Why can't we be friends?

Why can't we be friends? Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Jenny's Point-Of-View

I went into work early so that I could get some paper work done. Ugh paper work is so boring. After a few moments I turned on the radio and started singing along to one of my favorite songs, I'm just a kid. "I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare, I'm just a kid and I know that it's not fair!" Just then I heard a knock at my door. I turned the radio down and sat there in case I was imagining it. I mean who would be at work at 4 in the morning. There was another knock. "Uh, you may enter." THe knob turned and a head with two black pigtails poked in. "Hey, you busy?" I looked at her and smiled. "Not for you. Abby, please, come in." She walked in and sat across from me. I looked her up and down. It looked like she hasn't been sleeping. "Jenny." I stared into her eyes. "Abby." She made no move to talk so I tried again. "You look, tired." She sighed. "I am tired. I also feel nausiated. Anywho, can I talk to you about," She paused, "something personal?" I nodded. "Of course Abby. You always were like a daughter to me." She smiled. "Wheres Rory anyway?" I raised my eyebrow. SHe knew that she couldn't get away with changing the subject. "With her, uh, father. Now what's wrong?" She inhaled softly. "What did you do when you found out you were pregnant with rory? Did you tell the father right away? Did you run away?" I gave her a questioning look but thought better to ask. Soon the dreaded memories popped up like a flashback.

*I jumped into the car next to Ziva. "Hey ziva would you like to do me a favor?" She turend to look at me. "Are you kidding?! You just toatlly saved my life!" I laughed. "That? That was nothing. If I didn't protect you your father would kill me!" She chuckled. "That's only becasue your going to be my new step mommy!" I laughed. "That would never happen!" She shook her head. "Uh huh. We'll see about that. Anywho what do you need me to do, mommy?" I gave her that famous 'gibbs stare'. "Ziva I am old enough to be your sister not your mother. Thank you very much." She laughed. "Ok then, what would you like me to do sissy?" I laughed with her. "Well, you see, could you," I paused. Why was it so hard to admit it? "Could you go into the store and get me a pregnancy test?" Her eyes went wide and she spit the water she was drinking at me. "You think your pregnant?" She whispered yelled at me. Everyone around us knew who I was. I meekly nodded. "I would understand if you demanded to know who the father is or if you never wanted to speak to me again but please do this for me." Ziva was my best friend and as far as she knew I was a virgin. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Laugh it up. A 27 year old virgin, haha very funny. "Jenifer who is the father?" I winced at the venom dripping from her voice. I inhaled deeply.; "It could be either Gibbs," She put her hand up. "That studly blond agent you were trekking through Paris with last month." I nodded. "Or it could be Ryan." She spit her water out. "The actor?!? Ryan Mccormick?" I nodded again. "Or itcould be," I paused and bit my lip. "Or it could be Ari." Her eyes were a flame. "You slept with my brother!" I physically flinched at her words. After a few breaths she calmed down and decided not to kill me with her ninja skills. "If you are pregnant you will go back to America and give the baby to Ryan. You shall not tell the other two." I nodded. Ziva, being the mastermind she is, has a good point. Me and Gibbs both have high risk jobs. I can't bring a baby into that equation and Ari, he's an assasin. I can not put my baby in that. So Ryan it is. I nodded. "I'm so sorry Ziva. I love you but I, I just, he, I don't have an excuse." I dropped my head and Ziva took a deep breath. "Let's get that test and not talk about this again." I nodded. "Agreed." *

"Oh Abby, you know, I told him the second I knew. Nothing abnormal." She gave me a clinical look like she was seeign waht illness I had. "Jenny, you just blanked out for like 10 minutes and you tell me nothing unusal? Spill the real secret." I laughed. Abby knew me to well. "To tell you the truth I don't actually know who her father is." I then told her the story about me and Ziva and what happened when I got back in America. "So Gibbs never found out that she might be his?" I shook my head when there was a knock at the door. "Director Sheperd? Someones asleep on the floor out here. I think it's Agent Dinozzo." Me and Abby laughed as I opened up my door and saw the clock. We had been tlaking for 2 hours. I wonder if Tony was there the whole time. Abby went over and kicked him. "Agent Dinozzo, you shouldn't be sleeping at work." He woke up with a start. "Huh? Where am I?" I laughed. "Tony go down stairs." He nodded and walked away. I sighed and turned towards Abby. "What's wrong Abby? What's with all these questions?" She shrugged. "To be truthful? I, I'm pregnant." I had to be hallucinating right? RIGHT!?!?

Savannah's Point-Of-View

"Miranda! I'm hungry! I'm about to go canibil!" Miranda looked at me and laughed. "Girly I'll make your damn hot pocket in a second." I layed back against her freshly made bed. "Do you remember when we would go night swimming and we'd play marco polo and such?" She laughed some more and swiffled around to face me. "Yeah and you would always get out of the pool and leave me looking foolish." I smiled up at her. "Why I don't remember that." She smiled at me and I remembered her with braces. She wasn't the nerdy type with braces but the, 'mess with me I'll kill you type'. Yeah that pretty much summed Miranda up. 'Mess with me I'll rip your throat out. Love you!' I laughed and she looked at me insanely. "Your talking to yourself again aren't you? Anyways, I'll go make your hotpocket." I smiled as she gingerly got up and trudged out. A few minutes later she arrived with a philly cheese steak hot pocket. She knew I hated those. I picked up my fork and poked it. "Is it dead?" She started laughing so hard I thought she would explode when there was a knock at the door. Nick started barking and Blacky looked up but didn't leave her spot at the foot of the bed. She handed me a pizza hot pocket before walking out to find out who was disrupting our girl night. "Dude! Logan texted you again!" I yelled out to her. I knew what she was going to say but I didn't let it phase me. "Tell him to go to hell, hello?" I laughed. "Only if you insist." I said to myself chuckling. A few moments passed and Miranda still didn't come back. I gabbed my gun and gingerly walked out of the room. I rounded the corner and saw Michael, Seleste, and Miranda. "Seleste you can come with me." She smiled adn walked away from the two that looked like they were about to kill eachother. I sighed. This was supposed to be girls night.

Zivas Point-Of-View

I sighed and leaned back in my chair. I thought of Abby and how upset she is about this. She wouldn't tell me who the father was but I had a pretty good idea. I looked at the agent sitting diagonally from me. I cocked my head and smiled at the thoughts clouding my head...

Abby walked Into the bullpen and scoffed. 'McGee can I talk to you in Gibbs's office?' He looked up and stared at her then meekly nodded. As he got up he looked towards Ziva who shrugged. As the elevator doors closed behind them Abby bit her lip. 'McGee can I, uhm, tell you something?' Abby looked towards the ground. 'Of course Abs. You can always tell me everything.' She didn't know why but this angered Abby even more. 'What the hell McGee! You're suck a bastard! I'm pregnant!' The doors opened and Abby ran out but McGee was on her heels. 'What the hell Abby! You can't tell me that than expect to run away!' Abby shreaked and whirled around. 'Go to-'

My thoughts were interrupted by someone shaking my shoulder. "What?" I said it a little to harshly. Gibbs stood there glowering. "We have a case. What were you thinking about?" I smirked, grabbed my gear, and walked away leaving Gibbs in a state of confusion.

Abby's Point-Of-View

I yawned and picked up my phone ready to call Temperence when someone called. I answered and waited a moment. "Hello?" There was a tiny pause then, "Is this Abby Schitu?" I looked at the phone. "Yes who is this?" There was a quick release of breath.