Sorry this took awhile, DaveX had me juggling whether or not to continue! All right, this was posted on Fanfiction.net before that thing happened. Oh, DaveX, if you read this, I do this for fun. Restraining orders against fans would just lose popularity in the show. Wow, you're stupid (still talking to Dave, guys.)
Tony finally works up the courage to ask his boss. "Um, Gibbs?"
"What, DiNozzo?" Gibbs snaps. Tony takes a step back.
"I just wanted to know if you could let me... break... one of the rules."
The atmosphere immediately changes. "Rule 12?"
"How did you guess?"
"That's the rule people always ask me permission to break. No."
"You don't even know who I'm talking about!"
"Oh, that's true. So tell me who."
"Ziva."
Gibbs is silent, and Tony waits. Finally... "Yes."
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, you have permission to break Rule 12, damnit! And I'm the one who's supposed to have short-termed memory." He shakes his head. "About time too." He gives Tony a smirk and exits the Bullpen.
Tony sighs. Gibbs would eventually kill him with those sarcastic comments.
He barely notices that Ziva has entered until she taps him on the shoulder. "Excuse me, Tony, you are blocking my path."
He steps smoothly to the side and she sits.
"Hey, Zi, how about a date?" The words are out of his mouth before he can stop them. McGee looks up, watching the two.
"Tony, Rule 12." she says softly.
"No. I have special permission." At that, McGee drops his coffee mug. Tony leans over Ziva's desk until they are inches apart. "Come on, Ziva."
She smiles. "Tomorrow, I'll meet you at your apartment, all right?"
He smiles now. "All right." Everything will be fine.
Yes, kind of a filler. The good stuff is in the next chapter. Please comment! (And not with stupid crap. Restrainin' orders? Ha!)
Tony finally works up the courage to ask his boss. "Um, Gibbs?"
"What, DiNozzo?" Gibbs snaps. Tony takes a step back.
"I just wanted to know if you could let me... break... one of the rules."
The atmosphere immediately changes. "Rule 12?"
"How did you guess?"
"That's the rule people always ask me permission to break. No."
"You don't even know who I'm talking about!"
"Oh, that's true. So tell me who."
"Ziva."
Gibbs is silent, and Tony waits. Finally... "Yes."
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, you have permission to break Rule 12, damnit! And I'm the one who's supposed to have short-termed memory." He shakes his head. "About time too." He gives Tony a smirk and exits the Bullpen.
Tony sighs. Gibbs would eventually kill him with those sarcastic comments.
He barely notices that Ziva has entered until she taps him on the shoulder. "Excuse me, Tony, you are blocking my path."
He steps smoothly to the side and she sits.
"Hey, Zi, how about a date?" The words are out of his mouth before he can stop them. McGee looks up, watching the two.
"Tony, Rule 12." she says softly.
"No. I have special permission." At that, McGee drops his coffee mug. Tony leans over Ziva's desk until they are inches apart. "Come on, Ziva."
She smiles. "Tomorrow, I'll meet you at your apartment, all right?"
He smiles now. "All right." Everything will be fine.
Yes, kind of a filler. The good stuff is in the next chapter. Please comment! (And not with stupid crap. Restrainin' orders? Ha!)
