Hi Everyone, this is my first fanfict so I hope you like it. This chapter is very short but it is giving you a taste of what's to come. Please tell me what you think and if I should continue. This is a case fict as well. ~ Tiva but you might need to wait a few chapters ~

Disclaimer: Unfortunatly I don't own NCIS, if I did there would be more Tiva!

Tsari XOXO

It was Monday morning and Tony knew already knew he was not going to make it through the day, even though it was only nine o'clock in the morning, everything that day had already gone wrong. Finally, the elevator reached level 2 and Tony stepped out, partially preparing himself for Gibbs to yell something at him. The moment he stepped out of the elevator something seemed different. His eyes scanned the room before Ziva caught his attention. She stood by the window, yelling somelanguage, he could only guess was Hebrew, into her phone. He cautiously walked past her, careful not to get hit by her flamboyant hand gestures. Ziva had obviously not noticed him as she resorted to English to try and win her battle "Michael, listen to me!" When she had got the persons attention she went back to Hebrew.

Meanwhile Tony had carefully slinked over to McGee's desk.

"What's going on with Ziva?" Tony questioned

"I don't know, she's been on the phone all morning!"

The two watched as Ziva hung up the phone and sat back down at her desk, quietly murmuring something to herself. Tony to, followed suit and went back to his desk.

An hour later Ziva was getting angry at Tony, because for the last hour had done nothing but stare curiously at her.

"What?" she yelled causing Tony's head to dart up from the work he was doing. "Why do you keep on looking at me like I'm some sort of... dead dog?"

Tony's confusion mounted "dead dog?"

"Whatever" she muttered to herself.

"Trouble in paradise?" tony asked, half excepting her to not understand.

She cocked her head to the side in confusion before continuing "Nothing about my life is paradise, Tony"

Concerned by this, Tony slowly got up and made his way over to Ziva. "Everything OK?"

"Fine" she muttered

"Ziva?" he asked again smiling charmingly at her.

"Everything is fine" she said, the frustration now present in her voice

His rebuttal was interrupted by Gibbs storming through the squad room yelling "Everyone, grab your gear!"

***

The team arrived at The Louis Hotel in Georgetown a bit after 10am. The crime scene was one of the hotel's grand suits on the 12th floor. Upon entering the room the team's attention was immediately drawn to the man lying naked and coiled in bed sheets on the massive four poster. The bed was in a state of disarray whereas the rest of the room was left virtually untouched.

"The guys at the front desk said he checked in around 9pm last night. The room was under the name John Doices" Tony announced as he entered the room.

"No signs of forced entry, Boss" McGee pointed out to Gibbs as he farther acest the locks and windows. "And it looked like the petty officer had a woman here too"

"No? Really McGee" Tony mocked. "I wonder what they were doing."

"Well maybe they had sex and then she killed him. It explains why there was no forced entry"

"A black widow"

"Mates and then kills" Ziva said, before catching Tony's glance. It was the first time she had said something since they had arrived.

"Out of all the English expressions how do you know that one?" he questioned.

"Wouldn't you like to know" she smilied seductively at him.

"hmm..." he murmured, letting his thoughts wander to Ziva.. "I always thought it was a particularly fun way to be killed"

Gibbs, who was now listening, shot Tony a wicked glare while Ziva just rolled her eyes.

"Not that I was making light of his situation boss...." Tony mumbled "I mean... I just said if I were to be... killed..."

"You will be in a minute DiNozzo, if you don't get back to work" Gibbs barked

Tony quietly slinked away from Gibbs's sight. Ducky was the first one to break the ice as he walked through the doors followed closely by Palmer. "Sorry we are late again Jethro, you see Mr Palmer here, forgot the maps" Ducky scowled at his young assistant "and doesn't know his way around Washington"

Ducky and Palmer quickly unpacked their equipment and set to work. After 10 minutes Ducky announced "Cause of death appears to be from stab wounds to the chest. We won't know which one killed this poor fellow until we get him back to autopsy"

"What about TOD Duck?" Gibbs asked

"Based on liver temp I would say about 10 hours ago"

"That would make it about midnight" McGee pointed out

"Hmm" Tony muttered "so they go out, he brings her back here... then she kills him"

"Sounds like a theory"

"So who's our mystery woman?"

Ok, so tell me if you want more chapters.