Agent Borin and David

Agent Abigail Borin and Gibbs's team had just finished up a case. It was a hard one. The whole team was about to head out on vacation for the holidays. Agent Borin watched as Ziva leaned over DiNozzo's desk to instruct him on the last paper work he had to do before leaving. Abby bit her lip as she watched Ziva's long legs do that little sway as she pointed out errors in DiNozzo's clerical work. She composed herself and walked over to Agent David before she returned to her desk. "Hey Ziva, before we head off to vacation, let me take you out for drink, on me, for keeping me in check out there." "Of course Agent Borin, but it was nothing, you would do the same for me!" Ziva responded. Agent Borin smiled in return, thinking of how poor Ziva had no idea what was coming to her. "I'll head home to drop off my stuff and then I'll meet you at the usual?" "Sound good!" responded Agent Borin.

Couple of Hours Later

Agent Borin and Ziva were laughing about old case stories. "I remember when McGee dated a spy, god how did fall for that?" Ziva said while slurring her words. Agent Borin smiled coyly, laughed in a sorta of drunken way "Doesn't really surprise me honestly" Agent Borin said, faking a slur. What Ziva didn't realize is that Agent Borin had microdosed every drink that Ziva had that night. Agent Borin knew Ziva was trained to detect **** in her drinks, but she hoped that the microdosing would ward off her senses enough that she would continue drinking and eventually, the dose would overwhelm her. So far, it seemed to be working. "C'mon it's late, let's catch a cab home" Borin said. Ziva nodded and smiled "This was fun, we should do it more" They stumbled out of the bar and Borin hailed a cab. When Ziva sat down she looked out the window for 5 min before falling asleep. Borin smiled. The cab dropped them both at Borin's home. Borin carried **** Ziva out of the cab and into her home. She brought her downstairs into her basement. She set her down on the comfortable couch before heading to her bookshelf. She pulled a specific book out placed her hand on the scanner which the book cleverly disguised. The bookshelf swung open revealing a large dungeon room filled with bindings, a leather medical chair of some sort, sex machines, and milking machines. Agent Borin looked over her shoulder at the sleeping Ziva on the couch and licked her lips.

Ziva slowly started regaining consciousness...

[Unfinished]