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Chapter 15, December, the Bullpen, Becky's perspective:
"Dad can I go and visit Abby?"
"Yeah, sure just don't be too long."
"I won't." I reply and I walk out of the bullpen towards the elevator, passing Ziva on my way. I pause once I am out of sight, waiting for their conversation…
"Tony where's Becky going?" she asks
"Abby." Dad replies bluntly as if he has given all the necessary information.
"Ah..." She replies, "Be careful Tony you don't want her to start liking Abby's music selection." She jokes, after a few more minutes I decide that the conversation is not that important, and I continue my journey down to Abby's Lab.
"Abby!" I yell trying to get the Goths attention, "ABBY!" I yell again, this time she hears and turns the volume of her music down.
"Becky!" she exclaims and pulls me into one of her bone crushing hugs. "What brings you down here?"
"I have some very important information to discuss with you."
"What kind of information?" she asks curiously.
"The top secret kind!" I joke
"What's the mission?" Abby jokes.
"Operation 'let's get Dad and Ziva together'!" I tell her with my DiNozzo grin
"I'm in!" she says and returns the smile.
"Great, let's get planning then." I say then hesitate, "Um Abby?"
"Yeah, Becky?"
"Where do we start?"
"Well first we have to come up with a good code name, because to be honest 'Operation get Tony and Ziva together' kind of tells everyone what we're planning."
"Yeah, it kind of does." I smirk "Ok Abby how do we come up with a good code name?"
"Well we need it to be only something we know the meaning of… how about operation Black."
"Abby we're meddling with love; we can't have black symbolizing it."
"What's wrong with black?" Abby asks getting all defensive.
"Nothing Ab's" I say trying not to get into an awkward discussion "But perhaps we should use a different colour?"
"How about red?"
"Nope, red does not work for me."
"Why?"
"It makes me think of blood and…" I shudder "…look you get the picture."
"Ok, maybe we should be more original and stay away from the colours?" Abby suggests.
"Yeah that's a good idea." I say and we silently think of codenames
"How about we use a combination of their names?" Abby asks getting quite exited.
"Yeah, like Bragelina!" I reply "Now what could theirs be?" We think for a few minutes…
"How about Toniva?" I ask
"It's a bit obvious." Abby replies "How about Zivony?"
"Maybe, it has a nice ring to it."
"How about Zivozzo?"
"Nah, that's kind of obvious."
"Zivton?"
"That sounds like a robot!" Abby laughs
"Ok, how about Zony?"
"Oh I like that one, it's short and simple. It's just changing the first letter. You're good!"
"I try my best!" I joke
"You know it would also work the other way round." Abby says
"Yeah, and then what would it be?"
"Tiva." Abby replies.
"Oh, I like that. But which one do we use Tiva or Zony?"
"Well which ones your favourite?"
"I like them both."
"So do I." Abby responds
"So what shall we do?"
"Flip a coin?" Abby suggests
"Sure, heads will be Tiva and tails will be Zony." I say and Abby flips the coin.
"It's heads." She announces "Operation Tiva it is then!" she smiles.
"Ok, so we've got the code name, but how do we get them to tell each other their feelings?" Abby pauses for a moment.
"That's going to involve a lot of meddling." Abby points out, "Why do they have to be so stubborn?"
"Beats me." I reply "I mean they know that they like each other, and Ziva even admitted it to us, why can't they just get over their fears and tell each other?"
"Stubbornness."
"Yeah, all they need to do is tell each other and then we can live happily ever after." When I say this Abby smiles, "What?" I ask
"You don't just want Ziva to make Tony happy do you?" Abby says and looks at me as if I am showing a new side.
"Well, no not exactly. I want Dad to be happy and Ziva makes him happy, which makes me happy. But I've always wanted a proper family, you know the ones where the Mum and Dad love each other and embarrass you in front of your friends, but you still love them because they care for you and love you, because they're family. And you see those perfect little families in the movies with their white picket fences, how could anyone not wish for that?"
"But do you think that Ziva will bring that?"
"I think she'll help."
"But how exactly?"
"I want someone to be there for me, because my Mum can't anymore." I reply and I feel my eyes begin to grow uncomfortably moist.
"Come here." Abby says and pulls me into a hug. "Even if our plan does not work, which it will ok, we'll always be here for you, remember that." She says as she hugs me tightly, "Now come on we have to think of a plan that'll blow everyone's socks of."
In the end the plan has a few gaps, or as Abby calls them 'the times when they make their own way to admitting their feelings' but I simply see it as the fact that; we are planning on bringing two of the most stubborn people together, because they're crazy enough to hide their true feeling for each other, and that we can't plan everything for them because they'd go ahead and do the opposite, just because it's planned and they have a gut feeling telling them so.
The plan in its simplest form is to get them dancing together, which will be harder said than done, and then to let the mistletoe work its magic.
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