A/N Chapter 5, another one from McGee's POV. :D Annnnnnnnnndddd Abby's in this chapter! :D Once again, thank you to anybody who read/ reviewed the previous chapter, I thanks you muchly. Hopefully you will think this chapter is good too and you will read it and review it again :D
Chapter 5- Dinner With Sciuto
After getting all the evidence we needed from the crime scene, and after Ziva took over from Tony and spoke to James herself, we returned to work and began researching anything and everything we could about Christina and her entire life.
By the time it got to 9pm, we were all beginning to get tired and hungry.
Gibbs finally realised, no matter how much caffeine he forced down our throats, that we couldn't work anymore and, rather reluctantly, let us go.
I headed straight down to Abby's lab, we'd arranged to meet for dinner after work so I could explain my plan and how she tied into it.
"McGee!" She shouted as I walked in the door and she, quite literally, jumped on me.
She wrapped me into one of her bone- crushing hugs and wrapped her arms tightly around my neck. I slid my arms around her waist and just enjoyed being with her, as I breather in that intoxicating, beautiful and familiar smell that I missed so much.
"Hey Abby," I said, almost unable to keep the widening grin from my face.
"McGee, why haven't you been down here today?" She demanded.
"Abbs I've been real busy up in the bull pen trying to figure out who did it. Gibbs wouldn't let me down to help you," I said, a hint of desperation in my voice as I hoped she'd forgive me.
"Oh McGee it's okay, anyways I've had Bert to keep me company," she said, flashing a grin at me.
"Any luck yet?" I asked hopefully.
"No, this case has me totally stumped," her eyebrows furrowed together as she looked up at me. "I don't like it Timmy."
"I know Abby, none of us have anything yet, and her husband, he really wasn't much help."
"Oh my gosh, Timmy, I forgot!" She almost screeched at me.
"Forgot what?"
"About Tony!"
"Oh yeah, Abbs," I said, rubbing my forehead.
"Did he really say that he loved Ziva?"
"Yeah, since the day he met her."
"Wow"
"I know Abby I just didn't know what to say to him"
"Oh Timmy, it's okay. I don't think any of us would've known"
"Yeah, well we better get going if we actually wanna eat tonight?"
"Yes, yes of course, just lemme get my stuff?"
"Sure"
"Hey, where are we going anyway," she shouted from the back room.
"It's this little Italian place I found a while back, just off the highway?"
"Oh, I love Italian!" She said, as she tottered out to me. "Ready?"
"After you," I said.
Ten minutes later, we were sat in my car driving to the restaurant. It was about a fifteen minute drive to the place but with it being later than usual, we made it in almost ten.
During the journey we'd just talked about anything and everything, the whole Tony/ Ziva thing was something we'd agreed on the way out to save for dinner.
By the time we arrived at the restaurant, it was just after half nine.
We sat down at the table and ordered some drinks, Abby a bottle of white wine and me some coke, seeing as I'd already offered to drive the both of us home.
"So, McGee," Abby began when we were finally settled. "What's this plan you were telling me about on the phone?"
"Okay," I said, leaning across the table towards her, "You know how Tony and Ziva-"
"Tiva," Abby corrected me.
"What?" I asked, confused already.
"Tiva," she repeated. "You know how they like mash celebrity couples' names together? Like Brangelina is Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie?"
"Um yeah?"
"Well Tiva is Tony and Ziva," she said, "kind of like our own little celebrities at NCIS," she said, grinning at me.
"Okay Abby, Tiva it is. Erm where was I? Oh, yeah. So you know how Tiva are like perfect for each other?"
"Obviously it's been like that since forever!" She said, sounding like a teenage girl.
"Well, after what Tony said to me today-" I started.
"About how he loves Ziva?" She interrupted again, a questioning look on her face.
"Yeah Abby, anyway, I was thinking, if they've known each other this long and if they do feel the same way about each other and they've actually taken this long and still not done anything, maybe we should, y'know give them a push in the right direction?" I said looking at Abby hoping she'd agree with me.
"Oh my gosh Timmy you're a genius! She exclaimed. "Why, no how didn't I think of this before? We should've done this years ago! Especially after what Ziva said the other day," Thinking aloud again.
"Wait, what?" I said.
"Whoops," she said, looking down sheepishly.
"Abby what did Ziva say the other day?" I inquired.
"Just how she thought that, maybe, Tony was right for her?" She said, the pitch of her voice going higher and higher.
*Flashback*
"Abby?" Ziva said.
"Yeah?"
"Do you ever wonder if perhaps you have met the person you're supposed to love, the one, like your soul mate?"
My thoughts instantly flashed to the one face I really didn't want them to. The big green eyes and my favourite face filling my mind. McGee.
"Um yeah I suppose so Ziva. Why?" I asked.
"I do not know Abby," Ziva said nervously.
"Yeah you do Ziva, just tell me."
"I think, perhaps, it is Tony. That he is my soul mate. Maybe I am not his, but I think that he is mine." She looked down at her feet.
"Oh my gosh Ziva this is huge!" I said excitedly.
"Abby, no. Promise, promise me you will not breathe a word to anybody about this Abby, even McGee," she said to me angrily.
"Promise, Ziva."
*End of Flashback*
"Guess I kinda broke that promise," she said looking down sadly.
"Wow," I said.
"Yeah Timmy, wow," she repeated.
But whilst they sat discussing this, Abby and McGee had no idea that Ziva was hatching her own plans.