See, it's 1:20 in the morning and still, I went through my list of stories. Seeing this one, I decided, 'hey, one more chapter never did anyone any harm.' It was an early fic, and had some potential.

Summary: After returning from Mexico, McGee and Abby do some investigating on what happened in Paris between Tony and Ziva.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the DVDs ;)

Abby Sciuto held up her hand to silence Timothy McGee.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Thinking," she replied, eyes closed and nose scrunched up.

"'Bout what?"

"How to find out what really happened in Paris."

McGee rolled his eyes and sighed. "Come on, Abby, I thought we went over this. Besides, I'm still sure nothing happened."

"Well, I'm not. And I can't just ask one of them. I mean, imagine how much you would freak out if someone asked you something like that!"

"And we can't risk Gibbs finding out, if it is true." He paused, and his eyes widened to the size of tennis balls. "Abby, what if Gibbs and Jenny..." he made odd hand gestures.

"Timmy!" she slapped him. "And you think I'm crazy." She returned to her computer.

"Abby, come on, Paris is a romantic city, you said it yourself. And they were young..."

"Tony and Ziva are young."

"You're really not going to let this go, are you?"

"Not until I know for sure what happened."

"Fine, just don't expect me to help you when you try to test their clothes for DNA or something."

"Why aren't you keen about this?"

"Because I think you're focusing on the wrong relationship here." He said nothing more, and stormed away.

Later, while observing an interrogation, McGee and Ziva were alone. He didn't know how it happened, he just blurted it out:

"Did you sleep with Tony in Paris?"

Ziva took a deep breath. "Why on earth would you ask such a thing, McGee?" She stayed where she was, staring straight ahead, arms crossed, calm voice.

"You didn't answer my question." What was he doing? The words were falling out of his mouth like an avalanche.

"Fine. No."

"You're sure?"

"I think I would know, McGee."

"You know what I meant. You can trust me, I'd keep it secret."

"No, you'd tell Abby, then Gibbs would somehow find out, and I'd be in major trouble."

"So is that a yes?"

"I didn't say yes."

"But did, didn't you?"

Ziva, while determined, knew when she was beaten. She was tired from a long day at work, sick of keeping a secret, or any secrets at all. She finally turned around and grabbed McGee by the tie.

"You say a word to anyone, and I will kill you in your sleep."

"Y-Yes, Ma'am," McGee stuttered.

McGee immediately left interrogation, of course, to tell Abby, while Ziva confessed to Tony that she had accidentally let their secret slip. He was actually pleased.

"Now I don't have to worry about being the one to mess up."

"So you're not mad?"

"Nah, one of us was going to blab it eventually. Let's face it, it's not the kind of thing I keep secret. You're sure McGee won't tell?"

"I'm not sure, but I know he won't tell Gibbs."

"So I s'pose we're safe then."

"For now."

Well, it's been a while no this one. What do we think? Please review, for McAbby and Tiva?