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"Woah! Ziva that one was really close," called McGee from the other side of the garage, as he ducked to the side and let the apple he was holding fall to the floor. He looked at his hand to see if it was cut, which it wasn't. His voice echoed off the bare cement walls along with Tony's laughs.
"I told you were wrong, McCrazy," Tony said holding up the apple he was eating to take another bite. He leaned forward just as another knife went flying into it, making him jump and drop the apple.
"Hey! I was eating that," a childish look of sadness painted on his face.
"You lose again, McGee," Ziva said in a sweet but creepy voice. She waved another one of the knives she was holding and McGee grabbed another apple out of the bowl. He held it up about six inches from his head. Ziva just smiled and shook her head.
"No, Ziva, I'm not putting it on my head," he shook his head, a little frightened.
"That was the deal, McDead," Tony mocked as he took a bite of a new apple. He had barely taken his mouth off of it when yet another knife pierced its skin. Tony yelped and the apple fell to the floor with a satisfying thud. He glared at Ziva who just chuckled at his annoyance. Before he could say anything though his phone rang.
"Very Special Agent DiNozzo. Evidence garage. Okay be right there." He hung up and looked at the other two. "That was Gibbs, we got a case." He skipped over to the elevator and climbed in without waiting for the other two. He smiled and waved as the doors began to close on them.
"Tony!" Ziva yelled to no avail. At the last second she threw another knife at the door at an angle that would catch before the doors could completely close. Tony yelped again as the doors open to revel a very annoyed Ziva and a smiling McGee.
"Hey, guys, you know I would have held the door for you," he whimpered sheepishly as he shrunk into the corner against a raging Ziva. McGee climbed in and pushed the button as Tony begged for his life.
"You are a cruel, cruel woman, you know that Ziva," Tony wined as they all climbed out of the elevator and walked to the bullpen to grab their gear before heading to the crime scene.
"Why thank you, Tony," she smiled and lightly tapped his shoulder, making him flinch again. Gibbs was sitting at his desk waiting for them when they stepped off the elevator. He looked up as they began to gather their gear.
"What took you so long?" he asked to no one in particular.
"DiNozzo," Ziva and McGee said together.
"Is that so, DiNozzo?" Gibbs peered over his computer at him.
"Well, see, the thing is boss…" Tony stammered as Gibbs walked towards his desk. He flinched again as Gibbs' hand made contact with the back of his head.
"Won't happen again," Tony mumbled rubbing the back of his head. Ziva and McGee had watched this whole show from the elevator, waiting for the other two. When they approached McGee hit the elevator button, opening the doors. Ziva and McGee smiled at Tony's pained expression as the doors closed.
"I'm so glad it's over," Tony yelled tossing his pen down and leaning back in his chair, stretching. When there was no response from Ziva he looked over at her desk. She had her head down, presumably sleeping. Tony quietly opened his desk drawer and pulled out a box of rubber bands. He checked to make sure Gibbs wasn't around before he shot it at her head. She shot up, reaching for her gun that wasn't there.
"Tony!"
"Why hello, my ninja," he smiled, trying to look innocent.
"What time is it?" she asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she sat back down. Tony checked the clock on his computer.
"Almost 22 hundred."
"Good," Ziva said suddenly alert. "You want to grab some drinks, my trick."
"My treat. Sure, do you want to invite McAbby?"
"Okay," Ziva pulled out her phone and texted Abby. "They are already at the bar," Ziva reported after a minute." She pocketed her phone and grabbed her bag, waiting for Tony to catch up.
"Meet you at the bar?" Tony asked as he headed to his car. Ziva grabbed his elbow though, preventing him from moving any farther away.
"Let's take my car, save the gas."
"Okay," he smiled, knowing what she was thinking, hopefully. They drove in silence, except for the occasional squeal of terror from Tony about Ziva's driving. They got out and walked inside, looking for McGee and Abby.
"Over here guys," came Abby excited voice. They were seated in a booth, both on the same side, so Tony and Ziva slid into the empty side as a waitress came over to take their orders.
