A Bit Stranger Than Usual

Chapter 4

Ziva and Tim chatted casually about their weekend plans while they waited for Gibbs and Tony to return from visiting the victim's home.

"So you two are officially moving in?" Tim asked, just as surprised as he was excited.

"Yes! I asked her at dinner last week. We have been packing up her stuff in the evenings after work. She is moving in this weekend!" Ziva said, very excited to have her girlfriend living with her.

"That's a big next step, you know she wouldn't even let me in the apartment when she changed when we were together," Tim noted casually.

"She has come a long way since then, McGee," Ziva said, proud.

Just then, Dinozzo rounded the corner.

"Don't stop on my account," Tony said, wanting in on whatever office gossip he was clueless to. The funny thing about Tony was that he thought he knew it all, thought he was hype observant, but in reality he had no idea his partner and a close friend were in love.

"Stopping," Tim replied, shining a teasing smile at Tony.

Ziva laughed at Tony's drop in expression.

"Why does no one tell me anything around here?" Dinozzo said rather loudly dramatically throwing his hands up and looking into the awful popcorn ceiling.

"Do you really have to ask that, Dinozzo?" Gibbs said as he entered the bull pit.

Ziva and Tim laughed again, much to Tony's dismay.

"...when I find out," Tony threatened with an accusing finger.

"When," Ziva scoffed.

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The day passed quickly for Ziva, and soon her and Abby were getting into the hurse to head back to Abby's apartment and begin packing up her things.

"I am so happy you said yes," Ziva remarked. She placed her hand on top of where Abby's.

Abby smiled and refocused on the road.

As soon as the two had everything packed into Abby's and Ziva's cars, Tony showed up. And soon after his BMW pulled into the parking lot, there was Tim's Benz right behind him.

Tim rushed out of the car. "I tried to stop him, but I mentioned that you to would be together at Abby's accidentally."

"What are you to doing?" Tony asked, trying to sing-song his way into information.

"Moving," Abby said casually, but with a hostile undertone.

"Where to?" Tony asked.

"That is none of your business Tony, and you know it," Ziva stated.

"Why so defensive?" Tony asked.

"Jeez, Tony, do. you really have to do this?" McGee butted in.

"Shut up McGeek."

Abby leaned in to whisper to Ziva.

"I'm moving in with Ziva," Abby said when she'd pulled away.

"I always suspected you were a lesbian, Ziva, I didn't believe that C I Ray bull shit for a minute," Tony said matter of factly.

"I am not a lesbian, Dinozzo," Ziva shot back.

Tony was unsatisfied with this answer, but Tim dragged him away to leave the two women to finish.

"If you need any help let me know," Tim called as he pushed Tony back into his car.

"Thanks Tim," the two called out in unison.

"I didn't have to tell him," Abby sighed, "I'm sorry I put you in this situation."

"It is okay Abby," Ziva comforted, "he would have found out eventually."

Abby nodded trying to reassure herself.

"Shall we finish up?" Ziva suggested, trying to get Abby's mind away from the larger question at hand, would she have to eventually tell Tony she was trans?

Ziva and Abby had everything packed in the next hour, after all Abby's apartment had come furnished.
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Abby took a personal day from work during the long weekend that followed so she might finish unpacking.

It had been nice so far, Abby thought. Still, Ziva hadn't seen Abby naked yet. Abby was most worried about Ziva being more serious about the two having sex since they were living with one another, but that just wasn't something that interest Abby.

Her and Ziva had had a mature conversation about it before Abby officially agreed to move in. Ziva was very understanding and respectful, and while Abby hadn't expected anything less she was worried it would not play out as well. Then again, Abby had also been very careful. So far, Abby was only showering when she was home alone and when she changed she went into the bathroom and locked the door behind her.

Ziva was very unlike Abby in this way. She changed in front of Abby as if it was no big deal, and when Ziva showered, if Abby needed to wash up or get something from the bathroom Ziva welcomed her in.

Last night when Ziva was showering, Abby needed to use the bathroom and Ziva said Abby  could while she showered. However, Abby waited the next thirty or so minutes before using the restroom as she was scared of Ziva looking through the translucent shower curtain and seeing her, and seeing it.

"Abs," Ziva insisted, "I promise I won't look, just pee."

"I can't," Abby stuttered, ashamed. She was trying really hard to be more open but she was worried she would scare Ziva away.

"Okay," Ziva had said, sounding audibly disappointed over the sound of the shower.

Abby tried to shake the thought from her head. She had started changing her shirt in front of Abby, exposing her nearly flat chest. To clarify though, Abby wasn't ashamed of her chest, her mother had been a very flat woman as well; she knew not all women had a large chest.

Ziva smiled as she had watched Abby change out of her black turtleneck and into a more comfy Michigan Mortuary band shirt. The smile wasn't a sexual one, Ziva was just so happy to see Abby growing more comfortable in their shared home; it wasn't as if Ziva hadn't noticed Abby's behavior.

Abby was still often uncomfortable in bed. She couldn't tuck while asleep, but she worried about cuddling up to Ziva. As for now she had stuck to keeping her back turned or her legs crossed while in bed.

Of course Ziva knew what was in her sleeper shorts, but it was the idea of having to physically acknowledge what was there that Abby wanted to avoid doing at all costs. Of course she wasn't entirely uncomfortable with her penis, but she honestly wasn't sure if she wanted bottom surgery, but it was the idea, what it signified.

Abby was just so glad that Ziva understood.