A/N: Sorry for the delay, folks. Hopefully, Easter is coming up and I'll take 2 weeks off and as soon as I return at school I'll get a program and my exam finals are up. (sighs) Hope you enjoy! (thumbs up). WARNING: Ingrid does NOT like Ziva. Smush68 doesn't either. (laughs)

Days had passed since his proposal and she felt like she was in a fairytale already. The night before he confessed that he wanted that wedding to happen as soon as possible, setting the date in a month, which was incredibly early. That made Ingrid anxious. They had to do so many things with so little time. They went out shopping with Abby for a wedding dress. Abby knew some pretty neat shops despite her taste in clothes. Of course, she never bought from them, but they were friends with the owners.

"Okay, Ingrid, last shop. I hope you like it!" She smiled and Ingrid looked at her with apologetic eyes.

"I'm sorry, Abs."

Abby shook her head. "Don't even mention it! I'm going to be your best woman AND I'm helping you to pick a wedding dress. I'm lucky and I love shopping. I wonder, why didn't you take Ziva?"

Ingrid shrugged. "First of all, Tony insisted on taking you and then I wouldn't have fun as much as I have with you. Let's leave it at that."

Abby frowned. "Well, you just have to meet her better, spend more time with her. I know she's misunderstood often. She was even misunderstood by the team at first. God, I hated her when she tried to take Kate's place. Now, we're very good friends. She's very loyal."

Ingrid shook her head. "Me and her won't get along. I'm not fond of her personality, generally." Abby smiled and hugged her.

The shop owner approached as they walked in. "Abby! Don't tell me you're getting married."

Abby gasped. "God, no! Bite your tongue!"

He laughed and winked at her. "How may I help you, then, angel of the darkness?"

She happily nodded. "Well, Andre, my amazing friend is getting married. I'm the best woman. Help is all we need."

The owner took a good look at Ingrid. "Perfect! I have JUST the dress!" He looked through the wedding dresses until he found one and gave it to her. Ingrid smiled and went in the changing room as Abby sat.

"Abby, thank Gibbs for me. He has done so much for me and Tony."

Abby smiled. "You don't have to. Tony is like Gibbs's son. He wants the best for his son. And YOU'RE the best. He supports him, advices him, praises him and puts him in his place when he strays from his way. That's the first time Tony is getting married. He is proud, of course."

Ingrid smiled. She still couldn't believe that she was getting married to a wonderful man like Dinozzo.

"I'm ready. Shall I come out?"

Abby stood up. "Definitely! What kind of question is that?"

Ingrid slowly opened the curtain and Abby gasped. "Inny, you are…breathtaking! Tony is very lucky, pinky promise!" It was more like a summer wedding dress, like a red carpet dress, it was simply gorgeous. It was decorated with pearls that shone at night. It would blind everyone, Abby was sure. Ingrid had uncertainty painted on her face, which was quickly brushed off by Abby's certainty.

Abby slowly looked at the shop owner who smiled. "We'll take it!" As the shop owner put the dress neatly in the bag, he looked at Abby.

"Can I talk to you?" Abby nodded and Ingrid got out of the store, waiting.

Abby approached the shop owner as he leaned in to whisper in her ear. "I'm sorry."

She looked at him with curiosity. "Why?"

He looked down. "Isn't she your ex's soon to be wife?"

Abby shrugged. "They're happy; I'm happy, works for me."

Andre went to speak, but Abby cut him off. "I don't hold grudges, Andre. I like Ingrid, I respect her. She's alright." She kissed his cheek and she exited.

Ingrid looked at her. "New boyfriend?"

Abby laughed. "You wish!"

Tony was also shopping with McGee. His best men would be McGee and Jimmy. Ingrid bridesmaids were going to be Abby and Jasmine. The one who would walk Ingrid to the altar was Gibbs, who gladly agreed with a headslap due to Tony's bubbly self. Tony and McGee were shopping for a ring. They were browsing so far.

McGee was the first one to talk to Tony. "I can't believe you're getting married." McGee smiled, shaking his head.

Tony smirked. "Scared that you're going to be alone, McNun?"

McGee glared. "If you must know everything, me and Abby are doing very well."

Tony immediately glared. "Hands off, Abby."

McGee raised his eyebrows. "You're getting married, remember?"

Tony sighed. "Foul move, you don't hook up with your buddy's ex! Besides, she's not your type and you're not her type, believe me. You two can't be together, it's not possible. Your personalities differ in so many ways. What you think of as serious, she'll be afraid to even talk about it. What means the world to you will be brushed off by her like it's nothing."

McGee started thinking. "How did you live with her so many years? What was it like?"

Tony smiled. "Probie, back then, I was exactly like Abby. I wasn't interested in serious relationships, I was afraid of commitment. I loved her to death, don't get me wrong, but it was nothing serious. And I wasn't looking for serious."

McGee nodded. "You're right. Anyway, why didn't you give her the ring in the first place?"

Tony looked at him with wide eyes. "To Abby? McLooseBrain, I'm marrying Ingrid. Big I for intelligent, big N for neat, big G for great, big R for realistic, big I for imaginative, big D for dashing."

McGee laughed. "I meant Ingrid."

Tony laughed. "Mention the change of subject next time, McChangeOfSubject. It was a spontaneous proposal, I nearly didn't make it. I didn't have time to buy her one, unfortunately. But you know me; I wanted our wedding to be in the VERY near future."

McGee nodded. "That sounds more like me, Tony. Have you decided for a tuxedo?"

Tony nodded happily. "Of course it does, McVirgin. I already have a tuxedo."