"What are you drinking, Abby?" Ziva asked after the waitress had left, staring at the bright red drink in Abby's glass.
"It's a Caf-Pow! spiked with tequila," she said taking another sip.
"You are going to be up all night."
"I know," she smiled and looked over at McGee, who's hand appeared to be resting on her leg.
"How long has this been going on?" inquired Tony, taking a sip from his own drink that had arrived moments ago. They both shrugged and smiled at each other.
They all talked and laughed for another couple hours before Abby and McGee headed out together. Ziva and Tony started laughing hysterically after the other two were gone.
"That, I did not exactly expect," Ziva laughed, downing the rest of her drink.
"The Goth and the Geek, now there is a story of McGeek's I would like to read."
"We should probably head out too, Tony, it is almost midnight."
"Fine, but I'm driving, I don't trust you sober and I've had fewer drinks then you." Ziva didn't complain as she followed him out the door. When they reached Ziva's apartment she climbed out and looked back at Tony.
"Aren't you coming," she said seductively. Tony smiled. Either she had more to drink then I think, or she is thinking was I am, Tony thought as he followed her to the door.
"Ziva, quick question."
"Yes, Tony, " she said dragging out the e sound. He let her unlock the door before asking his question.
"How much did you have to drink?"
"Only two or three glasses," she laughed trying to pull him inside.
"Okay, what's two plus two?"
"Four," she answered right away. He smiled again and let himself be pulled in. She closed the door and pushed his against it, pressing her body into his. Their eyes met and they just stared at each other for a moment before Ziva reached up and lightly kissed Tony's lips. She pulled back and began laughing like a little girl who had done something she wasn't aloud to do. She leaned up and kissed him again, but he didn't' let her pull away this time. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her back, hard. She wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her mouth and let his tongue find it's way in. He let his hands drop to her shoulders and pull her jacket off. She obliged and did the same to him. He was about to remove her shirt when she broke away from him. His eyes darted open thinking maybe he had done something wrong. But she was watching him with a huge grin on her face. She made a come here motion with her finger as she skipped into the bedroom. Tony pulled off his shoes and socks as he chased after her. She had the same thought as him, but she had taken off a little more. When he got to the doorway she was lying on the bed, in a very seductive manner, wearing just her bra and panties.
"Come here, Tony," she said making that same motion with her finger again. "I have something to tell you." He waked over, taking his shirt off and throwing it on the floor. She rolled onto her back and let him climb on top of her. She pulled him in for another kiss before flipping him over so she was on top.
"I have wanted to do this to you for way to long," she whispered in his ear before she began to suck on his ear lobe. He let a moan escape as he gripped her naked hips and pulled her into him. Her fingers trailed down his bare chest until that found the button on his pants and began to undo it. She sat up so she could completely remove his pants. He took this as a chance to fully look her body over. She darkened skin appeared to glow in the dim light from the hall. She pulled her hair out of its ponytail and shook it out. She just sat there, smiling, letting Tony drool for a second. He pulled her forwards so he could reach the clasp of her bra. She began to suck on his ear again as he slid the straps off her shoulders. She moaned as he began to massage her breasts and moved her lips to his. He moved his hands to her waist and slowly but deliberately slid her panties off. She let out a small yelp as he unexpectedly flipped her over. He slipped out of his boxers and pressed his completely naked body into hers. She moaned as his mouth went to her neck. She moved her head to the side, moaning again, and dragged her nails down his back.
"Tony!" she yelled as his hands made their way down her body.
"What do you think happened to Tony and Ziva?" McGee asked absentmindedly. Abby murmured something that he couldn't quite make out.
"What," he said, running his hand over her bare back. She lifted her head out of the crook of his neck and repeated herself.
"They probably either passed out at the bar, Ziva's apartment or in the back seat of her car."
"You really think that?" She repositioned her naked body on his. They had fallen asleep on Abby's couch after McGee had refused to have sex in the coffin again.
"This is Tony and Ziva we're talking about, Abby." She said nothing, just burrowed her head back into his chest.
