A/N: I had my inspiration at 11:12pm tonight! I already had the idea that will come later this chapter, but I had some developing inspiration. And the inspiration of a bitch fight. Well, mini-bitch fight. But you have to read to find out what I mean…

Finally I have internet on my laptop! So I can upload this! Yaay!

I did one of those Love Calculator thingies:

Gibbs and Jenny: 92%
Michael Weatherly and Cote de Pablo: 96%
Abby and McGee: 89%
Me and Michael Weatherly: 66%
April (Adiver) and Sean Murray: 69%

Love is in the air!

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Tony tried to shrift his weight as the harness was getting increasingly uncomfortable around his lower regions, but only succeeding in pinning Ziva to the wall.

"Sorry." He said. Ziva glared at him.

"Get off." She growled. She didn't know how long she could be so close to him without kissing him. Or killing him.

"Trying to." Tony tried to move away, but couldn't get the momentum. "Push me away."

Ziva willingly obliged.

"Stay still!" Gibbs called from the top of the tower, and began to abseil down, avoiding the tangled web of ropes. He gently untwisted them, trying not to jerk them and cause the two teenagers any more embarrassment or pain.

Ten minutes later, Ziva and Tony were safely back on the ground.

"That was embarrassing." Ziva whispered to Abby who laughed.

"It was funny from down here." She grinned at Ziva's expression.

"Since Tony and Ziva decided to have a holiday on the climbing wall, the session has finished." Abby and McGee groaned. Kate glared daggers at Ziva. "I would like you to all go to your cabins and get changed into swimsuits, tee shirts and shorts. I will take the girls, and Gibbs will take you boys."

"Slut." Kate hissed to Ziva as she walked pass. Ziva stopped in her tracks, then walked up to Kate and stopped in front of her. Kate glared at her. "Please move out of my way."

"What did you call me?" Ziva asked.

"Nothing at all. Now, please move." Ziva didn't budge. Kate went to wall around her, but Ziva moved over to block her way.

"What did you call me?" Kate didn't answer. "Can't say it to my face?"

"I didn't call you anything. Stop making it such a big deal." Kate was all too aware of all the attention focused on her and Ziva.

"If it's such a… small deal, that why can't you say it to my face?" Ziva asked. Kate didn't say anything. "I know you want to. You're just scared of being shown up in front of everyone. In front of… Tony."

"You bitch." Kate growled, and stalked off back to the cabin, rudely pushing McGee out of the way.

"Close, but not quite." Ziva called after her, and turned back to Abby. "Where were we?"

"What just happened there?" McGee asked, staring after Kate.

"Just something she said to me." Ziva said simply. "Are we going kayaking or not?"

McGee dropped it and everyone walked on in silence. Abby broke it.

"What's after kayaking?" She asked.

"Lunch." Gibbs replied, and Abby rolled her eyes.

"After lunch!" She said, exasperated.

"You'll find out after lunch." Gibbs said mysteriously. They reached their cabins. Abby walked in, grabbed her all black one piece, got changed at Ziva closed the door, and then pulled on shorts and an Evanescence tee shirt, then dashed back outside. Ziva guessed that McGee would soon be outside too.

She dug through her suitcase for her tankini. It was a red halter-neck tankini, and she got changed in the bedroom. Kate was still in the bathroom, it seemed. She pulled on a sweater over her tankini, and grabbed a pair of shorts. She was just pulling them on when she noticed smoke appearing from under the bathroom door. She stared at it warily.

She knocked on the bathroom door.

"Kate? Kate? Are you okay?" There was no answer. Ziva knocked harder. Still no answer. She ran out of the cabin.

"HELP!" She screamed. "Kate's locked in the bathroom and she isn't replying and smoke is coming out from under the door!"

She said the sentence all in one breath, and it took the others a while to understand. Meanwhile, she had run back inside the cabin.

"Call 911!" Tony shouted, and Jenny hurriedly dialled the number.

"Where's Ziva?" Abby asked, looking around. Gibbs swore.

"ZIVA! GET OUT!" He yelled. Ziva didn't come out.

Ziva beat at the door with her fists, and tried to kick the door down. It wasn't working. She readied her stance, drew back her foot and smashed it into the lock. She heard it splinter. She began to cough as a huge cloud of smoke hit her in the face. She reeled back, her eyes and throat stinging.

She tried to see through the smoke, and saw Kate lying motionless on the floor. The fire had spread along all the towels…

And was about to touch where all their deodorant was. Ziva's eyes widened and she quickly grabbed the basket full of deodorant. Highly flammable, she had seen on the back. Not good when a fire was raging around.

She turned on the taps in the sink and in the bath, and switched on the shower. She then put all the deodorant under the stream of water in the shower, and scooped up Kate into her arms. Choking and coughing she staggered out into the main cabin. She could feel the heat on her back, and she could hardly see.

She fell into one of the beds and fell over, dropping Kate's motionless body on the floor. All she knew was that she had to keep going.

She picked Kate up again, and staggered out of the cabin, almost falling down the steps. She tried to lay Kate gently on the ground but there was a dull thud when she dropped her. She felt dizzy… very dizzy…

She swayed gently, before keeling over and landing flat on her back, her arms spread-eagled in the sand. She could hear the distant noise of fire-engines and ambulances growing closer. And closer. She felt someone lift her up, finger tap at her face.

She tried to brush them away, but her limbs felt heavy, and she hadn't the strength to move anymore. She tried to open her eyes, but it was if they were stuck together with glue. She tried to call for help, but her body just wasn't responding. She could hear voices, but as if they were a long, long, way away.

"Kate!"

"No!"

"Will she be alright?"

"Where are they taking her?"

"Ziva!"

"Is she dead?"

"Why won't she move?"

"Why didn't she save Kate?"

Ziva couldn't put names of faces to any of the voices. Except the last one.

Tony's.

His voice rung in her ears as she felt any consciousness she had left drain from her.

As the darkness threatened to talk her to his dark lair, his words resounded in her head.

"Why didn't she save Kate?"

"Why didn't she?"

"Save Kate."

"Why?"

"Save Kate."

"Kate."

A/N: Dun, dun, dun! Who will survive? Will Ziva die? Will Kate die? Will they both live? What will the consequences be? What will Tony do?

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Quote of the Day:

Ziva: (stares up at the screen, where she sees Tony's car explode) Tony!