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 noise and was temporarily breathless when she saw her favorite man walk toward her.
"hello, sunshine!" tony dinozzo merrily greeted her.
"good morning. Isn't someone chipper today?"
"Well, if that someone's me, why yes he is!"
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain to the back of his head as if it'd been whipped.
"Would ya be so merry if i told you a marine was drown in the Potomac River, DiNozzo?"
"'Course not, boss."
Ziva just chuckled to herself and packed up her bag, awaited the inevitable *go* signal from her boss.
"Grab your gear. Ziva, take your car. Go get McGee and meet us at the marina."
Ziva nodded in comprehension and rushed toward the elevator. Tony felt a wave of sadness wash over him at the prospect of not getting to talk with Ziva on the way, but knew better than to question the former Marine sniper. His head and ego still hadn't recovered from the last time.
So they spent a long day of interviews, evidence, and boats. McGee, being the only agent cursed with motion sickness, was able to handle the interviews on dry land. At the end of the day, they had 2 suspects hauled up in the LA office, and 6 B-O-L-Os.
"DiNozzo, David. You 2 stay here tonight." Gibbs barked.
Perplexed looks passed between the two friends.
"Not that i mind, but why?" Ziva inquired.
"A lot of bolos out. Over a limit, we need agents at headquarters over night in case a hit comes back that's actually credible."
Comprehension spread over the team.
"But boss, why do you need 2?" McGee wondered.
"3 bolos per agent. You're the computer genius. Do the math. Nobody else speak......until I've had a refill." He got up and started toward the vending machine. With that, ziva hurried down to Abby to figure out how to act tonight. Abby was always good with advice, and she's a really good listener.
"Ziva! This is too perfect! You've got to get together tonight," she paused to do mental math, "This is a less than once in a lifetime opportunity!!!"
"Abby, I get that. BUT HOW?" Ziva sounded so genuinely confused. She then went off on a rant in Hebrew.
"Ziva, in and out, find your center. He's your going to be boyfriend. He's bound to be confusing. Just don't make a huge deal out of it. I know it's hard, but if you make it a bigger deal than it is, you're going to just psych yourself out and you'll have a better chance of screwing up." "You're right, I'm just so nervous!" "Want me to bug the squad room and text you advice?" "Abby, how old are we? 13?" "I know, but I'm excited for you, too!"
The day wrapped up relatively uneventfully after that, and soon enough Gibbs left and McGee filed out after. They said good night, and ziva felt the butterflies start to fly around her stomach.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Do your magician ninja thing and pick gibb's desk lock!" DiNozzo suggested excitedly.
"Tony, do you even HAVE a brain?!" Ziva pondered.
They argued back and fourth, and then tony finally gave in. Wanting to lighten the mood again, tony thought up a little something that
would get the job done for sure.
"Ziva, could you go check to make sure autopsy's locked? I went down after Ducky left to go give the autopsy gremlin a little advice, and i can't remember if we locked it."
"okay?"
The moment the elevator shut tony rushed over to his phone to call his frat buddy to put his plan in motion. The elevator came back up, and the foreign beauty stepped out and came back over to her desk.
"You did."
"Great. How about a paper basketball contest?"
"Don't waste your time. I'd crush you. We had downtime at Mossad, too, you know."
"Oh, really? I'd like to see you try."
After a hard fought battle, Ziva took tony down by 2 baskets into the garbage can. After that, tony got a text saying that his frat buddy was waiting downstairs with the surprises. Tony went downstairs to meet him. When he had gotten the stuff and was in the elevator, Ziva decided to use the restroom. When she got back, she saw their two desks pushed together, flowers, candles, and takeout on their desks.
"Tony, what's going on?" Ziva asked.
"Well, we have to eat. Why not make it interesting?"
"Good point," Ziva agreed, not even trying to hide the wide smile that lit up her face.
Tony smiled back, loving that he had surprised her and that she liked it. They laughed, smiled, and ate together and had an amazing time. He decided to give her the second surprise. He handed her a blue velvet box with the words "Contents, priceless" inscribed on the front.
"Ziva, the past 5 years, i haven't been able to think about anything but you. I haven't even wanted to. I know this sounds crazy, because we've had so much between us. It hasn't even mattered. Ask anyone. The two happiest moments of my life were when i found you alive and when you we were in Paris together. Now, ziva david, will you take this promise ring and promise to be with me forever?"
Ziva just sat there, hardly daring to hear her dreams come true. All she could do was lean over and extend her hand. He placed it on her finger, and they walked hand in hand over to the elevator to go meet gibbs to follow a lead.
While they were riding the elevator, ziva felt her phone vibrate. She flipped it open, and a high-pitched squeel came through the reciever.
"Sorry ziva, i knew you said i didn't have to bug the squad room, but i coulnd't resist. I AM SO HAPPY FOR YOU!!!!"
"It's okay, Abby. Thank you!"
---i know it sucks, but i can't think of anything better. comments are life.
