Tony didn't come to Ziva's ceremony of getting American citizenship. She was heartbroken, thought he did not care, and left in Israel for a vacation. Tony barely caught her plane.
I've hardly made it. I mean, I came to the airport ten minutes before her flight and besides, no one would let me on the plane if I wouldn't show my badge. Great. Now she's sitting really really far from me and… yeah, it sucks. I know I shouldn't have accept Vance's 'wish' me sending God knows where mission. That's why I came back and caught Ziva's plane before she could ran away from my life. Damn.
Uh. I can see her, indeed. She's leaning on the window, her face full of sorrow. It tears my heart apart. Though I deserve it. I really should have come. But, yeah, I screwed up, as I always do.
Even if I'm determinated I'm gonna fix those things between me and my lovely former co-worker, I am really ready to admit it; I am scared. Though DiNozzos do not scare. Especially not because of women. Well, that might be not entirely true. Everyone should be afraid of Zee-vah. Though she's a woman.
And, here we go; my first oportunity. The first turbulence is over and passengers can finally stand up. I really have to pee, but I guess I'm gonna survive.
Still leaning on the glass. Her eyes… God. She seems so sad. I think I am crazy, but really can see a little tear in her eye. Okay, DiNozzo. Just do it.
I can't!
Do it.
Can't! She's gonna kill me with a paperclip!
Are you afraid of paperclip?! Come on, Tony! Remember, who are you?
Anthony DiNozzo.
And who's boss?
Um… Gibbs?
WRONG!
Ziva?
Oh, you better shut up. Just say something.
Wonderful. That's brilliant. Amazing. I'm talking to myself now. I'm impressed. I took a VERY deep breath and slowly took a free seat beside her.
»Ziva.« I know she noticed me. Probably she knew I was on the plane even when I didn't realise that. Wow. That's why I love her. But I still can't get paperclip out of my head.
»Great,« she mutters bitterly, »Are you stalking me? Oh, yes, of course not. If you would, you would damn showed up on that shitty ceremony!« Augh. First thing I have learnt about Ziva David: Never piss her off. I've just broken it. God. I'm busted. And where she hides paperclips?
»Ziva,« I repeat softly, »I… I can't tell you how sorry I am. And… that I really should have come on your shitty ceremony.«
She remains quiet for a moment and then replied: »Oh, yeah, you really should have.«
God, she screwed me up. Not that I'm surprised.
»Zee-vah,« I say, again, »Why don't you believe me?« Ha. I can say I am really proud of that. But where the hell are paperclips?!
Her face freezes. I think she doesn't really know what to say.
»Tony,« she says, and it feels so damn good hearing my name with her voice, »I… I actually do belive you, I'm just-«
»Angry?« I say, paperclips dancing around my head. She nodds.
»Yeah, something like that.«
»But… why are you angry? I mean…« I stop for a moment, »Gibbs didn't come, too. But you didn't left because of Gibbs. You're not even angry of him.« Wow. I'm genius. I can say I didn't even think of that option. You know which.
I think she just stopped breathing.
»T-tony,« she whispers, »You are not Gibbs.« Her eyes tells more then thousands of I LOVE YOUs. God, she has beautiful eyes. You lose yourself looking in these deep brown little buttons, always full of emotions she doesn't express. Usually are full of tense. Maybe anger. Hurt. But when she relaxes, in the moments she forgets about other things she hides deep inside. Right now, I guess it's… Okay, I won't say it. And forget about paperclips.
»Ziva,« I whisper too, »You… can't imagine how much I wished I'd be there for you. Cause I… I can't live without you, hell! You think it was easy for me?! That I wasn't standing beside you on one of the biggest days in your life?!« Yay, I really didn't mean to say it that way, but it seems pretty good! Like in a- NO MOVIES, WHEN YOU'RE WITH ZIVA, REMEMBER?! Good.
She drops a look. »Tony,« she stutters, - Wait. She stutters?! – »I… I'm sorry. For… blaming you for everything. And… Thank you.« Jeeze, why she has to look me into my eyes?! It makes me sick! It makes me-
No words. I just… Kiss her. Ow, it feels so good… Her lips caressing mine, she wraps her arms around my neck, I wrap her even more tightly. Ziva Ziva Ziva! That makes me want scream it all over the world, our little secret that no one shouldn't probably know. Including Gibbs. Including Gibbs a lot.
But who actually cares about Gibbs right now? When her soft, passionate lips kiss mine and I reply the same?
»That's what I wanted to tell before… It interrupted,« I say, heavily breathing, »I love you, Zee-vah.«
She's breathnig heavily too, but replies: »I love you more.«
»Liar,« I say and kiss her again.
»So,« she breaks the kiss, »You tell Gibbs.«
»Must we tell him?« I say, reluctantly.
»Not really,« she moanes, »For now.« And kisses me again.
»Sir,« I hear voice coming from really far away. »Sir,« the annoying woman repeats. Is she having a problem with our kissing? Let us some privacy, please. I pull my fingers out of Ziva's blouse and take my badge from my pocket. Woman shuts up, thankfully. Let's return where we just left.
