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Zach got up from Ziva's lap when Jenny and Gibbs entered the elevator. He stood by the window, watching, waiting, and only when he saw Jenny and Gibbs walk past, did he jump in an elevator and went down to see Abby.
"Abby Abby Abby Abby Abby Abby!" he said running into her lab. She turned to him.
"Zach Zach Zach Zach Zach Zach! What's up!" Zach stood in front of her, a smile on his face.
"I wanna get Jenny and Gibbs together," he said and watched as the smile on Abby's face grew into almost the shape of a banana. It was so big, it could split her face.
"Really? I've been trying for years! But I guess with you on the inside would be much easier. Because the silver fox and Director are perfect for each other. But we need help, so—."
"Abby! Breathe," Zach said. Abby took a deep breath.
"We need help," Abby stated.
"Who can we ask for help?"
"Ducky." Abby grabbed Zach's hand and dragged him out her lab.
"Abigail! Good morning. And dear Zachary, how are you?" Ducky said affectionately.
"Morning Ducky!"
"Good morning Ducky, I'm good," Zach said politely.
"We need your help Ducky," Abby said. Zach sat down in a rotating chair and Abby hopped onto one of the tables.
"Alright. What is it?"
"We want to get Gibbs and the Director together," Abby said and immediately Ducky groaned.
"Oh Abigail. Not again," Ducky said, reminding her of the failed last attempt.
"Come on Ducky, please?" Zach begged and put on his cutest face.
"Alright then, what do you need?" he agreed reluctantly.
"An idea. They need to loosen up!" Abby exclaimed. Zach was sitting on the chair, slowly going round and round.
"Well, the perfect way to do so is to get them out of the office. Take the whole team out, to dinner or a movie or—."
"Or a club!" Zach said, staying suddenly still in the chair, which made him sway a little.
"Or a club," Ducky said.
"Zach you are a genius!" Abby said. "Tonight, we shall party!"
"But I can't go to a club," Zach sighed.
"Then I'll watch you tonight, little lad. It will be fun," Ducky promised, making Zach smile.
"You'll tell me stories?" he asked.
"Yes I will."
"Alright. Thank you Ducky, you're the best!" Abby hugged Ducky. Zach got up and took her example, but hugged as much of Ducky as he could in his short state.
"Bye Ducky, see you tonight." The two left, the doors swishing close behind them. Ducky stood there a moment, contemplating what had just happened. He shook his head and went back to work.
Tony, McGee and Ziva looked up from the laptop just as Abby and Zach got out of the elevator.
"Morning guys!" Abby said, cheerful.
"Good morning Abby," they chorused.
"We gotta do this quickly, before Gibbs gets back. Tonight, we're all going out to a club. Gibbs and the Director too," Abby ranted.
"Abby? What are you planning?" McGee asked.
"We," Abby said and pulled Zach closer to her. "Are getting Gibbs and the Director together."
"Well, I'm all for clubbing," Tony said with a grin.
"How are you going to make Jenny and Gibbs go, Abby?" Ziva asked.
"We'll invite Gibbs here and you and me will go to the Director's house and drag her to the club." Abby and Zach smiled confidently.
"What club are we going to? Our usual?" McGee asked.
"Oh, a new one opened just a few blocks down from our usual. It's really awesome," Tony said, making Ziva look at him suspiciously. This did not go unnoticed by Zach.
"And who'll watch Zach?" Tony asked.
"Ducky," Zach said.
"This is great! We'll work out the definitive plan later, but yay!" Abby said excited.
"Why are you so excited?" Gibbs asked and they were all suddenly aware of his presence.
"Brain Matter released a new CD!" Abby quickly said, and it wasn't a lie; they really didrelease new album.
"Alright, I'm going back down to my lab to listen to it," Abby announced and bounced away.
"Tony, paperwork?" Gibbs said to DiNozzo, who was looking at the laptop. Zach walked back over to Ziva and reclaimed his spot.
"All done boss, just have to take it up to the Director," Tony said.
"Well what are you waiting for?" Gibbs said.