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 noise and was temporarily breathless when she saw her favorite man walk toward her.
"hello, sunshine!" tony dinozzo merrily greeted her.
"good morning. Isn't someone chipper today?"
"Well, if that someone's me, why yes he is!"
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain to the back of his head as if it'd been whipped.
"Would ya be so merry if i told you a marine was drown in the Potomac River, DiNozzo?"
"'Course not, boss."
Ziva just chuckled to herself and packed up her bag, awaited the inevitable *go* signal from her boss.
"Grab your gear. Ziva, take your car. Go get McGee and meet us at the marina."
Ziva nodded in comprehension and rushed toward the elevator. Tony felt a wave of sadness wash over him at the prospect of not getting to talk with Ziva on the way, but knew better than to question the former Marine sniper. His head and ego still hadn't recovered from the last time.
So they spent a long day of interviews, evidence, and boats. McGee, being the only agent cursed with motion sickness, was able to handle the interviews on dry land. At the end of the day, they had 2 suspects hauled up in the LA office, and 6 B-O-L-Os.
"DiNozzo, David. You 2 stay here tonight." Gibbs barked.
Perplexed looks passed between the two friends.
"Not that i mind, but why?" Ziva inquired.
"A lot of bolos out. Over a limit, we need agents at headquarters over night in case a hit comes back that's actually credible."
Comprehension spread over the team.
"But boss, why do you need 2?" McGee wondered.
"3 bolos per agent. You're the computer genius. Do the math. Nobody else speak......until I've had a refill." He got up and started toward the vending machine. With that, ziva hurried down to Abby to figure out how to act tonight. Abby was always good with advice, and she's a really good listener.
"Ziva! This is too perfect! You've got to get together tonight," she paused to do mental math, "This is a less than once in a lifetime opportunity!!!"
"Abby, I get that. BUT HOW?" Ziva sounded so genuinely confused. She then went off on a rant in Hebrew.
"Ziva, in and out, find your center. He's your going to be boyfriend. He's bound to be confusing. Just don't make a huge deal out of it. I know it's hard, but if you make it a bigger deal than it is, you're going to just psych yourself out and you'll have a better chance of screwing up." "You're right, I'm just so nervous!" "Want me to bug the squad room and text you advice?" "Abby, how old are we? 13?" "I know, but I'm excited for you, too!"
The day wrapped up relatively uneventfully after that, and soon enough Gibbs left and McGee filed out after. They said good night, and ziva felt the butterflies start to fly around her stomach.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Do your magician ninja thing and pick gibb's desk lock!" DiNozzo suggested excitedly.
"Tony, do you even HAVE a brain?!" Ziva pondered.
They argued back and fourth, and then tony finally gave in. Wanting to lighten the mood again, tony thought up a little something that
would get the job done for sure.
"Ziva, could you go check to make sure autopsy's locked? I went down after Ducky left to go give the autopsy gremlin a little advice, and i can't remember if we locked it."
"okay?"
The moment the elevator shut tony rushed over to his phone to call his frat buddy to put his plan in motion. The elevator came back up, and the foreign beauty stepped out and came back over to her desk.
"You did."
"Great. How about a paper basketball contest?"
"Don't waste your time. I'd crush you. We had downtime at Mossad, too, you know."
"Oh, really? I'd like to see you try."
After a hard fought battle, Ziva took tony down by 2 baskets into the garbage can. After that, tony got a text saying that his frat buddy was waiting downstairs with the surprises. Tony went downstairs to meet him. When he had gotten the stuff and was in the elevator, Ziva decided to use the restroom. When she got back, she saw their two desks pushed together, flowers, candles, and takeout on their desks.
"Tony, what's going on?" Ziva asked.
"Well, we have to eat. Why not make it interesting?"
"Good point," Ziva agreed, not even trying to hide the wide smile that lit up her face.
Tony smiled back, loving that he had surprised her and that she liked it. They laughed, smiled, and ate together and had an amazing time. He decided to give her the second surprise. He handed her a blue velvet box with the words "Contents, priceless" inscribed on the front.
"Ziva, the past 5 years, i haven't been able to think about anything but you. I haven't even wanted to. I know this sounds crazy, because we've had so much between us. It hasn't even mattered. Ask anyone. The two happiest moments of my life were when i found you alive and when you we were in Paris together. Now, ziva david, will you take this promise ring and promise to be with me forever?"
Ziva just sat there, hardly daring to hear her dreams come true. All she could do was lean over and extend her hand. He placed it on her finger, and they walked hand in hand over to the elevator to go meet gibbs to follow a lead.
While they were riding the elevator, ziva felt her phone vibrate. She flipped it open, and a high-pitched squeel came through the reciever.
"Sorry ziva, i knew you said i didn't have to bug the squad room, but i coulnd't resist. I AM SO HAPPY FOR YOU!!!!"
"It's okay, Abby. Thank you!"
---i know it sucks, but i can't think of anything better. comments are life.