Now tell me if I should continue. ;DD Hope you like it.
I've hardly made it. I mean, I came to the airport ten minutes before her flight and besides, no one would let me on the plane if I wouldn't show my badge. Great. Now she's sitting really really far from me and… yeah, it sucks. I know I shouldn't have accept Vance's 'wish' me sending God knows where mission. That's why I came back and caught Ziva's plane before she could ran away from my life. Damn.
Uh. I can see her, indeed. She's leaning on the window, her face full of sorrow. It tears my heart apart. Though I deserve it. I really should have come. But, yeah, I screwed up, as I always do.
Even if I'm determinated I'm gonna fix those things between me and my lovely former co-worker, I am really ready to admit it; I am scared. Though DiNozzos do not scare. Especially not because of women. Well, that might be not entirely true. Everyone should be afraid of Zee-vah. Though she's a woman.
And, here we go; my first oportunity. The first turbulence is over and passengers can finally stand up. I really have to pee, but I guess I'm gonna survive.
Still leaning on the glass. Her eyes… God. She seems so sad. I think I am crazy, but really can see a little tear in her eye. Okay, DiNozzo. Just do it.
I can't!
Do it.
Can't! She's gonna kill me with a paperclip!
Are you afraid of paperclip?! Come on, Tony! Remember, who are you?
Anthony DiNozzo.
And who's boss?
Um… Gibbs?
WRONG!
Ziva?
Oh, you better shut up. Just say something.
Wonderful. That's brilliant. Amazing. I'm talking to myself now. I'm impressed. I took a VERY deep breath and slowly took a free seat beside her.
»Ziva.« I know she noticed me. Probably she knew I was on the plane even when I didn't realise that. Wow. That's why I love her. But I still can't get paperclip out of my head.
»Great,« she mutters bitterly, »Are you stalking me? Oh, yes, of course not. If you would, you would damn showed up on that shitty ceremony!« Augh. First thing I have learnt about Ziva David: Never piss her off. I've just broken it. God. I'm busted. And where she hides paperclips?
»Ziva,« I repeat softly, »I… I can't tell you how sorry I am. And… that I really should have come on your shitty ceremony.«
She remains quiet for a moment and then replied: »Oh, yeah, you really should have.«
God, she screwed me up. Not that I'm surprised.
»Zee-vah,« I say, again, »Why don't you believe me?« Ha. I can say I am really proud of that. But where the hell are paperclips?!
Her face freezes. I think she doesn't really know what to say.
»Tony,« she says, and it feels so damn good hearing my name with her voice, »I… I actually do belive you, I'm just-«
»Angry?« I say, paperclips dancing around my head. She nodds.
»Yeah, something like that.«
»But… why are you angry? I mean…« I stop for a moment, »Gibbs didn't come, too. But you didn't left because of Gibbs. You're not even angry of him.« Wow. I'm genius. I can say I didn't even think of that option. You know which.
I think she just stopped breathing.
»T-tony,« she whispers, »You are not Gibbs.« Her eyes tells more then thousands of I LOVE YOUs. God, she has beautiful eyes. You lose yourself looking in these deep brown little buttons, always full of emotions she doesn't express. Usually are full of tense. Maybe anger. Hurt. But when she relaxes, in the moments she forgets about other things she hides deep inside. Right now, I guess it's… Okay, I won't say it. And forget about paperclips.
»Ziva,« I whisper too, »You… can't imagine how much I wished I'd be there for you. Cause I… I can't live without you, hell! You think it was easy for me?! That I wasn't standing beside you on one of the biggest days in your life?!« Yay, I really didn't mean to say it that way, but it seems pretty good! Like in a- NO MOVIES, WHEN YOU'RE WITH ZIVA, REMEMBER?! Good.
She drops a look. »Tony,« she stutters, - Wait. She stutters?! – »I… I'm sorry. For… blaming you for everything. And… Thank you.« Jeeze, why she has to look me into my eyes?! It makes me sick! It makes me-
No words. I just… Kiss her. Ow, it feels so good… Her lips caressing mine, she wraps her arms around my neck, I wrap her even more tightly. Ziva Ziva Ziva! That makes me want scream it all over the world, our little secret that no one shouldn't probably know. Including Gibbs. Including Gibbs a lot.
But who actually cares about Gibbs right now? When her soft, passionate lips kiss mine and I reply the same?
»That's what I wanted to tell before… It interrupted,« I say, heavily breathing, »I love you, Zee-vah.«
She's breathnig heavily too, but replies: »I love you more.«
»Liar,« I say and kiss her again.
»So,« she breaks the kiss, »You tell Gibbs.«
»Must we tell him?« I say, reluctantly.
»Not really,« she moanes, »For now.« And kisses me again.
»Sir,« I hear voice coming from really far away. »Sir,« the annoying woman repeats. Is she having a problem with our kissing? Let us some privacy, please. I pull my fingers out of Ziva's blouse and take my badge from my pocket. Woman shuts up, thankfully. Let's return where we just left.
Now tell me if I should continue. ;DD Hope you like it.