A/N: This story will be just a bunch of snapshots of fluff (so AU may meander in…), so I hope you all enjoy it! I'll be posting two or three pieces before I head off on a holiday…

!Oh and please excuse any mistakes made!

Disclaimer: One day… *dreams*

Hiking

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"Hey Zee-vah, you free this weekend?" Tony rose from his seat and sauntered over to Ziva's desk.

"Why?" she furrowed her eyebrows and continued with her work.

"I've been thinkin', we should catch up, it's been awhile since we did anything together…" his voice hinted a little hope which was mirrored clearly by his expression.

"What do you have in mind?" she stopped her work and her head angled up to look at his, her index finger rose to gently linger around her lower lip. It had grown to be a habit these days, she didn't quite know when it had started but it seemed to be triggered by Tony's presence but she didn't really mind it.

"I was thinking we could go hiking," he nodded his head goofily up and down, "gotta lose some of this weight that I've put on over the years." He grabbed at his gut and scrunched his face.

"I… uh…," she stuttered. A part of her wanted to go another part of her told her this was Tony, and spending time with him would only result in them growing closer, and that was something she feared.

"C'mon," he whined, "it's not like you have anything better to do."

"Oh?"

"Okay, I don't actually know… but do you really?" he rested his ass on the edge of her desk while his eyes pierced at her.

"Fine, I will come," he grinned and bobbed back to his desk, "what time?"

"Tomorrow morning, I'll come get you after breakfast," he began to pack up his gear.

"What time Tony?"

"You always wake up before me so I don't think that really matters, "he winked at her after he gathered the last of his stuff then exited the bullpen, "we'll have fun! Laila tov."

Just as the elevators closed she recovered from her moment of shock, "Laila tov Tony." She smiled to herself a contented smile and packed her gear.

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Ziva was up and fully alert by the time the clock hit 0500. Her bed sheets were a mess from her constant rolling around unremittingly, something was pulling at her, her heart was beating out of her chest and a warm fuzzy feeling fired through her body. And eventually she'd come to admit the cause of all this was because of Tony.

She'd gotten at most five hours of sleep when she woke abruptly to the sound of silence and pitch black. She gave up on the idea of trying to fall back asleep, because that was definitely out of the question. The feeling she had felt before was making no sign of backing down anytime soon.

"Damn it Ziva, get a clutch of yourself!" She muttered to herself and sauntered to the kitchen where she boiled herself a cup of jasmine tea and relaxed to watching the sun as it crept over the dark horizon.

By the time the knock came about on the door at 0745, Ziva had already fallen asleep on the couch. It wasn't until Tony banged the door so hard and the neighbours began to complain that Ziva propped up suddenly to a sitting position.

Tony nearly stumbled over empty air as the door swung open and revealed a pajama-clad Ziva.

"Maybe I was wrong about you waking up earlier than me," he laughed as he took in the sight of Ziva.

"Shut up Tony," she pivoted and headed towards her room, "make yourself at home!"

"As you wish m'lady!" he saluted and was faced with a glare, "too much? Okay…" the bedroom door shut with a soft click. Tony closed the door behind him and settled himself onto the couch she had just occupied a mere few minutes ago.

There had always been something about Ziva that made his heart skip a few beats, and the most amazing part of it all was that she hadn't a clue she was doing it.

"Daydreaming Tony?" Ziva's head hovered over his.

"No, you ready?" he stood and checked her up and down.

In the span of less than five minutes, she'd changed into her gym gear, tied her hair back and if he wasn't mistaken he could've swore he saw a hint of make-up.

"Ready as I will ever be Tony," she held out his daypack towards him.

"Alright… let's go," Tony grabbed it and led the way.

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"Wait for me Ziva!" Tony's voice sounded miles away where in fact it was only a few meters, "we're supposed to enjoy the scenery Zee-vah!"

"We can enjoy the scenery at a faster pace, you're like a tortoise," she waited reluctantly for him to catch up.

"Well maybe Ziva, you could slow down for once in your life," he stopped next to her and met her eyes half way, "take a step back, watch nature… there's no hurry, we have all day." He gave her his usual charmed smile and strolled ahead. Ziva watched on, still captivated by his smile, which was something that had always left her tripping.

"I didn't mean to stop completely," Tony turned around to laugh at her, still in the same position. She shook herself from his trance and trudged along.

"Do you do this often Tony?" she settled to the same pace as he, as they walked through the trail side by side.

"Used to, I mean…with NCIS and the busy schedule it comes with everything gets a little hectic, there's hardly any time for anything anymore…" they came upon a massive log that intruded their pathway, Tony hurdled over it first. He held out his hand to help her, though he knew she was definitely capable of jumping the distance. She took it nonetheless and let him help her over.

"And you rather not spend it at home?" she landed safely on the other side and they ventured on.

"I rather spend it with you," and that earned a questioning look from Ziva, he hadn't intended to tell her that exactly, "I mean every other night I'm at home, it's good to have a change." It was a sufficient enough of a patch-up, so he left it at that.

"What about you? Hiking ever been something you did?" he switched the table around and questioned her.

"Not really, being in Mossad and all you don't really have any off time at all," she gave a sad smile.

"Well remind me to take you out more," he smiled and picked up speed, which she gladly abided in trailing his footprints. They had hiked past half of the trail when Tony strayed and led them off track.

"Are you sure you know where you are going Tony?" she pushed the large ferns out of her face as she tracked along behind him.

"Of course I do, just follow the sun right?" he gave a light chuckle, and she couldn't quite tell if he was serious or not.

"I am serious Tony, I do not want to get lost."

"Oh don't worry! You're with me, and we're nearly there," he rotated his head to look back at her.

"That is what I am worried about and where exactly are we going?" the sound of gushing water came into view as she knocked the last of the intruding ferns from her face.

"Tadah!" he waved his arms in the air, "now this! This is mother nature!"

"It is beautiful," she whispered a little taken aback as she got closer to the small but still rather spectacular waterfall. Her head snapped around suddenly at the noise of a camera flash.

"What do you think you are doing Tony?" she eyed him playfully.

"Oh just admiring a beautiful woman in a beautiful place, like you said," he smiled and he turned red at the grumble that resonated from his belly, and Ziva made it no secret that she heard it.

"Should we head back for food?"

"Nope, I came prepared," he hung the camera around his neck and pulled out a little rug followed by containers of food. He laid out the rug and assembled the food on top, then patted the spot next to him, a cue for her to take a seat.

"Taking on a healthier lifestyle Tony?" she gazed over the salad and sandwiches that were cut into halves.

"Well, Ducky has been raggin' on me about that," he took an enormous bite and nearly consumed the whole of the sandwich, "help yourself."

She grabbed a sandwich and relaxed on her back and closed her eyes, "Thank you Tony."

"It's just food," he lay beside her and imitated her actions.

"Not that, but thanks."

"Then?"

"For today," she let out a light sigh before her eyes crept opened, she was a little taken aback by their closeness, and her eyes on impulse fell over his succulent lips that proved to be nothing more than pure scrumptiousness. Her browns wondered across the planes of his features, each one absent of tensed muscles and they seemed so gentle like a baby's at such a close proximity.

A cheeky grin played at his lips and as soon as his eyes fluttered open the sound of the camera flash striked her again.

"Tony!" they both cracked up into laughter as she swatted him squarely across his chest, which had taken them both by surprise when it stayed there. The intimacy of the touch both questioned in their eyes…

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A/N: I'll post up the next chapter on Monday, but if we hit 10 reviews before that I shall reward you all earlier! Thanks for reading!

-Ash.