Sorry it has taken me so long to get this chapter posted, some stuff happened and then something else happened and now I feel much better, but also I have had a little bit of writer's block so I am really just winging it with this chapter.

I don't speak French, so if there are any mistakes, I am sorry.

Please read and review.

Abby seemed to sense Ziva's need for the closeness and adjusted herself in her sleep so that her hand rested on Ziva's stomach and her head rested on Ziva's breast.

Ziva let out a content sight and finally let sleep consume her.

Abby woke to a small stroking sensation on her back, tracing her black cross. Abby smiled at the feeling and stretched her arms out in front of her and then pulled them under her head with a content sigh.

"Bonjour, mon amour," Ziva said leaning down and kissing Abby's back.

"Bonjour, Ziva," Abby said peaking Ziva's curiosity a bit.

Ziva didn't know if Abby knew French or not, so she decided to see how far she could go before Abby would stop understanding her.

"As-tu bien dormi?" Ziva asked as she continued to trace the large cross with her index finger.

"Oui et tu?" Abby responded as she turned her head to watch the woman as she concentrated on tracing the older woman's tattoo.

"J'ai bien dormi," Ziva responded with a slight laugh.

"I didn't know you spoke French," Ziva said with a smile as she pulled her finger away.

"It is the only other language I speak fluently, besides English," Abby said stretching again.

"That is good to know," Ziva said leaning down and kissing Abby's nose.

"Hmmm… What time is it?" Abby asked tilting her head a bit so that she could say the words against her lover's lips.

"It is six thirty," Ziva answered as she pecked Abby's lips.

"I have to go to work soon," Abby sighed.

"Yes, we both do," Ziva said wrapping her arm around Abby's waist and pulling the Goth woman against her.

Abby allowed herself to be pulled against the shorter woman and looking into Ziva's chocolate brown eyes as there bodies met.

Ziva smiled and pressed her lips against Abby's. Ziva moved her lips against Abby's and Abby quickly pulled back with a grown and placed a gentle hand above Ziva's breast to keep her in her place when she tried to keep the kiss going.

"We can not start this right now," Abby groaned as she looked down at her hand that was placed above Ziva's breast.

Ziva smirked and quickly kissed Abby's lips before pulling away and slipping out of the bed leaving Abby stunned at the sight of her naked lover in all of her glory.

"See something you like?" Ziva teased as she looked over her shoulder.

"Oh yes," Abby said as her eyes raked down Ziva's tan back.

Ziva bent over to pick up one of her shirts all the while giving Abby quite a show. Ziva smirked when she heard a soft frustrated growl and then some rustling of the bed sheets.

Ziva turned her head slightly to see Abby walking toward her closet.

"Don't put that on," Abby grumbled.

Ziva stood up and turned to face Abby.

"And why shouldn't I put my clothing back on?" Ziva asked as she placed her hands on her hips.

"Because your clothing is dirty, I am sure you will be able to find something in my closet that will fit you and that you will like, I don't have any underwear for you though," Abby said pulling a shirt and braw over her head.

"Fine, but those are the only clothes I brought, I didn't intend on getting my cloths taken off by a very hot Goth when I came here with my father," Ziva pointed out.

"We can go shopping after work, we will get you some clothes," Abby said pulling on her short plaid skirt.

"Were will we go?" Ziva asked shifting her wait onto one leg.

"A little store I know about, they carry the kind of things you like, I can never remember the name of the place, but when you first left, I would visit there, I visited it every Saturday when I was pregnant, it always smelled like cinnamon and other spices, and it was always warm, it reminded me of you, I brought Tali there a few times after she was born, but for some reason, when I was there the last time, it made me more depressed then happy, so I stopped going," Abby said as she unconsciously pulled her hair up into a pony tail.

Ziva dropped her hands from her hips and stood straight as she watched Abby put her hair up, Abby's eyes gave away the fact that Abby was reliving the last time she had visited the store and that she was remembering that Ziva had left her.

Ziva walked up behind Abby and wrapped her arms around her waist, Ziva kissed her neck softly and she let the shame wash over her.

