div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"A night undercover. A night in Paris. Still, they refused to admit it. /div
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div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"Love is a strange and powerful thing. Somewhat like a drug if you ask me. You just keep going back, no matter how masochistic it gets./div
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div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"It was a game of cat and mouse. It just got more intense as time passed. The dam of built up sexual tension cracks at brief periods of times, offering both Tony and Ziva a glimpse of the normal life they could lead. Neither was willing to give up their job for it though. They were both too scared to acknowledge their mutual attraction, both having an irrational fear of being romantically involved. Besides, there was always Rule Number 12./div
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div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;" Like always, Gibbs observes all this with a knowing smirk on his face. Abby, on the other hand, tries to play Cupid. Easily excitable, you can clearly imagine what her reaction was when she found out that they were going to go undercover for a second time./div
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div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"" Let's go underwear shopping! You'll definitely need it." Abby couldn't help but add with a suggestive leer. /div
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div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"Ziva's mind was working in overdrive. I can barely contain myself contain myself around him and yet the director wants me to be a married couple with him! Geez! Not only do we have to share a bed, I have to put up with Tony's innuendoes. She still remembers that bronze, well-defined chest. How could she ever forget it?/div
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div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"Somewhere else in DC, Tony was in his apartment with thoughts along the same lines. He was worried. Worried for how their relationship might change and scared for the future if their relationship were to change. Though he wouldn't be caught dead admitting it, he loved Ziva more than anything. /div