It was almost seven, and no calls had come in that day and miraculously all the paperwork was done, so Gibbs relieved his team of duty. They were all waiting in front of the elevator, when the doors opened to reveal Abby.
"Hi guys!" A series of 'hey Abs' and 'hey Abby' followed. "A new club opened a few blocks from our usual bar and I thought we could all check it out!" Gibbs' minions all smiled and agreed.
"Gibbs?" Abby asked hopeful.
"No, Abs, I have plans. And plus, who'll watch Zach?" But Abby already had her strategy set, he wasn't getting out of this one.
"Ducky volunteered! And I'm sure you can get out of your plans. Please, Gibbs? Just a few songs, then you can go home. We haven't been out all together since... Well, I can't even remember. Please Gibbs, just tonight," Abby begged. She was willing to go on her knees if it would make Gibbs go.
"Fine, Abs," Gibbs sighed and wondered what the hell he got himself into. And then he thought he'd have to cancel with Jenny, making him sigh again.
"YAY! Okay, Gibbs, we'll have Tony and McGee pick you up around eight, and Ducky'll show up to watch Zach. We're carpooling, because parking there is horrible and expensive. Me and Ziva'll come together, got it, everyone?" They all nodded. "Alrighty!" Abby conveniently forgot to mention that they would get Jenny there too. Zach and Abby shared a low high-five behind Gibbs back. Now, to get the Director to go.
Jenny was sitting in her study, when her phone rang. She picked up the phone without looking at the screen.
"Shepard," she answered and leaned back in her chair.
"Jenny, I have to cancel tonight," came his voice over the phone. Her brain went 'yay' but her heart saddened.
"Okay," she said casually.
"You gonna ask why?" She smiled.
"No."
"But you should still come over. Tomorrow. You bring the food and I'll supply alcohol," he said and she could practically hear him smirk.
"We'll see. Goodnight Jethro," she said.
"Night Jen." She smiled and sank down into her chair. She decided to go upstairs and then the bell rang. She walked to her front door barefoot, wearing sweatpants and tank top. She opened the door and found Ziva and Abby on her step.
"Oh no, that won't do," Abby said dramatically, motioning to her.
"Luckily we brought supplies," Ziva said, smiling as the two pushed their way into Jenny's house.
"What are you two up to?" she asked, just a tad bit fearful. Ziva was carrying a duffel bag and Abby was holding what looked like a crime-scene kit.
"We are going clubbing Jenny and you are not dressed the part," Ziva said.
"No. I am not going out with you two ever again," Jenny said, memories of the drunken game they played coming back to her in flashes.
"Come on, it'll be fun!" Abby said. "Please, Jenny? Just this one time." It seemed that Jenny couldn't refuse Abby either.
"Alright," Jenny concede. "What are in those bags?"
"What, you didn't think we were going like this, were you?" Ziva asked and they pushed her up the stairs to her bedroom, where it was revealed that the kit Abby had been holding was full of make-up and the duffel bag contained clothes.
At first it had been tricky. Jenny had refused help from either of the two, assuring them that she could do her own make-up and had clothes. Ziva and Abby handcuffed her to a chair and while Abby held her head still, Ziva did Jenny's make-up. When Ziva was halfway done with the second eye, Jenny caved and decided it couldn't be that bad. Abby had released her from the handcuffs on the condition that she sit still.
After that fiasco was over, Abby and Ziva both did their make-up. Yet, they hit another roadblock when Jenny saw what Abby had laid out for her to wear. Again, Jenny was tied to a chair, while Abby and Ziva got dressed first, giving her time to think it over. Abby wore her usual platform boots, a short skirt, a red Brain Matter t-shirt. On top of it she wore a little black leather vest. For the occasion, she didn't put her hair up in pigtails. Ziva also wore boots for the occasion, high-heeled boots in fact, and wearing skinny jeans, the boots went over the bottom of her jeans. She wore a very risqué dark purple, halter top, that was pretty much backless and showed a lot of cleavage. Her hair was straight and open and she looked stunning.
Jenny still feared what they had picked out for her. On the bed lay a strapless, black clingy top, the kind that was long and hit the top of your thighs. A low-cut pair of skinny jeans with a dark red belt sitting next to it. Although she had to admit, she did like the red heels.
