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In one swift movement he firmly grabbed her buttocks and stood up. Ziva shrieked at the sudden movement and wrapped her arms around his neck, while hooking her legs around his hips as she bit down into his shoulder.
"Crazy chick," he growled playfully as he placed her gently in the middle of the king size bed.
(Tony's apartment – Saturday – 10 am)
"Tony?" Ziva asked as she came out of the bathroom, "I think we should head back to Gibbs'."
"Can't we stay?" whined the agent, who was still lying in bed.
"We told him we would return later."
"Yes, and we didn't. I don't want to get a concussion, Sweet Cheeks," her lover teased.
"The longer we wait the angrier he becomes, yes?"
"He'll be angry anyway. Let's enjoy the time we have here." Tony replied, softly pulling on her hand and making her fall on top of him.
"Hey there," he cheekily greeted as he put his hand up to Ziva's face and traced his index finger along her cheekbone. She closed her eyes at this contact, sighing contently.
Tony then gently raised her chin and lowered his lips onto hers, kissing her lightly at first. As she opened her mouth at his subtle urging, he intensified the kiss. When he stuck his tongue in her mouth, she put her arms around his neck, dropping the towel she had around her body in the process.
"Tony, ..." murmured the Israeli against his lips.
(Gibbs house – 5 pm)
The Israeli nearly fell backwards as she was enveloped in a bone crushing hug by her friend.
"Abs," Tony tried to pry his lover from the Goth.
"You!" Abby turned to Tony, pointing her finger to his chest as she straightened up to full height, "It's all your fault."
"Wh...what is my fault," he answered slightly appalled.
"That Ziva wasn't here!" exclaimed Abby and spun around, taking the Israeli by her wrist, leading her further into the house.
The agents threw each other a confused look.
"Abby?" Ziva finally asked when she and the scientist sat on Gibbs' couch.
"I wanted to go shopping with you. But you obviously had other things to do," answered her friend while she gave Tony a pointed glare.
The agent only grinned mischievously at the two woman. Abby momentarily narrowed her eyes at him before something clicked.
"OH MY GOD YOU.." she screamed but was stopped by Ziva, who had clamped her hand over Abby's mouth.
"Sshh," Ziva hissed, "Abby you cannot scream. Not here. Not in Gibbs' house."
Upon her friend's nod, the Israeli released her.
"I'm sorry, but this is so..." Abby searched for the right words without screaming, jumping or gesticulating widely, "Awesome!"
"Yeah," Tony agreed, smiling at Ziva all the way, "Also I don't know why you would feel so excited about it..."
"Cause I'm happy for you, Silly!" exclaimed Abby and punched Tony's arm as emphasis.
"Ouch! Be careful with those."
"Don't be such a girl, Tony," laughed Ziva before she turned to Abby, "I got the idiom right, yes?"
As Abby nodded, Tony couldn't help but mutter, "Of course you got THIS one right," which earned him a double stare.
"Boss downstairs?" The senior agent quickly changed the topic.
"No, he wasn't there when I came over."
Tony and Ziva exchanged another look. Maybe fate was with them and Gibbs wouldn't know that they only arrived a few minutes ago.
"And this was when, Abs?" Tony inquired.
"And you waited here since 9 am?" Ziva easily saw that her friend was lying to them.
At this moment, Gibbs came through the front door.
"Hey Boss, where were you the whole day?"
Gibbs looked at Abby before answering, "I was here. And you, DiNozzo?" The gray-haired agent smirked as his agent lost all color.
"Rule 3, DiNozzo," Gibbs stated smugly, making his way downstairs.
"Rule 3: Don't believe what you're told. Double check. Of course. Should have known it," mumbled Tony under his breath.
His attention then turned to the person responsible for his misstep.
"Abs! Why did you lied to me?" Tony crankily demanded.
"Payback, Tony," she replied, kissing his cheek, "You crossed my day with Ziva."
"Abs," whined the agent, "Boss will kill us."
"No, he won't," reassured the Goth, before giving Ziva another hug and slipping out of the house.
Silence settled over the two lovers.
"What do we do now?"
"I do not know."
The rest of the day passed uneventful. While Tony spent the time watching TV, Ziva had kept herself occupied with reading one of her books. At some point she ended up with her head laying on Tony's lap as the agent gently ran his fingers through her wavy hair.
Both agents were trying to avoid Gibbs, not knowing what to expect from their boss or how to act around him.
It wasn't a hard task, since the gray-haired agent kept to himself, working on his boat and only leaving the basement once for dinner...
(Flashback – Dinner)
Gibbs smirked - since he had entered the kitchen, his senior agent had been constantly looking at him. But every time he tried to catch Tony's eyes, he would hastily look away.
Ziva wasn't better. Though she tried to act normal, her movements were stiff and seemed to be forced.
"They are acting like kids, who were caught doing something wrong," thought Gibbs smugly.
"So, you two had a nice date?" He finally asked, causing Tony to choke on his food.
"Yes," Ziva replied calmly, having anticipated such a question since Gibbs had joined them.
"Good," was Gibbs' single answer.
Seeing his agents surprised faces, he laughed inwardly, "This is going to be fun."
(End - Flashback)
~ Fin ~
A/N: Okay.. Pretty short chapter and I'm not entirely happy with the last part but maybe you like it anyway^^
Decided that I'll end it here. But I got a sequel ready (if you want), cause 2 major plots are still waiting to be told.. (Update might take 3-7days.. I got a new job, yadda,yadda,..)
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