Chapter 4. Not much to say except that idea's for this chapter came from Tiva4lifeexx and Isabel. They don't know it but they did. Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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Spoilers: The first three chapters
Kate and Abby stood outside the restaurant for a moment. Then with a look at each other Abby pulled the door open. As the two girls stepped into the building, they looked around. They had been told that their lunch companion would have a cone on their table. Abby was the first one to find it and pointed.
Kate and Abby walked over to the booth and slid into it on the side opposite the girl. "Hello," Kate greeted her.
"Shalom," the girl replied.
Before anything else could be said the waitress appeared and requested the drink orders. Kate and Abby ordered a Root Beer and a Dr. Pepper. The other girl ordered a water. The next ten minutes were spent with everyone staring over the top of their menus at the other members of the table. They also figured out what they wanted, but that came second.
Abby and Kate surveyed the other girl and received favorable impressions. She was darker skinned…possibly Middle Eastern, with dark brown eyes. She really was rather pretty, but Kate and Abby knew better than to judge off appearance. So far their cautious belief was that she was very put together and on top of things.
The waitress returned to take their orders. Unfortunately, when she was done, she also took their menus. That meant that there had to be some sort of conversation instigated.
"Well this feels a little like a," the other girl paused, "blind pear."
"Date," Kate corrected automatically and when the girl looked at her, she explained, "The expression it blind date."
"How does that make any sense?" the girl asked.
"I think it just cosmically is," Abby explained moving her hands in an arc motion as she said it. Kate and the girl exchanged a look and then they both shrugged.
"I'm Kate," Kate said suddenly extended her hand politely.
"I'm Ziva," the other girl replied shaking Kate's hand.
"Abby," Abby said pointing to herself.
"Nice to meet you both," she told them, "Where do you live?"
"Louisiana," Abby replied happily.
"Israel," Ziva replied with a distant smile on her face.
"It's really," Kate started before realizing that asking if it was dangerous might be a question for later in the conversation. "Hot," she finished lamely.
"Yes," Ziva replied as Abby smirked, "it is quite hot there."
"How old are you?" Abby asked.
"Sixteen," Ziva replied, "and you."
"We are both sixteen as well," Kate replied.
There was a lull in conversation for a while. None of them really knew what to say. What are you supposed to say to a total stranger? Finally Kate said something because she knew Anna was going to ask.
"Anna is going to want to know what we talked about so can we come up with a couple of things?" Kate asked the other two girls.
"Good plan," Abby agreed.
"Yes," Ziva seconded, "I am sure my grandmother will like to know as well."
"Oh so your grandmother lives on island?" Kate asked interestedly.
"My maternal grandmother, yes," Ziva replied, "she lives on Island. I am on vacation so I came to visit her." She paused, "And Anna is your grandmother?"
"Yes," Abby replied, "well Anna is her grandmother. Not mine."
"Are you not sisters?" Ziva asked surprised.
Kate and Abby shook their heads but Kate saw something in Ziva's eye that prompted her to ask, "Do you have a sister?"
Ziva looked at Kate with a small smile. "Yes," she replied, "her name is Tali, and she is the sweetest girl you will ever meet."
"I have a sister too," Kate offered, "her name is Monica. She went off to collage this year and I miss her a lot more that I thought I would."
"You always do," Ziva replied, "you always do."
"I second that motion," Abby added, "My little brother is back in Louisiana because I am here with Kate and her family. His name is Charlie, and he can be annoying at times but I love him."
There was a pause. "What do normal people talk about at lunch?" Abby asked the other two.
"Music?" Kate suggested.
"Yea maybe we like some of the same things," Abby said excitedly, "I like rock and heavy metal."
"Country," Kate volunteered.
"Techno pop," Ziva replied, "and some foreign music I doubt you would know."
"So much for that plan," Abby told the other two with an amused smile.
At that point their food arrived. Kate reflected on what happened so far as she ate her turkey club. It had started off rather awkwardly, but the more they talked, the better it got. The three of them seemed to get along together rather well. Kate was intrigued by Ziva's story however. Kate suspected that there was something both very interesting and very dark hiding there, but she knew better than to pry.
The girls finished their lunch with intermittent threads of conversation. Then they ordered dessert. While they ate their various desserts, they had a pointless argument on which flavor of pie was better. Ninety five percent of everyone's argument was that it was tasty.
Ziva, Kate, and Abby were all laughing by the end of the meal. They had all been though a rough patch over the past year and now they got to be normal kids. Abby did not have to worry about getting better or not getting hurt. Kate did not have to keep it together or be there for other people while Abby recovered. Ziva did not have to face or think about the unspeakable evils that she had seen in her short life. They were all laughing like old friends.
At the end of the meal, they all exchanged phone numbers with the promise to meet up again before Ziva had to leave the island.
"I will see you later then," Ziva said to the other two as the all rose.
"Defiantly," Abby replied as they walked to the door together.
Ziva saw her grandmother's car and turned to the others. "Goodbye," she told them.
"Bye," Abby responded. Kate paused for a moment.
"Shalom," she told Ziva. Ziva gave her a nod and a smile then turned and walked away.
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