Finally, after having the two sit and watch her for twenty minutes, she relented. They untied her with a smile and pushed her into the bathroom with the outfit.
"Think she'll wear it?" Abby asked.
"If not, we are tying her back to that chair," Ziva said.
"No you won't!" Jenny yelled from the bathroom and finally the door opened. Both women's jaws simply dropped.
"What is it?" They dragged her to a mirror. She looked great. The darkness of the outfit seemed to make her green eyes sparkle and her red hair looked gorgeous.
"You... you look a-mazing!" Abby said.
"Really? Don't you think I'm too old to go to—."
"Don't even say that!" Abby cried out.
"One more thing. Accessories," Ziva said. She grabbed the belt from the bed. She pulled it around Jenny, but not around her hips, around her midriff, right under her boobs. Abby rummaged through a bag that Jenny hadn't even noticed before and produced silver drop earrings for Jenny.
"For you," Abby said and handed them over. "And for you." She handed Ziva a pair of earrings that had a bunch of hoops in different sizes. Ziva grabbed Jenny's hand and slid a maroon bangle onto her wrist.
"We are ready to go!" Abby was excited, Ziva was pleased and Jenny was nervous.
The sound of footsteps had Gibbs groaning. He and Zach were in his basement working on the boat. Well, Zach was sanding it, and had refused to let Gibbs work, so he wouldn't ruin his clothes. Zach was the one who had picked out a nice pair of dark jeans and a blue dress shirt that made his eyes pop. Add a nice pair of shoes he found all the way in the back of the closet, some cologne and a tad of gel and you had a nicely cleaned Jethro Gibbs. So naturally, after all his hard work, Zach wasn't going to let sawdust ruin the outfit.
"Do people just walk into your house, Gibbs?" Zach wondered.
"Yep. The front door is always open when I'm at home," Gibbs replied.
"But why?"
"Well, it's so I don't have to go all the way up the stairs to open the door and come all the way back down. People know where to find me."
"Oh, okay." Zach continued sanding the hull of the boat. "Ducky, Tony and Tim are here."
"I know." And then all three appeared at the top of the stairs.
"Hey boss, ready to go?" Tony asked.
"Yeah." Gibbs emptied his glass of bourbon in one gulp and went up the stairs.
"Hey Duck. Don't let him work on the boat all night," Gibbs said to Ducky, making the older man chuckle.
"Go, Jethro, have fun!" He called after the three retreating backs. When he heard the front door slam shut he smiled and walked down the stairs.
"You think it'll work?" Zach asked.
"I think Abigail and the team will work very hard to make sure of it."
"Good," Zach said with a sharp nod of the head.
The boys arrived first. It was only eight-thirty, but the place was already packed. The people were drinking or dancing. Flo-Rida's 'Low' was beating out of the speakers at a high volume, creating the perfect atmosphere. They headed to the bar.
"Two beers and a bourbon, straight!" Tony yelled to the bartender. They got their drinks and paid. They stayed at the bar, scanning the crowd. Tony was wearing black jeans, with a crisp white shirt, the top three buttons undone, showing off a little of his toned chest and the sleeves rolled up. McGee wore black pants and a beige dress shirt, folded up at the arms, just like Tony's.
Tony was the first to spot the girls, and he nearly fell out of his chair at the sight of the three. They all looked hot. He waved his arms to get their attention. Abby spotted him and pulled the other two to the bar. Ziva caught his eye and she winked at him and he nearly died. She was wearing his favorite top. She was gonna drive him crazy tonight.
The girls now reached the boys. Abby hugged the three men and everybody greeted each other.
The song slowly mixed into another that Abby recognized and she squealed.
"Timmy, let's dance," she said and dragged him to the dance floor.
Tony followed Abby's lead and led Ziva to the dance floor, but not before saying, "Come on, boss."
"I have a feeling rule number twelve is being broken," Jenny said in amusement to Gibbs. He quickly scanned the dancing crowd and found Abby and McGee kissing and moving to the beat and Tony's arms around Ziva with their faces very close.
"Jethro relax," she said and stole his drink, taking a long sip from it.
