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posted by BarbaraCocaCola
After talking with Abby, Ziva and Claire go to the elevator.
-Hey, do you know how you will tell your boss?
-Not, yet.
-Maybe I could... -Claire says but the elevator stops and opens and she shuts up, because Gibbs is rigth there.
-Hey. -Gibbs says with his coffee in the rigth hand.
-Hey, Gibbs...-Ziva says.-This the witness...
-...Claire Rodriguez. -She says with a big smile.-You must be Gibbs. Placer conocerte, nice to meet you.
-You speak spanish?
-Si, yes, I am from Ecuador. I moved to Miami when I was 18.
Seeing that Gibbs is interested in the conversation with Claire, Ziva walks to Tony. She is smiling and Tony thinks how beautiful she is, she's not like the other girls, she's special. Suddenly his hand glides by Ziva's face, she shivers up all over the body.
-Hey. Gibbs is there, Tony...
-He's not looking.
-I never though we would be... like this... you know after... everything... after...after Michael.
Tony looks at Ziva, her sad eyes kill him inside.
-They are very close... -Claire says.
-Who?
-Tony and Ziva. Look at them...
Tony kisses Ziva in the forehead.
-Hey, that belongs to the past. Everything is alrigth now we only need to tell Gibbs...
-What, do you need to tell me, DiNozzo?
-He's behind me, isn't he? -Tony turns around.-Hey boss! Did you notice that this is always happenning, I say "hey, he's behind me, isn't he" and then I turn around, and there you are, maybe we should talk about that, because it's very very strange... I know a movie where...
-HEY! -Gibbs "headslap" Tony. -DiNozzo, what do you two need to tell me?
-Nothing boss... why did you think that?
-First because you said it, second because you kissed Ziva in the forehead and third because I can see your hand in her hand rigth now...
-I...
-DiNozzo!!! Say it all at once! You should have tell me... Rule...
-...number 12, never date a co-worker, sorry boss, but it's to late, I like Ziva and she likes me, and well, there's no rule that will keep us apart... If you gonna fire me do it... I don't matter...
Ziva holds Tony's hand even more tight.
-I would say rule number 51.
-Rule number 51?
-Sometimes you're wrong. That delete rule number 12 for you two. Just keep it out of the office.
They kiss, one of those kisses that make a person think 'you'll be mine forever'.
-Hey! -Gibbs headslap the two lovebirds. -Keep it out of the office...
-Sorry boss. It was inevitable. -Tony and Ziva smile. A smile that Gibbs will never understand.
Maybe they will be apart, maybe they will figth, maybe they will get angry with each other, maybe someday, but what matters it's that they will always be there for each other. Because there is one thing irresitable and inevitable in the earth. And that thing it's love.
THE END
posted by NCIS_Addict_87
Another sleepless night, another note, another day without Ziva. He didn’t know if he could deal with anything other than another rescue. He folded & unfolded the paper in his hands, replaying the words in his head – Flight 646 6:20 pm accompanied by the words you won’t want to miss this. He looked at the clock… only 8:45 am. What the hell was he supposed to do for the next 9.5 hours?

McGee and Abby stood around the corner, out of Tony’s line of sight whispering quietly. “Timmy he doesn’t look good. He hasn’t slept, he won’t eat and he hasn’t even showered. I’m starting...
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so I'm dead tired right now, but i have NO other time to write before the deadline, and i have no idea what I'm writing yet, so here goes nothing. ;P sorry if it's too ooc for some of ya, but it just worked out better.

Disclaim: if i ran ncis, tiva would have happened in season three, so i obviously don't own it. ;( plus, Michael would have had to suffer A WHOLE HECK UVULA LOT MORE THAN HE DID!---sorry, I'm in a really anti-rivkin mood. ;/

******Friday morning.**********

Ziva heard the faint ping of an elevator approaching the squad room floor. she adverted her eager eyes to the source of the...
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Bitter and Blue- 1462 words

Tony had been acting strange for the whole day.

It was almost like he didn’t want to work.

Not that that was weird for Tony, as normally he spent his hours lounging back on his desk chair and shooting spitballs at McGee. But this time…it was different. It was almost like he was late for something. He was trying to use any excuse he could think of to get out of the office. Ziva’s mind worked in overdrive.

At midday

The sun beat down on their backs as Ziva clicked the camera around the crime scene.

    “DiNozzo,” barked Gibbs, “Go to your...
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posted by soccergal39
----"Can't unsay what you hearrdd....'cause you heard me right. And i won't try to fight 'em back or hide my feelings for you, I unapologiizee!"--Carrie Underwood, unapologize. aka, best song EVER! seriously, I will give you props once i figure out how if you listen to that song!!!!

disclaim: Don't own NCIS or anything but some dvds and the reruns i watch. or songs. sorry, it's the sad truth ;( ONE DAY, Don Bellisario!

****Friday Morning****

---"Why hello, my overly late partner! May i ask why you are late?" the womanizing movie freak that was tony dinozzo inquired of his partner.

