Walking in the door, Bella glanced at her clock. 3 pm. The girls were going to be there in two hours. Sighing, she glanced around her house. It was messier then usual, but she had rarely been home the past few days so she couldn't clean like she usually did. Smiling to her self, the past two weeks played in her head. As far as everyone was concerned at work, Tim and Bella had gotten over their spat and were friends again. But outside of the office, there were the dinners, movies, sweet kisses and waking up wrapped in his arms every morning. Oh, if they only knew. Sighing, she heads for the kitchen, better get started.

~*~

At 5 exactly, several knocks resonated from the front door before her door swung open revealing Abby and Ziva. "Abby, you can not just walk in."

"Oh please, she usually doesn't answer the door anyway. Bella!" Glancing around the house, Bella seemed to be missing.

Hearing a loud bang, the girls headed for the garage side door just as she was stepping through. "Hey guys. Sorry, trying to finish up the laundry."

"Oh Bella, laundry can wait. It's girls night!" Abby squealed as she ran up to Bella giving her a hug. An odd smell hit Abby's nose and Abby pulled back giving her a weird look.

"What?"

"Nothing." Grinning at her, "So, what's for dinner? Take-out or your delicious cooking?"

Bella laughs, "I'll cook Abby. I've already got most of it done anyways. Homemade Mac and Cheese and for later chocolate covered grapes."

"Sounds yummy. I brought some drinks and Ziva said something about a movie."

"I brought The Italian Job. The man at the video store said it was a must-see movie. That and the men on the front looked very promising."

Smiling at her, "Sounds perfect."

~*~

Abby pulled Ziva over to the side "Is it just me or does Bella not smell like…well Bella?"

"What are you talking about Abby? I do not generally go around smelling my co-workers."

"Zee-va! Usually she smells like raspberries, very delicious raspberries, but today she smells like raspberries and something else…and I know I've smelt it before."

Ziva rolls her eyes, "Abby, I am not going to go smell Bella if that is what you are implying."

"Please?" Seeing Ziva shake her head no, she crosses her arms, "I'll tell Tony what you said about him the other day."

"Abby!" Her eyes widen and she judges the Goth. Smelling Bella or have Abby tell him I thought he looked handsome in his suit the other day? "Fine. I will do it."

Approaching Bella in the kitchen, Ziva leans against the counter casually. "Is there something that I can help you with Ziva?"

"I was curious if you need some help. Is there anything I could do for you?"

"Actually, there is. Would you keep the chocolate moving so it doesn't burn? The grapes are in the fridge."

"Of course." Stirring the chocolate in the pans, trying desperately not to look bored.

As Bella reached for the pan, Ziva sneakily smells her perfume to get a weird smell of raspberries and spice. Abby was right, it does smell off.

Walking back to where Abby was patiently waiting in the living room, "Yes, you were right. Are you happy now Abby?"

"No. I know I've smelt it before." Tapping her fingers against her forehead, "It's right there on the tip of my brain."

Ziva shrugged, "She smells like one of those male smells. Maybe she is seeing somebody?"

"Maybe." Abby taps her fingers on her cheek, "I know! She smells like-" Abby pauses, her eyes shoot to the kitchen and her mouth was open, a smile apparent. "She smells like McGee."

"Abby that is-" Ziva pauses, thinking back to the previous day. "You are correct. She does smell like McGee."

~*~

Plopping down on the living room floor, plate in hand, Bella can't help but notice the look on Abby's face. "Abby, what has got you all squirmy?"

Giving Ziva a look, she grins at Bella, "So, how was your date with Timmy last night?"

Choking, Bella coughs as she looks at Abby. He wouldn't, he couldn't have. We agreed not to say anything. "I don't know what you're talking about Abby."

"Really?" Setting her plate on the floor, she leaned forward looking at her, "Then please explain why you smell like McGee?"

Bella opened her mouth holding up a finger but nothing came out. After a minute, she closed her mouth crossing her hands over her chest. "I don't have to answer that."

