Ashleigh Anpilova


Set immediately after Capitol Offense.

Ziva tracks McGee down and makes him start to think.

A McGee & Ziva gen story.

Written: October 2008. Word count: 300.



"There you are, McGee. You are a difficult person to find."


"Ziva!" McGee hissed, as he dried his hands. "I've told you before; this is the men's room."


"Yes, I know."


"Well, then . . ."


"Well, then what?"


McGee gave up. "What do you want?"


"I am worried about Abby."


He stared at her. "Abby?"




"But why?"


"Do you not think she is behaving a little," she paused. He watched her search for a word and was surprised to hear her use Abby's own word. "Hinky?"


He laughed. "Ziva, Abby often behaves 'hinky'."


She shook her head. "This is different."


By now McGee had forgotten they were still in the men's room as his 'gut' began to tingle. "In what way?"


"Her behavior over the cup-cake; the way she obsessed over who had taken it."


McGee felt his cheeks redden. "Yeah, I shouldn't have done that. I know, but -"


"That does not matter. That is not the point. The point is: that is not Abby. She bodgered -"


"You mean badgered."


"Bodgered, badgered, what does it matter? She sealed off a crime scene. She demanded DNA samples; she even told Gibbs she wanted one from him when he was with the Senator. Have you ever known Abby to be so -" She stopped abruptly.


"So?" McGee said slowly.


"So unprofessional? Well, have you?"


McGee shifted his feet. He and Abby were still close; he didnít like to think ill of her. But Ziva was right. "No," he said reluctantly. "I haven't."


"There you are then. And you have to do something."


"Me? Why me?"


She put her hands on his arms and stared at him. "Because you are the person who is closest to her. Do something, McGee; before Gibbs does." And with that, she kissed him lightly on the cheek and left.



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