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Hey everyone, just so you know this is a lesbian fic so if that offends you, you probably don't want to read it, just saying. Let me know in the reviews if you want me to keep going!

Ziva was walking down the hallway, minding her own business, when Abby plowed into her.

"ZIVA! Guess what? Guess what? Guess what!"

Ziva calmly distangled Abby's arms from around her neck. "Abby. How many calf-pows have you had today?"

Abby paused and smiled cheekily. "Let's see... four, I think?"

"Abby! It is only 10 a.m.!"

"I know. Isn't it great? Anyway, guess already!"

"Umm..." Ziva pretended to be completely stumped. "You won tickets to another Brain Eater concert."

"Not Brain Eater... Brain Matter, Ziva. But, no. I think we should have a girls' night this Friday! What do you say? I have this new movie..."

"Hmmm... it sounds, interesting, yes? Sure, I believe I will be able to come."

Abby hugged her again and squealed. "Great! I'll pick you up on Friday night at 6!"

Ziva smiled at her and watched as Abby walked away, wishing that this was a date, not a night between just friends.

She was in love with Abby. If you could call it that. Can you call it love when the other person does not love you back? She was shoulder over heels for Abby. Beautiful, spunky, Abby. It had started earlier this year. It took her completely by surprise. They had become good friends, but one day, Ziva realized that she felt something... more. Ziva had known from a young age that she was bisexual, although she refrained from mentioning it to anyone because she knew her culture would not accept her, not in that way. She had only loved one other woman: her young, girl-hood friend. But she had not had the guts to say anything. Even though she was an assassin, matters of the heart were difficult for her. Simply put, she was scared that Abby wouldn't love her back.