"I am sorry Abigail, I really am," Ziva said as she kissed Abby's neck again.

"Its alright," Abby said placing her hands over Ziva's.

"No its not, I swear I will make it up to you my sweet," Ziva said as she buried her head in the crook of Abby's neck.

Abby shook her head and closed her eyes tightly before she pulled herself out of Ziva's arms.

"You should really get dressed, Tony is probably waiting for breakfast, I am going to go make some," Abby said walking out of the room and closing the door behind her leaving the naked Ziva standing in the room alone and confused.

"Hey Abs, where's Ziva?" Tony asked with his usual goofy grin.

"She is getting dressed. Where is director David?" Abby asked as she pulled out some bread and put it in the toaster.

"I think he might be awake, but I didn't dare go into his room to check," Tony said with a nod of his head.

"That is probably a good thing, I will ask Ziva to check for him when she is done getting dressed," Abby said as she pulled out some jelly and a small plate while she waited for the bread to become toasted.

Finally the toaster let out a ding and Abby quickly plucked the toast up and put a few more pieces in then repeated the process a few more times, finally when Abby decide she was satisfied with the amount of toast she made she set the plate down on the table along with the grape jelly and the butter along with a few napkins and a few butter knives.

"What? No eggs?" Tony said teasingly taking a napkin and a few pieces of toast.

"Shut up?" Abby laughed as she sat down at the table across from Tony and copied his movements and spreading some jam on her pieces of toast.

"Good morning, Tony," Ziva said as she walked out into the kitchen.

"Morning, your dad still hasn't come out of his room," he said abruptly.

Abby shot Tony a dirty look as Ziva walked back to her father's room.

"What?" Tony whined.

"Do you have to be so rude?" Abby cried quietly.

"Abby maybe you've forgotten, but she wasn't the kindest to you last time she was around, you're my best friend, I don't like anyone that isn't good for you, and right now, she isn't good for you," Tony said with a frustrated voice.

Abby opened her mouth to say something when Ziva reappeared with her father slightly behind her.

Ziva sat down next to Abby and kissed her cheek before grabbing a piece of toast, Eli mirrored his daughter's movements minus the kiss on Abby's cheek and he instead sat next to Tony.

"So Tony, like I was saying, I really don't think that would work," Abby said trying to cover up there earlier conversation.

"I'm telling you Abby, it would," Tony said with a goofy grin.

"What are you two talking about?" Ziva asked as she looked curiously at Abby.

"Tony thinks that someone could land on your stomach in a bunch of water from about twenty feet up and not feel a bit of pain if someone landed just the right way and I am trying to explain to him that someone would at least brake a few ribs if someone did that and that they would always feel a lot of pain," Abby said looking at Tony with a pointed look.

"She is right Tony," Ziva said turning to look at the man.

"McGee, where's my kid?" Abby asked as she stopped in front of his desk.

"She's in autopsy with Ducky and Palmer," he answered with a kind smile.

"Thank you, McGee," Abby said as she walked back toward the elevator with Ziva close behind her as they left Tony and Eli behind in the bullpen.

Abby entered the elevator and waited until Ziva entered before hitting the button that led to autopsy.

Ziva reached out and laced her fingers through Abby's, but she stayed silent.

Finally the doors opened and Abby led Ziva into autopsy where Tali was sitting on the edge of the table and watching as Palmer blew up a glove before deflating it and repeating the process, causing the small child to giggle and squeal.

Abby walked up to the two of them with Ziva slightly behind her.

It was while they stood there, that Abby realized that Tony was still the only person who knew that Ziva was Tali's mother besides herself, Ziva, and Eli David.

Abby felt a bit of guilt and sadness tug at her heart when she thought about this and Ziva must have noticed, because she squeezed Abby's hand comfortingly. Abby looked over to Ziva and saw that Ziva was looking over at her with a loving and comforting smile.

Abby smiled and leaned over and kissed her cheek before turning back to watch Palmer play with their daughter.

French translations

Bonjour, mon amour- good morning, my love.

Bonjour -good morning (good day)

As-tu bien dormi - did you sleep well

Oui et tu - yes, did you

J'ai bien dormi - I slept well