Tony looked over at Ziva and stared. Even now as she worked, looking as serious as ever, she was beautiful.

Her hair was up in a tidy bun, her makeup simple and flattering. Her teal turtleneck sweater hugged her and showed off her gentle curves. Her lips shimmered lightly and as Tony looked at her he had the sudden urge to walk over and kiss her.

He was completely engrossed in staring at her he was completely unaware that she had looked up from her paperwork and noticed.

"Tony? Are you okay?" Ziva asked.

Tony snapped out of his trance and looked at her. "What?" He asked sounding a little annoyed.

Ziva looked apologetically at him. "Oh! I'm sorry! Did I interrupt a thought?"

"Of sorts..." Tony murmured trying his best to keep from blushing.

Ziva could tell that something wrong. "What is it?" She asked.

Tony shook his head and went back to filling out his paperwork. He skimmed it and signed the bottom. He shoved the rest of the papers into a folder and moved it into a pile. He picked up the next folder and took the papers out and began to read.

"Tony?" She pressed him.

He just shook his head again and kept reading the papers.

"Tell me." Ziva begged.

Tony shook his head again shoving the papers into its respective folder.

"Cat stole your tongue?" Ziva asked giving him a tiny smile.

Tony chuckled. "It's cat got your tongue and no, I just don't wanna talk about it."

XX

Ziva gave him a look and Tony began to feel uncomfortable. He picked up his phone, flipped it open, put it to his ear, and pretended to be on the phone.

Ziva just stared at him.

"Dinozzo." He said and tried to avoid Ziva's eyes.

He waited a minute to make it more believable that he was on the phone than he said, "Oh hey."

Ziva went back to her computer and her fingers flew swiftly over the keys.

Tony continued to talk to the phone as if someone were on the other end for a couple more minutes until his phone actually rang in his hands.

He jumped and dropped his phone. Ziva looked up and tried to hide her laughing. He bent down to pick up the phone and tried to ignore her.

Tony blushed a deep red and walked over and slung his backpack over his shoulder. He shoved the phone into his pocket, gave Ziva a quick glance, and made his way quickly towards the elevator.

Right as the elevator doors began to shut Ziva stuck her hand between the door and they opened back up. She stepped inside and stood beside him.

It was more than obvious Tony was uncomfortable, he shifted his feet and avoided eye contact with her.

As soon as the elevator began to move Ziva reached over and stopped the elevator.

"What is wrong?" She asked moving closer to him.

They were but inches apart. Tony looked down and searched Ziva's face. He looked down at her lips and again felt the sudden urge to kiss them.

Tony dropped his backpack to the floor and turned away from her. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed deeply.

"Hey." Ziva said grabbing his arm and turning him around.

"What Ziva? What?" Tony sassed, yelling slightly. He was getting frustrated. When he saw the look on Ziva's face he immediately regretted to tone he had used.

"I'm sorry." Tony whispered. "I shouldn't have been so rude."

Ziva shrugged it off and grinned gently at him. "It's okay. I should not have pressed you. I did not know you were in such a bad mood. I just want to make sure you are okay."

Tony smiled kindly at her. "I know. I'm sorry. I don't know what has gotten into me and my head is killing me."

Ziva laughed. "You shouldn't think too much."

Tony chuckled quietly and looked to the floor. "You're right."

He turned around and bent over to retrieve his bag from the floor of the elevator but before he could Ziva whispered, "Tony."

He turned around to her to find out what she wanted and she leapt into his arms and crashed her mouth onto his.

XX

Without thinking he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeper. She placed her hands on both sides of his face. Her mouth was warm under his. His body was tingling. He had never felt so alive.

Her mouth moved slowly under his. He had waited for this moment for so long and it was finally happening.

They eventually broke apart and Ziva looked up at Tony and blushed. She adjusted her shirt and pressed the elevator button again. The elevator began to move again and neither of them said a word.

When they came to a stop Tony turned to Ziva.

"Zi..." He whispered. He was at an utter loss for words.

When the doors opened Ziva walked out without another word and left Tony standing alone in the elevator.