Before you start thinking something along the lines of "Will you please start working on Fighting Your Demons, please." I would like to let you all know, that I am currently working on it. I started this morning, got caught somewhere in the middle, and wrote this little drabble. But it's in the works, and if all goes well it should be out sometime today, or tomorrow. But that is if all goes well.

I am super excited for tonight's episode by the way. I could squee for an hour straight if that wouldn't be so awkward for my family to witness. I might just do it anyway. I hope we eat dinner early tonight, because sometimes it seems that my family likes to eat dinner at 8 on Tuesday's just because they know I want to watch NCIS. Blahh.

This was inspired by the episode DOG TAGS. I don't know who noticed this [I know I did] but in the moment before McGee walks off the elevator and into the bullpen Ziva states, "I know you do." to Tony who happens to be leaning over her desk. This is my input on that. And if you have not noticed that I state that you go watch it. Quick!

Tony sat at his desk, phone held to his ear as he continually stared at Ziva. "Yeah, thanks Phil." Tony stated briefly before hanging up.

He immediately stood up and began to cross the bullpen, making his way to stand in front of Ziva's desk. "Zee-vah." He growled to her as she blatantly ignored him.

"Yes, Tony?" She questioned, finally turning her gaze to him, a small smile quirking the corners of her mouth.

"Oh, its nothing." He stated, his gaze drifting from her eyes to the low-cut shirt she had worn that day. He had never seen her in anything that revealed so much, she usually opted to wear circle-neck shirts or turtlenecks, but he was very much appreciating the V-neck she was sporting today.

"Like what you see, Tony?" She spoke slowly, her voice holding a lilt that let Tony know she knew exactly where his attention was at the moment.

"Uhm, I, uh." He stumbled out, not sure just how to answer that question. He knew what he wanted to say; a resounding "hell yeah" seemed to fit this moment perfectly, what he was unsure about was her reaction to his response, either way he was sure to be maimed.

Ziva grinned up at him, watching as he fumbled for an answer but his gaze still did not stray from her chest. "You know you do." She taunted, and she watched as a grin spread across his face.

Before Ziva got an answer to her question Tony was straightening up, his bright smile falling from his face as McGee came strolling into the squad room. "Hey, they check you for rabies?"

As Gibbs walked in a few moments later, Ziva couldn't help but to notice that Tony's gaze kept moving to her. She swatted him on the rear with the folder, her silent promise that she would get that answer sooner or later.

Did you like it? I sure hope so. Your comments are welcomed. You can even yell at me for not writing my other story's if you so wish. ^^