Blackout- Chapter Five:
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Disclaimer: I don't own N.C.I.S. or any of the characters from the show, nor do I own MTAC, but I wish I did because that would be awesome for video chatting with my friends. :P I will never own N.C.I.S. or MTAC, but a girl can dream, right?
Possible spoilers for N.C.I.S.
Rated 'T' just to be safe, but I don't think there's really anything bad, violent, or more "romantic" than kissing (if you catch my drift) in here. Just Jibbs-y kissin' and shippin'
Shippies for the next few chapters:
Jibbs. (Do I write anything else?)
Tiva.
McAbby.
Enjoy, my faithful followers, friends, and fans.
-Metzi
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"I'm going to go look for McGee." Gibbs said, gruffly.
Jenny looked up. "Abby and I will go find Tony and Ziva. They're probably together."
Abby nodded. "Okay."
-Meanwhile with McGee!- (doesn't that sound awesome?)
Tim sat under the stairs, alone. He could hear Jenny and Abby above him, coming down the steps. He could also hear Tony and Ziva fidgeting with each other. What are they up to?
-One Minute Earlier, with DiNozzo and the Ninja-
Ziva crept into the janitor's closet and climbed above the doorframe, sitting on a shelf. She leaned against the wall, smirking. They'll never find me. Just then, the door opened. She held her breath.
"Ziva?"
"Go away, Tony!" Ziva hissed, hoping no one had heard her.
Tony closed the door, silently. It was dark in the closet, except for a line around the door, where the light from the windows in the bullpen could be seen. "Where are you? Can I come?"
"You are acting like a child." Ziva whispered, angrily.
Tony put his arm up, looking for her, and screamed.
"You sound like a little girl." Ziva said.
Tony was still in disbelief. "You bit me!"
Ziva glared at him, in the darkness.
"That wasn't my knee."
-Present time, with Shepard and Scuito-
Jenny and Abby were walking down the stairs, when they heard a girly scream.
"Tony." they whispered, at the same time, running down the steps.
McGee held his breath, as Jenny and Abby walked right past him. That was a close call.
Jenny opened the door to the janitor's closet and found Tony holding his arm.
Abby caught up with her and looked at Tony. "Where's Ziva?"
"She bit me!"
"She what?" Jenny asked, raising her eyebrows.
Ziva jumped off of the shelf and landed on the floor, gracefully.
Jenny's jaw dropped. Abby just stared. Tony rolled his eyes.
Ziva cleared her throat. "It was justified."
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The team sat in Jenny's office, waiting for her to come off the phone with Sec-Nav. Ziva was asleep on the couch. Her fever had returned, and she let Jenny tuck her in.
"Yes, sir. I am here with the MCRT, along with Abby Scuito and Mossad Liason Officer David." Jenny paused. "Yes, sir, I can get into MTAC. I put a rock in the door, to keep it open, while the power's out."
Jenny paused, again. "Yes, you too, sir." she said, hanging up. She turned to the team. "We're stuck here until tomorrow. Most of the power in D.C. is back on, but our's won't be back until tomorrow."
Tony leaned back in his chair and sighed. "When we get out of this, what are we going to do about Ziva?"
Jenny looked over at Ziva, who was pale and sleeping, not making a sound. She turned back to Tony. "I don't know, Tony. She's not in any state to be home alone." Jenny turned to Gibbs. "Any ideas, Jethro?"
"I would say she could come with me, Jen, but I don't have the supplies or experience to deal with a sick Dah-veed."
"I don't, either." Jenny replied.
"You said she got sick in Cairo."
"Yes, she did. I suppose she could stay with me." Jenny said, thoughtfully.
Tony looked up. "She could stay with me."
Gibbs slapped him on the back of the head. "Rule twelve, until David gets better."
Jenny looked at Tony. "No, Tony."
Abby jumped in, on the conversation. "What about you and the boss man?"
Jenny blushed. "It's" she searched for the right word. "complicated."
Tony rolled his chair towards Jenny's desk. He looked up at Gibbs. "There's this thing, boss, we did while you were gone." Abby smiled and ran over, sitting in between Tony and the desk.
"Campfire!"
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"When we get out of here, tomorrow, it'll probably still be bad. We don't want anyone alone in this type of weather. The roads won't be closed, but they'll be dangerous. Abby, you'll stay with McGee. Tony and Jethro, you can come to my place." Jenny said. Everyone nodded, except for Ziva, who was still asleep.
"I also spoke with Doctor Mallard. He has to stay with his mother."
"And how is our resident Mossad ninja?" Tony asked, looking over at Ziva. He picked up a rectangular recorder. "Campfire out."
Jenny rolled her eyes and walked over to Ziva. "Ziva, how are you feeling?"
Ziva sat up and looked up at Jenny. "I was sleeping."
"The power will be back on, tomorrow. You will be staying with me, until the storm clears."
"But-"
"No buts, Agent David." Jenny replied, firmly. "I know you have no immunity to the winter flu, and you are in no condition to stay home alone in that apartment of yours."
Ziva crossed her arms. "I am fine."
"I'm only looking out for you, Ziva." Jenny said, softly.
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11:00 PM
Ziva was playing with her knife, with Tony sitting next to her. Abby cleared her throat.
"Gibbs and the Director made out in MTAC!"
Ziva sat up and stared at Jenny. "Wait, what?"
"I win the betting pool!" Tony yelled, punching a fist in the air.
"Abby." Gibbs said, looking at her.
"Nothing's going to happen to me. I'm the favorite."
That sent everyone into fits of laughter.
"So, about MTAC..." Tony said, earning a look from Gibbs.
"Everyone go to sleep." Jenny said, sternly. She sat down on the mattress, her teeth chattering. She pulled the cover over herself and shivered, snuggling up against Gibbs, who wrapped an arm around her.
"Night, Jethro."
"Night, Jen."