HI!!!! It's us again:P what the hay!!! I realized I forgot to write a disclaimer on the first and second chap. So here we go

Disclaimer 1- Really? If we owned this it would be called not

Disclaimer 2- Do I look like I own it? All we own are 2 awesome new net book(the ones from the lollipop commercial)

Disclaimer 3- Now I think this is just getting ridiculous!

I think you get the point! Enjoy the story;)

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"Um, I think you mean shoot. Anyways, I was wondering if you could tell me about Tony?"

"Well, what do you want to know about him?" asked Ziva.

"I don't know, what do you think of him?" replied Mandy unsure of what she really wanted to know.

"Tony is a pain in the ass with all his movie quotes and the way he stares at women. But he is really funny and can be charming. He is really contradictory."

"You like him don't you?"

"What! Were did you get that idea?""The way you talked about him and the look you got in your eyes said it all."

"I so do not like Tony," said Ziva defensively. "Next question."

Mandy already knew her next question, "What does he like?"

"He loves food, especially pizza, Frank Sinatra, movies, James Bond, Magnum, women, NCIS, teasing McGee, and tons of other things," said Ziva.

"Wow, we like so much of the same things, I mean except for the women and NCIS and the McGee thing," stated Mandy laughing slightly. At this point both of the women had finished their pizza. When Ziva said, "Why don't you tell me about yourself?"

"Well my name is Mandy Kislip, my favorite color is yellow, my favorite football team is the Detroit Lions even though they suck and were 0-16 last season. Um what else?"

"What do you like to do?"

"I love to play piano and swim. I used to be on a swim team in Ludington, Michigan. Ow um, that's where I used to live before my mom died. I haven't swam since she died because then I lived with my dad, Tony's dad, for a few days and then moved in to the group home. After I was there for a day I knew I had to run away it was horrible, nobody cared what you did," Mandy said sadly.

"So there's nobody looking for you, is there?" wondered Ziva.

"Doubt it." At this Ziva noticed Mandy getting sad. So she asked what Mandy wanted to do until Tony came home.

"I don't know. I kinda need more clothes cause I only have a few clothes. Don't you have to work the rest of the week?"

"Yes, but I will take tomorrow off so we could go shopping and you could come to NCIS with me the rest of the week. I'm sure you could hang out in Abby's Lab with her. You could also meet McGee and Ducky. Gibbs is in Wisconsin with Tony," said Ziva.

"Wait who are Abby and Ducky?" questioned Mandy.

"Oh, Abby Scioto is the Forensic Scientist for NCIS. She's a Goth and is really hyper. And when you meet her, if she hugs you don't be surprised, she does that to everybody. And Ducky is the ME, he works in Autopsy. He's really nice."

"Is his real name Ducky?"

"No, it's Donald Mallard, hence Ducky." replied Ziva. Mandy nodded with understanding. "Wait, we're going shopping tomorrow? I don't have any money."

"That is ok, I will pay for what you get." said Ziva.

"Thanks!"

"Do you want to watch a movie before we go to bed?" asked Ziva.

"Sure, what DVD's do you have?"

"Well I have Indiana Jones and The Raiders of the Lost Ark, Tony bought it for me when he found out I had never seen it," said Ziva as she thought back to when her and Tony were rescuing Agent Lee's daughter.

"Sure, I love that movie!" Mandy said.

Half way through the movie both women were asleep on the couch. When the big battle scene started, Ziva woke up. She turned off the TV and carried Mandy to her room. With some struggle Ziva was able to get her in bed. She then went to her room and fell asleep herself.

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