed upon the naked woman in his arms.
This evening gave a whole new meaning to the words 'my girl' and he liked it, moreover it felt right to have her in his arms.
He looked up, to the chest of drawers opposite his bed, to face his present again. Only this time he couldn't suppress the soft laughter that escaped his lips.
Abby opened her eyes. Her voice was still sleepy. "What's so funny?"
"I just imagined receiving a call for a case and a picture of me running with this cup popped into my head."
She started to laugh. "Well but it has its upsides too." "Name one."
She thought about it for a second.
"You don't have to go to get a refill that often."
"Which means less Caf!pow's for my girl."
Her face showed a shocked expression. "Ok, I think you should use this coffee pail only at home."
"Pail indeed", with that he bent down and started to kiss her all over again.
The next morning Ziva and Tony were sitting at the breakfast table.
He couldn't stop grinning. "I really like this plate. I never thought they would sell something like that." "Believe me finding a plate with Magnum P.I. on it was hard work."
He softly kissed her lips.
"Do you like your new DVD game?" "Yes more idioms to slaughter, when I'm done with the DVD."
He smiled. "I thought more like less idioms to slaughter."……
She kissed him and smiled
"We'll see."
Fin