A wicked grin spread over Abby's face, "So you did go out with Tim last night didn't you."

"I never said that Abby."

"No, but when I asked why you smelt like Tim, you didn't say it was someone else. So therefore, you were out with Tim."

Knowing she was trapped Bella sighed, "If you must know, yes Tim and I had dinner together last night. That is all I am saying."

Ziva's eyes gleam with interest, "But that does not explain why you smell like him Bella."

"Exactly." Abby raised an eyebrow at her, "If you went out to dinner, you would not smell like him. Come on Bella, spill it."

"I said we had dinner together. I did not say we went out anywhere."

"You had dinner at his place? Oh come on, Bella, tell us. Please." Abby pleads, restraining herself from launching at Bella.

Shaking her head no, "Sorry. But my lips are sealed."

~*~

Hearing a knock, and being the closest, Abby opened the door. "Hiya Timmy. Didn't know you were going to be joining the girls night."

Confusion spreads across his face, "What? No." Shaking his head, "Abs, is Bella home?"

Grinning mischievously at him, "Yea. Oh Bella, door!" I will find out what you two are hiding if it is the last thing I do!

Bella's head appears from the living room, "Tim, hey." Shooting a look towards the Goth, she steps outside, closing the door behind her. "You picked one of the worst times to appear. Ziva and Abby have been hounding me why I smell like you."

Smiling at her, his green eyes flash with laughter. "Really? I didn't know they would be here tonight, but I thought you might want to have this back," holding up her spare gym bag. "You left this in my bathroom earlier."

Groaning to herself, "Oh god, if they see that I'm doomed."

"Why?"

Rolling her eyes, "This is Abby we are talking about. I smell like you, she knows we had dinner at your place, I refuse to share details, and you appear with my gym bag stuffed with yesterday's clothes. Do you see where I am going with this?"

"Well, what should I do?"

Sneaking a look in the small side windows and seeing nobody, "Stick it in my car." Leading him, she opens the door and searches for the trunk button. Hearing the pop, Bella closes the car door. She meets Tim by the trunk just as he closes it. "There. Abby will be none the wiser now."

Leaning on the car, "I am going to say it's safe to assume the two of them will be here all evening then."

Shrugging, "more then likely." Eyeing Tim carefully while smiling, "Are you telling me you want to do something again tonight? We ended last nights date a few hours ago."

"I like your company Bells. Is that such a bad thing?"

"Nope." Standing up on her toes, she gives him a soft kiss.

"Are you positive they'll be here that long?"

Laughing, "Yes Tim, I'm pretty sure."

Tim sighs, wrapping his arms around her waist as she lies against his chest. "I should let you get back in there before a search party arrives looking for you."

She moves her face so she could see him and smiles, "See you tomorrow then?"

"Of course, I wouldn't miss it." Leaning down, giving her a goodbye kiss, he feels her lose herself in his kiss...until a loud squeal filled the air.

Breaking away from him, Bella closes her eyes burying her face in his neck, "Too late, she found me."

Abby starts dancing from side to side and sings, "Bella and Tim sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G…"

Bella cringes at that childish song that is coming from her doorway, "Oh dear Lord. Help me."

"Do you want me to stick around?" Tim says with a chuckle.

Shaking her head no, Bella glances at her friend, "It's alright. I got this. Go on home." Watching his retreating back, Bella sighs as she turns to her still singing friend.

She got to Abby just as Ziva walked out the front door, "Abby, what are you singing?"

Grinning, Abby turns to Ziva, "You are not going to believe what I just caught Bella and Tim doing."

Raising an eyebrow, Ziva turned to Bella who remained quiet, a small smile on her face. Abby glances at her then back at Ziva, "They're together. Well, I think they are, with the kiss he just gave her they better be!"

Avoiding eye contact with the other girls, "Why don't we take this inside?"

Ziva nods, "Only if we get to hear about you and Tim from the beginning. That sounds fair, yes?"

"Fine. I promise, I will answer all questions, now scoot." Oh, this is going to be a very long night.