Chapter 2
Later that night the team was at a booth at a local bar, minus Palmer of course, Abby manage to drag even Gibbs there.
" Alright, think about what you know about Jimmy. What kind of party would he like? " Said Abby.
They look from one person to the other, all waiting for another one to answer.
" Came on you guys. Ideas! Anything! Ducky, what you got? What does he like? "
" Well Abigail, let me think. " He got quiet for a moment, looking to nowhere in particular " I have to admit now that, well, I don't know. "
" How could you not know? You spend hours together everyday." Asked Tony, looking incredulous.
" I must say that not all people feel the need to share their entire lives with others Anthony. " McGee stiffed a laugh. " But I can't deny that most of our conversations are one-sided. How about you Timothy? I saw in more than one occasion you two chatting in the break room. "
" We just talk about work. Thinking about it every time we spoke about our personal lives, he asked about mine, and gave really vague responses about his. "
" Well isn't he a little mystery wrapped in an enigma? "
" Tony! "
" What?! He is! We know more about your life, and you're like a ninja spy Zee-va. Don't you deny it. "
She looked like she was about to say something but didn't.
" See! "
" Guys! How can we don't know this kind of stuff? We're his friends. " Abby said gesturing widely.
" Looks like we're not. " Said McGee.
" Well, this is our chance to change that. A party to show him we care. "
They spent the next hours brainstorming ideas, Gibbs didn't gave any but his support was there, in spirit.
By the end of the talk they agreed to have a small arty at Ziva's apartment. Abby and Tim would pick him up at his place with some excuse and take him there. They went home thinking about how little they really knew about Palmer.