MCGEE POV: How could I be so stupid? To tell Abby all that stuff about me missing her! I probably scared her! Besides, Abby probably doesn't even like me like that. I mean, why would she? I'm, well, me. Abby doesn't want me. She wants someone who understands her. I do! No I don't. Do I? McGee thought as he unlocked his apartment and sighed. He closed the door behind him and sighed again. The team. The head-slaps. All of the things he missed. The annoying orange walls. The big screen TV. His teammates, Tony and Ziva arguing. McGee missed walking out of the elevator in the morning and having Gibbs say, "Grab your gear." Ah, well, he'll see them soon enough. Ring! Ring! McGee's phone was ringing and he raced to pick it up. "McGoo. I mean McGee here." McGee said and corrected himself immediately after saying McGoo.

"Huh. Never thought I'd live to hear you call yourself that." A voice on the other end of the phone said, pleased.

"Tony?" McGee asked. He couldn't be sure it was Tony because of how shaky the voice was.

"Yes McGeek. It's Tony. Funny after all that was destroyed, my phone survived. And now my ringtone is the song 'I will survive'. It fits dontcha think?"

"Umm I guess. What's up Tony?"

"Nothing just calling the team to check in how everyone is. You, Ziva…"

A smile spread across McGee's face as he said, "You wanna know how Ziva is, don't you?"

"Please Probie! Wh-why would I want to know how only Ziva is?"

"Because you care. A lot."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Do too, Tony."

"Fine, so what if I do?"

"Because, Tony, you actually care, care. Like a big slew of care. Like if your care amount for Ziva were to be stars there would be lot and lots and lots stars in the sky because you care so much!"

"I do care for Ziva, though, but I'm positive she doesn't care for me like that."

"I think she does."

"Huh. What makes you think that McDetective?"

"Her smile around you. She comforts you and you comfort her. Your bathroom talks."

"Well, I don't see anything different with her smile when she looks at me."

"Tony, please, she has a special Tony smile that she only smiles for you. When she smiles at you, it's full of warmth and joy. When she smiles at…lets say me, it's a regular smile."

"Really?"

"Yep! And you have a Ziva smile. Your Ziva smile let's her know your there for her and you care."

"Do other people but you notice this?" Tony asked nervously.

"Oh yeah! Tony, everyone knows."

"Everyone?"

"Yes. Everybody. Even EJ saw it. As did Ray."

Tony made a weird sound a cross between a sigh and a groan. "They did?"

"Yep. Abby notices, I notice, Jimmy notices, Ducky does, Cynthia does."

"Well, McGoogle, while were talking about feelings," McGee cut Tony off.

"You know everyone in the office has come up with a couple name for you two."

"McGee don't cut me off-wait what?"

"A couple name."

"Really? What is this couple name?"

"Tiva."

"Tiva. Has a nice ring to it. And I'm first, but Ziva's name is mainly in it. I approve."

"So why do you guys think Ziva and I make a good couple?"

"Well, for starters," McGee began, "You and Ziva always have eachothers backs-"

"Yeah but I always have your back to!" Tony cut in.

"Well, that's true, but with Ziva, you have her back no matter what."

"Give me an example."

"Somalia." One word. That was all McGee said and he knew Tony was re-thinking the situation by his silence on the other end.
"Somalia." Tony whispered. "I went to get Ziva. So? I would've gone to get you."

"Maybe you would have. But while we were searching for her, you couldn't keep up with your work and you weren't as focused as usual."

"And?"

"And…" McGee said softening his voice for the last words. "You said you couldn't live without her. You wouldn't have told me that."

"I did. You have a point."

"I do."

"What else happens between us that send signals to you guys?" Tony asked interested.

"Um well, we have Ziva's boyfriends, and-"

"What about Ziva's boyfriends?" Tony inquired.

"You get jealous of them."
"Do not."

"Oh, yes you do!"

"What tells you that I get jealous of her boyfriends?"

"Well, take Ray for example. You didn't seem comfortable at the thought of her getting serious with someone. And you'd constantly question her about them and once you even tried to hack her emails to see what his name was."

"Doesn't mean I'm jealous."

"Tony, you did extra research on Michael Rivkin to make sure he was okay for Ziva and wasn't up to anything bad. Then to protect her, you went and fought him, then shot and killed him!"

"Okay, well…Ziva doesn't get jealous of my relationships!"

"Yes she does."

"With who?"
"EJ. She constantly shot her looks and was a little happy when she was gone."

"Oh. Really?"

"Yes."

"Oh wow. Never noticed before."

"Your happy."

"Am not."

"Are so." McGee checked his watch 1:00 a.m.

"Tony its 1:00. I need sleep."

"Me too."

"Night Tony."

"Night McGee."

McGee hung up the phone and walked through his tiny apartment and into his bedroom. He simply took off everything except his boxers and flung himself into bed. He sighed and closed his eyes think that tomorrow, he would see everyone. Ducky, Palmer, Tony, Ziva, Abby, and Gibbs. He was actually happy to be seeing Gibbs soon.