A/N: I guess this is my baddest fic ever, but I still wanted to share it with you guys! So, go ahead, read it!
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS :). Or Mark, Michael, Cote, Pauley, Sean, David or Brian :). That would be nice, if I owned them! I would never be bored! I would just have to go to one of them, and they would- Finish it yourself, but I don't own them, or NCIS, so I'm always bored, and so I bore you with my fics :).
POV: Ziva
"Dead marine, grab your gear."
I look up from my computer. I look at Tony. He looks at me. With those beautiful eyes... I pinch myself. I shouldn't be thinking this, he is my co-worker. Rule number twelve: Never date a co-worker. I love Gibbs, but his rules are simply stupid. I grab my bag and follow the rest into the elevator.
When we arrive at the crime-scene, Gibbs starts to give orders.
"Ziva, you take pictures. DiNozzo, you wait for Duck and McGee, interviews." Everybody walks away, but I follow Tony.
"Tony, when we are back at the office, I want to talk to you for a minute." I see a confused look on Tony's face. I smile at the thought. I'm sure he doesn't know what I want to discuss. He nods.
POV: Tony
"Tony, when we are back at the office, I want to talk to you for a minute." I'm shocked. What? What does she want to talk about? I let it be; I'm sure it's nothing. I nod, and she smiles. I feel butterflies in my stomach. Man, she's too beautiful...
Back at the office. I walk to my desk. I feel nervous. Nervous because I don't know what Ziva wants to talk about. She walks towards me. There we go...
POV: Ziva
I walk out of the elevator. I see Tony walking to his desk. I see he's nervous. I again smile at myself. He's too cute when he's nervous.
"Gibbs? Do we have any work to do for now?"
I see Gibbs becoming confused.
"No, not for today. Why?"
"O, nothing, just curious!", and I smile as I walk away, downstairs. As I walk down the hall, I feel happy. Or at least, I think so. I hope Tony will follow me, that he understood my hint and that he knows where I am. I lean against the wall in the women's bathroom. After a few minutes, I hear someone enter. I look up. It's him.
POV: Gibbs
"Gibbs? Do we have any work to do for now?"
I frown. Ziva never acts like this. She is always working really serious, so I wonder what it is.
"No, not for today. Why?"
"O, nothing. Just curious!", she says as she walks away, to the elevator. I'm sure she's not just curious. She is planning something, I just know it. And I think it has something to do with rule number twelve. My thought is confirmed when Tony also leaves the bullpen, and goes downstairs. Those two...
POV: Tony
Ziva walks past me, looks at me and smiles, then leaves the bullpen and walks to the elevator. I look at Gibbs, and he looks after Ziva. He frowns.
After a few minutes, Ziva is still downstairs and I begin to worry. I walk to the elevator and go downstairs. When I enter the women's bathroom (which is not an unknown area for me), Ziva is leaning against the wall. She smiles at me.
"What do you want to talk about, Zee-vaa?"
"I want to discuss... Ehm..." I see she's pretty uncomfortable. She's never been really good at expressing her feelings. And I've, and not only me but the entire unit, never known what she was thinking. But I have a feeling I do know it right now. It's what always has been obvious, but what we both wanted to avoid. I decide to help her. I walk towards her and grab her hands.
"You don't have to say anything, Ziva. I know exactly what you feel." She smiles and I lean towards her, my lips connecting with hers. I feel she is shocked, but soon, she deepens the kiss.
POV: Ziva
I smile at him.
"What do you want to talk about, Zee-vah?"
I'm startled. When I decided I wanted to talk with him, I didn't really realized I had to say something. I couldn't come up with any words.
"I want to discuss... Ehm..." I feel awful. Why am I so bad in expressing my feelings? I know I always had feelings towards Tony, and every day I thought of words to say to him whenever the opportunity would present itself. And now, I was in loss of words. I see him walking towards him, and he grabs my hands. I feel butterflies in my stomach rising as he says: "You don't have to say anything, Ziva. I know exactly what you feel." I smile and he leans towards me, kissing me. I don't know how to feel about this. I'm happy, but shocked at the same time. I realize that doesn't matter at this moment. The only thing that matters is him. So I return the kiss, feeling him smiling beneath my lips.
POV: Gibbs
I feel quite unsure about this situation. Ziva and Tony have been gone for almost ten minutes, and I'm sure that they are together. I look over at McGee. He looks at me with an understanding face. We both think the same thing, I guess. Rule number twelve was broken.
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