Title: Favourite Friend
Author: Trista Groulx aka dustytiger
Rating: T (same as the show, nothing explicitly naughty)
Disclaimer: I am an unmotived beauty consultant and frazzled barista who does not own NCIS, it belong to its creator, network, writers, actors, actresses and other people who bring it to life weekly, I make no money from having fun with these characters, just some much needed sanity. I also do not own the song which helped this fic to grow it belongs to Katie Rox, and likely SOCAN.
Summary: Tony goes to pick up Ziva from the airport after she buries her father, but she doesn't want to go home.
Notes: Time for some bachelor fun! This is one of the parts I needed to add. Thank you to those of you who helped me pick the activity! I figured a hockey game was a little too Canadian. Let me know what you think.

"...I need your soul..."

It was a week to the wedding Tony agreed that he didn't want his bachelor party to be the night before his wedding, not wanting to be hung over when he got to marry Ziva. He had no idea what McGee might have planned, but he was sure it would have something to do with video games. He was surprised when they left work and they went to a pub, where they were joined by Ducky, Gibbs, and Palmer.

"I know you said you wanted just a poker night, but it's hard to do that that with five guys," McGee explained.

"This works," Tony assured him as a beer showed up in front of him which he promptly took a swig of.

Just then Tony saw Senior come through the door of the bar. He was glad that McGee had invited his father, but hoped whatever they were going to do was going to be embarrassing. He knew that McGee would listen and not bring him to a strip club, but he wasn't so sure his father wouldn't talk the group into it. He knew his father wouldn't understand that he really didn't have any desire to do something so cliché for his bachelor party.

"Don't worry Junior I'm only going to be here for this part, you won't have to go see the peelers with your old man," Senior assured him.

"We're not going to a strip club," Tony told his father.

"That's good, that's believable. Ziva will buy that. I taught you well."

"Dad I'm serious. We're not going. I don't know what McGee's got planned, but Abby and McGee have an agreement, we don't go see naked ladies and Ziva doesn't see naked or gyrating men."

"So, what's the plan then?"

"After we eat, paint ball," McGee told him smiling.

McGee had been telling Tony for a long while that they should go paint balling but it was hard to make it work with their schedule. After he had agreed to be the best man he knew that it would the perfect opportunity to go, and have a good group who would have fun and not take the game too seriously like some other friends he had played with.

"Really?" Tony asked, a huge smile on his face. "That'll be great!"

The group ate dinner, each of them having a few drinks with their meals, except Gibbs who had nursed one small beer throughout, having elected himself the designated driver for the evening. Ducky was also refraining from drinking after his heart attack. They left to go paintballing taking two cars, Ducky, McGee and Palmer in one, and Gibbs, and the two Dinozzos in the other.

When they got out of the car both Dinozzos almost fell over laughing when they saw McGee and Palmer who had both obviously done this before, having their own equipment. After everyone else got their gear thy agreed they only wanted to play a fun game instead of a battle. They were there to enjoy a bachelor party and splitting up into teams would make it less social. Soon they were all out in the field randomly shooting each other, as well sharing stories. After their time was up they went back to a nearby pub.

"That was awesome!" Tony exclaimed as they sat down in one of the booths. "We've got to do that again!"

"Agreed," Gibbs stated.

Senior had gone over to talk to one of the servers, his hand on her hip, clearly flirting with her. Before the second half of the group arrived there was already two pitchers, nachos, and wings on the table. Palmer, McGee, and Ducky joined them, McGee pouring a glass, and taking one of the wings. Palmer also pour a glass and began to munch on the nachos.

"McGee, this is the best bachelor party ever," Tony told his friend, a beer in his hand, a hug smile on his face.

"Even without strippers?" Senior asked.

"There's only one woman I wanna see naked tonight."

"Aren't you worried about what kind of shape Abby's going to bring her home in?" MecGee asked.

Tony laughed. "Come on, you know Ziva, she's so… Ziva there's no way she'll let things go enough to get even tipsy."

"She agreed to marry you Dinozzo," Gibbs reminded him. "Anything can happen."

"Boss did you make a joke?"

Gibbs smiled a typical Gibbs half smile, shrugged and took a sip of the soft drink he was drinking. The men who were drinking continued to drink, but soon it started to get hard to talk over the growing crowd. It was evident that they could not continue to have their quiet night of bonding.

"How about we move this home?" Tony suggested.

"I think I'm going to let the kids have this one," Senior told his son.

"I'm out," Palmer said, looking at his phone.

"Duck?" asked Gibbs.

"I will get Anthony Senior and Mister Palmer home you boys enjoy the rest of your night."

"Junior don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Senior called to his son.

Tony laughed. "That doesn't rule out a lot dad."

Senior only nodded knowingly before disappearing out of the front door of the pub. Dinozzo stood there stunned amazed that without Ziva there he had had a perfectly pleasant evening with his father. All he wanted to do was get home, and see his soon to be wife. He had no idea what Abby had planned and wanted to hear all about it.

"McGee, Dinozzo, let's go," Gibbs said to them.

"What about the tab?"

"Thank your father in the morning. Come on."

He had already had a great night, and he thought that a good action movie would be the perfect end to the night. None of them wanted to stay at crowded bar, nor find some sort of club. When then got in he was surprised to find Ziva wasn't home, as much as he was liking the guy's night he would have liked to have her curled up with him in front of their TV.

"Are you getting nervous about settling down?" McGee asked, taking a sip of his second beer.

Tony shook his head. "No, why would I be, Probie?"

"You're the last person I thought would get married. I thought for sure if you did it would be in Vegas after a very drunk weekend."

"I guess that's fair enough, but it's different with Ziva. I always knew she was different, and I knew the second I put the ring on her finger, hell, before that the first time she told me she loved me, that I was committed and was going to settle down with her. Now quiet the best part of the movie is about to play!"

Three of them were sitting in front of the TV, drinking when the door opened. Tony's jaw was on the floor the moment he saw Ziva. He didn't have to be a genius to see that she was clearly intoxicated. None of them had ever seen her drunk before, but she was more than just a little tipsy and happy to be in that state. They were now wondering what she and Abby had done that evening. A part of Tony was glad that she had gotten a good bachelorette party, but mostly he was curious about what they had done, glad he would get a good story but wouldn't have the massive hangover the next morning.

End Part 21

Notes: So that's that… what did the ladies get into? ;) hope you liked it keep the happies coming heart