"see, that depends....
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posted by mossheart1235
She can't sleep. She tosses and turns, flips, and falls off the bed sometimes, but she doesn't sleep. All she can see, all she will ever see, is the tears that cloud her vision as the blood spills from his chest.
It has only been two hours and she has already cried enough tears to fill the Nile River twice over. The whole team has tried so hard, but she will never, EVER forget the look on his face as he realises what is to come.
She hates it. She hates everything. Everything that has ever caused her pain. Ari. Michael. Her father. Saleem. And now, this.
She sees the explosion. It replays, over...
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posted by mossheart1235
His eyes flick up, every now and then, simply watching her.

She teases him, twirling a bit of hair around on her fingers where he can see it.

He wants to grab it, desperately, but his teacher will see, and his teacher hates flirting. Of any kind.


Twenty years later, he is in the same predicament.

Except now, she isn't twirling her hair or biting her freshly painted nails.

She's aiming a gun directly at a killer, telling him to get up and put his hands behind his head.

Normally he'd be watching her from behind...

If he weren't lying underneath another guy.

So he appreciates the view from below.

Her mocha...
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posted by obsessedbyncis
Invitation

December 24th, NCIS, 6.30pm

Tony was sitting at his desk, finishing his paperwork, counting minutes for leaving home. Christmas. However, it didn't mean much to him. Not this year. In past few years, he used to invite some hot girl to his apartment, usually stayed for a night or two. But not this year. Everything had changed a lot. He took a look to his partner working opposite to him. Her dark, tender eyes were following her hand, writing a case report.

»So, Dah-veed,« he heard himself say, »What are ya doing for Christmas?«

»In our family, we don't celebrate Christmas,« she smirked....
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posted by BarbaraCocaCola
Tony POV

There she is. She is trying to hide what happened… what almost happened. I can see that it’s not being easy to her. Her eyes still tearing because of the shock. I mean, the almost shock.
-You wanted to see us, boss? –I tremble saying this “us”.
-Yes, the people that were find dead during this month have something in common. All of them were members of a dance club.
-So, the killer must be in the dance club…
-Really, McGee?! –Gibbs says.
-So… you want us to go there and ask a few questions? –Ziva says. Her voice seems so sad, so disappointed. I should have kissed her, even...
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posted by mossheart1235
I watched Aliyah last night and came up with this in my head. This is how I'd wished it had gone.

“You jeopardised your entire career and for what?” Ziva snarled.
“For you.” He said it so softly she almost wasn't sure if he had said it.
Her right hand swung up, to punch him no doubt (frankly, he didn't blame her, he'd already punched himself twice) but he was prepared and caught her wrist before it made contact with his face. Her other hand barely came up before he'd grabbed that wrist also. Without thinking, he pushed her around a column and into a corner. Ziva tried to wiggle her way...
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Here is the last chapter! I would like to say thanks to everybody that read and commented my fanfics specially to Cassie R. that helped me chosing the song. Thank you Cassie! HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

Begin Again-Colbie Caillat

Finnaly the kiss ends and the magic dissolves in the air. They could feel jitters coming. Ziva solves to break the silence.
-What was this, Tony? -She says almost whispering.
-I'm sorry Ziva, I...
Rosa, the nurse is looking at them with that little-pretty smile as when she watches those mexican soup operas, that she loves.
-I understand, it was the tension of the moment sorry, I shouldn't...
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There it is, chapter 2, hope you like it.

I'd Come For You-Nicleback

It's early morning in New York. Tony wakes up and takes a fast shower. He has to find her she may be hurt, bleeding, lost or something else. Yes, he knows that she could be OK too, but his heart doesn't tell him so.

MEANWHILE

There's ligth coming through the window. Her head hurts. That's partly her fault, she is not very accustomed to drink as much as she did that nigth. A man comes in. There's no doubt. He's one of the killers that she was chasing. In her head there's a flash of Saleem. She shakes her head a little bitt to...
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This was actually not my original idea. But I told this to myself last night and liked the way it sounded. Enjoy :)

I never thought much about fingers. You don't have much time to, working at NCIS. Most girls are always painting their nails or getting temporary tattoos, while I, I shoot a gun with my fingers.
Sure, I've named all my fingers. The gun finger, the bird, the ring finger, the teacup finger- I know my etiquette- and the all important button finger.
I check my fingers. Still wobbling all over the place. I shouldn't have had all that soda.
I am sitting outside Ziva's hospital room, twiddling...
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This is my contribution to the TFFF round 2!
Its basicly Ziva dreaming about Tony but not the kind of dream she's used to!
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but the words in this fic!


The wind was moving the tree outside the window so that the branches were lightly tapping on it, a light breeze was moving the curtains through the slightly open window. But this was not the only movement in the room.

A beautiful honey kissed brunette lay sleeping, being tortured by her dreams. Her soft but wild hair was like a dark halo round her head, her caramel skin was wet with beads of sweat, her dark chocolate eyes...
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