McGee rolled his eyes. "Oh, bite me, Dinozzo. Oh, that's nice."

Tony headslapped McGee. "Can we stop talking about two things in the same conversation?"

McGee rolled his eyes again. "Is your father going to be there?"

He shook his head. "I pray to God, no. Gibbs is my new dad now."

McGee smiled sadly. Everyone on the team never got well with their fathers. One little screwed up family.

Tony pointed at the jewelry shop, as they entered. The shop owner smiled and hugged Tony. "Tony, my man! When you called me and you told me you're getting married, I nearly fell off my chair, laughing." He laughed.

Tony smiled. "Then what happened?"

The shop owner made a poker face. "I got back up realized you were serious."

Tony laughed and the man spoke again. "All morning I've been taking all the rings out for you to see. I might be more excited than YOU are."

He clapped and two men came out with all the rings displayed. As soon as he saw the emerald, breathtaking, silver ring he knew he had to get it. He knew that was the one, she would love it.

"That one!" He pointed at it.

McGee laughed, typical Tony.

The shop owner raised his eyebrows. "I have to tell you buddy, you're my first customer that decided so quickly and with his balls safe in their place, no joke." Tony looked at McGee, who was scarred for life and grinned happily and widely. Yup, it was perfect.

Tony paid and put the ring which was in a velvet box in his pocket. As soon as they left, McGee spoke. "Oh, I forgot! I'm having lunch break with Ziva. Do you want to join us?"

Tony shook his head. "I better go back in and let them castrate me. I think I'll go and catch up with Gibbs for a coffee. Make sure everything is ready."

McGee smiled. "Do you have any idea as to where Abby is? I miss her."

Tony went to nod, but stopped and looked at him with a scared expression on his face. "McGeek love…McGeeky love…McAbby love…yucks…she took her 'bestie' and went shopping."

McGee raised his eyebrows and Tony rolled his eyes. "Ingrid, McSlow."

McGee laughed. "See you, Diweirdo."

Tony looked at him with his poker face on. "It's only funny when I say it." McGee left and they headed in different ways. Abby and Ingrid walked on the street with ice-cream in one hand and bags in the other.

Abby happily sighed. "What an amazingly wonderful day! I got a new bestie, my best friend is getting married, it's almost June and I'm eating gum flavored ice-cream while shopping!" Abby hugged Ingrid as she smiled.

Ingrid smiled. "Wedding is almost there! I'm so stressed."

Abby gasped. "You'll be fine, Hun."

Ingrid nodded. "What would you do in my place?"

Abby's smile faded. "I'd bail to Vegas. Then again, Tony might have done it too."

Ingrid smiled. "Tony told me about you and him."

Abby shrugged. "I'm not ashamed of it. We were young, stupid and loved fooling around. We both changed, even though he doubts I did. We were just friends with benefits, nothing else."

Ingrid shook her head. "No, it's okay, really. Plus, Tony told me how much he loved you back then. He still does, don't get me wrong, he's too overprotective now, though. Like a big brother."

Abby smiled. "Oh, look, here comes the devil!"

In the distance, Tony looked like a model. His shades were on, walking like a real stud and packing a gun along with his badge, ready for active duty. Her James Bond, God, he turned her on. He took out his shades and approached them, kissing Abby on the cheek and passionately kissing Ingrid. "Missed you, baby. Where are my girls going?"

Abby smiled. "We're not telling you."

Tony went to tickle Abby as she hid behind Ingrid. Tony smiled. "Oh, how about a bachelor party?"

Ingrid gasped. "Over my dead body." Tony looked at Abby and winked at her as Abby smirked back at him. Ingrid rolled her eyes. "D-Don't even think about it, kids."

Tony pouted. "But…"

Ingrid spoke again. "You had enough fun with Abby."

Even though, she didn't show, that remark hurt Abby which Tony immediately understood. Abby knew how to hide pretty well, not from him, though. Tony's smile almost faded as he looked at Abby. Ingrid looked at both and then back to Tony who mouthed at her Foul move! .

Ingrid shrugged. "I…Tony…A-Abby…I…I was joking."

Abby shook it off. "It's okay. I know you didn't mean it. Don't beat yourself over it." Tony sighed.

Ingrid looked at her watch. "Shit, late for work." She kissed Tony and looked at Abby sadly, as she hugged her. "I'll call you, Abby, I promise." Abby nodded.

Ingrid smiled at Tony who smiled back and she left. Tony looked at Abby who was now looking down. He sighed and wrapped his hand around Abby's shoulders as they started walking.

"Are you alright?" Tony nervously asked.

Abby nodded and sighed. "Everyone is putting the fault on me. Like, they DO think you're immature, but in comparison with you, I'm two times immature."

Tony tightened her grip. "Since when do you care what they say?"

Abby shrugged. "But Ziva advised me…"

As she went to continue, Tony stood in front of her and shook her by grabbing her by the shoulders. "Fuck Ziva! Fuck everyone! Why do YOU care? As far as the world is concerned, she doesn't give a fuck! Only WE know what happened behind closed doors, no one else."

Abby looked at him and slowly nodded. "Tony?"

Tony wrapped his arm around her shoulders again and they continued walking. "Yeah, Abs?"

She smiled. "You're my only best friend. Tell me that you're not taking me for granted. That I'm not like people picture me to be."

Tony smiled as he kissed her forehead. "I'll always be there for you, in case you're worrying. They don't know you and hell if I let them get to know you better. I'll always be your best friend, little girl."

Abby smiled widely as Tony winked at her and they continued working while Abby's mind was occupied by Tony's and Ingrid's wedding and Tony's mind was occupied by Ingrid.