"I will kill them," he grumbled, making her laugh.
"This is why you canceled?" she asked.
"Yeah, Abby begged me."
"Me too. And they tied me to a chair, but that was much later," Jenny said nonchalantly, and watched as Gibbs' eyes went wide. He leaned impossibly closer, so they didn't have to scream, but his breath on her ear was slowly driving her insane.
"Remember that time in Germany when we—." He was interrupted by her hand on his mouth.
"Yes, I remember perfectly fine, Jethro." He smirked at her flushed face.
"You look nice," he said and looked away as her gaze snapped to his.
"You don't look too bad yourself," she said and decided to just let loose.
"Thank Zach."
"Well, in that case thank Ziva and Abby," she said, and ordered another drink.
"Are you telling me that the beautiful Director of NCIS doesn't own such low-cut pants or tight tops?" he teased and she turned redder at the word 'beautiful' but went along with it.
"Wouldn't you want to know," she murmured playfully.
"I'm serious, Jen, you really look nice." Her breath got caught in her throat at the sultry look he was giving. She decided to hell with it. She grabbed his hand.
"Let's dance," she said as a faster beat came on, and they walked to the dance floor. With Gibbs' hand on her waist and Jenny's arms draped around his neck, they moved to the music. The dancing felt almost natural to him and that was a frightening thought. Jenny could see Ziva and Tony behind Gibbs and was glad that Jethro couldn't see them. It was as if the two forgot who they were here with. Ziva had turned around, but her arms had remained behind Tony's neck. Tony's hands were on her hips and their hips moved together. Occasionally the would kiss or whisper to each other. She couldn't find Abby and McGee, but that was soon solved when she felt someone bump into her from the back, sending her crashing into Gibbs' body. She turned her head and saw Abby and McGee. She shot Jenny an apologetic smile.
She didn't know how long they danced, but Jenny became vaguely aware of the fact that she was now closer to Jethro than ever.
"Tony, when did you come here?" Ziva whispered in his ear, the movements of her hips never stopping.
"Last week, with a few buddies. Our boys night out, remember? You and Abby had a girls' night," Tony reminded her and she smiled.
"Yes. I do remember." She made her point with a deep kiss.
"Timmy, that was genius!" Abby yelled to McGee after they had bumped into Jenny.
"Abby, it was your idea," McGee pointed out.
"I know!" Abby said excitedly and gave him a kiss.
The night was filled with drinking, laughing and dancing, on everybody's part. Abby noticed that Jenny and Gibbs' were drinking out of the same glass and she smiled. Oh how she hoped they would get drunk and make out.
At one point, Abby, McGee, Tony and Ziva went back to the dance floor and left Jenny and Gibbs in a corner. The two were standing very close to each other. Jethro said something that made Jenny laugh, and he turned away in mock-anger and then it happened. Jenny pulled him back a little too roughly and their faces ended up mere millimeters apart.
"Jethro," she drawled and it was just the way she said it that made him crash his lips against hers. She couldn't move. One of his hands was holding her close and the other was tangled in her hair. So she did the only thing that seemed logical at that moment; she kissed him back. That's how they stayed for the rest of the night. Just re-familiarizing themselves with each other's lips. They couldn't stop. However, when Jenny saw the gang walk towards them, she pushed him away. The smiles remained in place.
"We wanted to head home," Tony said as they got closer. "We're all pretty tired and it's pretty late." Jenny looked at her watch and her eyes widened. It was almost two o'clock.
"So, we decided that we will take Tony's car and he'll drop us off at home, and you two can keep my car, because I am in no shape to drive," Ziva said. They all said their goodbyes and the young group left.
"It's late, Jethro, we should go home," Jenny suggested and he nodded. He took her hand in his and led her out the club. When they were outside Jenny led the way. She knew where Ziva's car was parked. Gibbs saw the mini car and they walked to it in silence. He walked over to the passenger side with her, but she leaned against the side of the car and pulled him to her. They shared deep kiss.
"Take me home, Jethro," she said, throwing all her precautions out the window.
"Whose would that be, yours or mine?" he asked, his mouth close to her ear.
"Yours."