The night before Palmer's wedding…..around 11 o'clock at night….

Tony sat at home, not knowing what to do. He wanted to call Ziva, asking if she wanted a ride to the wedding, but what if she already had one. What if she wanted to go alone, or what if she was waiting for Tony to ask her? What if she was waiting for him to bring up how they felt about each other? He lied there on the couch, phone in hand still not sure what to do. He finally made his decision, opened up his phone, and began to dial.

Ziva sat on her bed peering into her closet unsure of everything going on around her. She didn't know what shoes to wear for tomorrow big event, she didn't know why Tony had not yet called her and asked if she wanted a ride, she didn't know why she hid her feelings all this time from Tony.

She hadn't a clue to what was going on between those two anymore. She knew how much she loved Tony, but did Tony love her? Why did Gibbs have to punish them with rule # 12? The only thing it did was keep her and Tony from telling each other how they felt. While Ziva questioned her whole world she heard her phone ringing in the other room.

"David." She answered

"Ziva, hey it's Tony. I was wondering if you needed a ride to the wedding tomorrow?"

"Oh, sure! What time is it again?" She asked even though she

"Two, so I'll pick you up around 1:30?"

"Ok, sounds good. Thanks Tony."

"You are very welcome sweet cheeks. See ya tomorrow."

"Bye, Tony."

Tony was finally relieved that he finally asked her; now all he had to do was ask Gibbs about rule # 12. Even know it was late he knew Gibbs would still be up, so he grabbed his jacket and keys and headed out the door.

Gibbs was working in his basement when he heard his front door open, he looked at the clock, it was almost midnight who could it be? He scanned his brain to think who is constantly up this late, didn't take long to figure out who it was, Tony.

"Boss, you down here?" Tony called walking through the basement door.

"Yeah, DiNozzo."

Tony walked down the stair towards his boss and sat down on one of the old bar stools. Gibbs went to the dusty old bottle, poured two drinks, grabbed another bar stool, and headed towards DiNozzo. Tony just sat there spinning his cup around then, finally took a drink.

"It's midnight, you gonna talk or what?"

"Boss, well, it's, um, well-"

"DiNozzo…"

"Well…it…kinda breaks on of your rules…" Tony said hesitantly

"Does it involve a lawyer? Cause DiNozzo I taught you better than to date them girls…"

"No, it's about rule # 12…"

"Never date a coworker…and?"

"Well Boss, I can't hide my feelings any longer. I love Ziva and you're not gonna stop me from telling her! I didn't tell her when I shot Rivkin, I didn't tell her when I rescued her from the desert, and I still haven't told her after Ray tried to propose! She has to think I'm a fool!"

"DiNozzo-"

"No boss, no. Don't try to talk me out of it, it's gonna happen."

"Tony! I was going to say that you two are my kids, I can't see you two hurt anymore! Rule 51, Sometimes You're Wrong. There are exceptions, and I've been waiting for you to talk to me about this for years!"

"Really?" Tony asked shocked

"Yes, I told myself it was only a matter of time before it'd happen. I mean I look at you two and it reminds me of Shannon and I. You'd better do it quick though, a girl like that doesn't stay single long.

"Thanks Boss, I really appreciate it. Thanks for the drink, see you tomorrow."

Tony walked out of there with more confidence to talk about his feelings more than ever. He was ready to tell her how he felt. But it was just the wording that was going to kill him. When he got home he laid out his clothes and went to bed. That was the first night in awhile that he really got a good night sleep without his minding spinning. Ziva was his world, and with new confidence to tell her how he felt, he slept better than ever.

The next afternoon…

Ziva sat and stared at the clock as she thought about the night ahead of her. It was noon and she had to start getting ready if she was going to be ready by the time Tony got here. So, she put on some music, turned on the heat and got into the shower.

Ziva was amazed at the things that went through her mind while she was in the shower. She thought g how she could talk to Tony, and how the wedding is going to be, if Tony would think that she looked nice in her dress.

Tony lied there in his bed excited about the day ahead of him. Even though today was going to be a emotional day for him, he was still excited to finally get everything off his chest. Rule # 5 was playing in his head you don't waste good. Tony and Ziva together were good; they couldn't waste what they had or will have. It was 1 o'clock already and Tony was only showered, if he was going to be a Ziva's in an hour he'd better hurry up.

Tony was now nervous. Well more than nervous more like petrified! Now everything that was about to happen was setting in. He drove over to Ziva's who was only about ten minutes away; he looked at the clock, 1:15. He was early; he'd get there in about five minutes so he was going to be early. That made him even more nervous. He was going to spill his feelings and he was early. He took a deep breath and gave himself a mental pep talk.

Alright Anthony, we can do this. Just think of the outcome. You will be with the one you've wanted to be with for how long. You can do this. Yes, this is going to be hard, but we can do this!

As his mental pep talk ended, his pulled into a parking spot outside Ziva's apartment. Tony took a deep breath, straightened his tie one last time, and stepped out of his car.

Ziva was rushing around her apartment trying to perfect everything. She looked at the clock, 1:20. She had ten minutes. She ran into the bathroom and continued making sure everything was perfect. She messed with her hair, pushing is from side to side, she made sure there were no flaws with her makeup. Then she heard a knock on the door. Shit, she thought. She ran to the door and looked through the peep hole. There was Tony straightening up his suit. Ziva took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Wow," Tony said standing there taking in her beauty, "you look gorgeous!"

"Why thank you Tony. You are looking quite handsome yourself." Ziva said trying to hide that she was blushing.

Tony was still standing there taking in all her beauty. She had her hair in the curls that he loved, her face completely flawless, and the dress fitted her perfectly. It was a light peach, a color that was for her; it came up above the knee, and was strapless. That night Ziva showed all her beauty.

Ziva put on her heels as she held on to Tony, slipped on her jacket and ran to the bathroom one more time. She just wanted to make sure that everything looked perfect. When she entered the room Tony was still giving her the sweetest smile.

"You ready?" Tony asked looking down at his watch.

"Um," she said checking herself for everything she needed, "Yes, I am."

Tony and Ziva made small talk the whole way to the wedding. They were laughing at old times, making fun of each other back and forth. To Ziva, it all felt right. This is how a relationship should be, not complicated. She could easily be open with Tony and he could do the same. Ziva just felt something in the depth of her heart, that tonight was just going to be the night that her and Tony would have their talk…

I've been thinking about making one of these fan fictions for awhile so here it is! Hope you like it! Review please! I'll have the 'Talk' and wedding up in the next chapter! More reviews means more chapters! And they come faster! Thanks!

MoRack