Chapter 12. Guys I love you, but you are going to get a rant. Okay? Great. I don't really care how many reviews that I get per chapter. Except I would like at least one per chapter just so I know that is actually reading this…and so I know if I am doing a good job or not so please? Even just one? Thanks. Now enjoy this chapter.

Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: I do not own Abby, Kate, or Ziva.

"Where are we going?" Abby asked as Kate led her down to the beach.

"The Vineyard Haven Yacht Club," Kate told her friend as they started to walk down the beach.

"Why?" Abby wondered.

"Because we have a lunch date with Ziva," Kate informed her friend as they climbed over a wall of rocks separating two beaches.

"We have a lunch date with Ziva?" Abby asked excitedly, "How did that happen?" She had been meaning to return Ziva's texts for a couple of day so they could set something up.

"Because I actually reply to my texts," Kate told her friend, "unlike some people we know." It was sort of a running thing between the two of them. They both claimed that the other never returns text messages.

"Oh come on I reply to texts," Abby argued and when Kate glared, "Okay I have been less active on my phone because l am on vacation and Anna doesn't like it."

"I appreciate the effort," Kate commended her, "but you can still respond to texts from friends. Anna does not have an electronics radar and if she did she would not know how to use it."

"Well darn," Abby said, "I was certain that Anna had an electronics radar."

"Yea, no." Kate replied, "and we are here." Abby looked at the building set back on the beach towards the magnificent building above them. It looked sort of like a very impressive out except for all the tables and benches outside. They walked up the beach towards the building and saw Ziva waiting for them.

"Hey Ziva," Kate called out to her friend, "How are you doing?" Ziva looked around for the source of the voice.

"Down here," Abby cried waving her hands around wildly.

"Hello Kate, Abby," Ziva greeted the two girls as they walked up to join her on the deck.

"Hey," Abby greeted their friend. Then she turned to Kate. "What is for lunch?"

"What do you want for lunch?" Kate asked, "This glorified hot dog stand has any number of things."

"Glorified hot dog stand?" Ziva asked confused, "I don't know what that means."

"Yea," Kate said trying to figure out how to explain it, "Well a hot dog stand sells just burger and hot dogs and this serves a little more than that, but not a lot. Therefore if you put the word glorified in front of hot dog stand you have a decent definition of the cuisine." Kate smiled for a moment then looked at the other two. "Did that make any sense what so ever?"

"No," Ziva replied. Kate looked at Abby for an answer.

"Yes," Abby told Kate to be nice. Kate raised and eyebrow at Abby, "Okay no, but I was trying to be nice."

"That's okay," Kate told Abby, "I appreciate the effort but nice isn't really your color."

"Nice is not a color," Ziva said confused. Kate and Abby exchanged a look and decided that it was just easier to drop the subject entirely. Trying to explain to Ziva something that the two of them only had a slight grasp on was just a fool's errand.

"Don't worry about it," Kate told her, "I don't think either one of us knows what I mean either."

"How can you not know what you are talking about?" Ziva asked.

"Pretty boat," Abby announced pointing out over the water. The other two turned around to look a large black boat moving swiftly up the harbor. It was a very pretty boat. It was also and excellent change of topic for the conversation.

"I think her name is 'When and If,'" Kate told the other two.

"That is a very interesting name," Ziva commented.

"I've always liked it," Kate agreed.

"Me too," Abby agreed.

"I thought this was the first time you have been on the Vineyard," Ziva questioned, "So how can you have always liked it?"

"I," Abby started and Kate glared at her. "Pineapple."

"What?" Ziva asked as Kate groaned inaudibly. Ziva was a wonderful person but she only had a decent grasp of the English language. You needed a really good grasp of the language, a sense of humor and a decent understanding of Abby to really get Abby's humor. Most people just laughed and moved on.

"Let's get lunch and then we can finish this conversation," Kate suggested. Ziva nodded and headed over to the lunch counter. Abby tried to follow but Kate grabbed her by the arm. "Do I need to remind you of the first rule of holes?" Kate asked her friend quietly.

"Um," Abby said considering, "yes."

"When you're in one," Kate told her, "stop digging."

"Right," Abby nodded at the memory. "Sorry about that. You see I don't mean to keep digging…it just sort of happens." Abby tried desperately to look innocent. Kate rolled her eyes.

"Stop trying to look innocent it is a waste of time," Kate informed her friend, "because we both know you are not."

"Of course I am innocent," Abby insisted angelically, "I have never done anything wrong."

"Now I do not know you very well," Ziva said as she walked back over, "but I find that highly unlikely given you are wearing Kate's necklace." Abby turned crimson and Kate glared. Ziva just smirked.

"I asked you if I could wear it," Abby reminded Kate.

"Yea you did," Kate agreed, "And I believe I said no."

"Yea well," Abby paused for a moment, "No is the new Yes."

"What?" Ziva asked.

"Well wet is about to the new dry," Kate told Abby with a smirk.

"I have my phone on me," Abby told them.

"No you don't," Kate reminded her, "you set it to charge before we left and before you start. The necklace is completely water proof."

"Darn it," Abby muttered, "I'm about to get wet aren't I?"

"Maybe," Kate told her, "Maybe not. What kind of punishment would it be if you knew when it was coming?" Abby groaned while the other two smirked. "Shall we have lunch?"

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