This is my first fanfic for a long while, so this is just a one shot to practice. Hope you like it!

"You pushed her in!" exclaimed Special Agent Timothy McGee to his colleague Special Agent Tony DiNozzo.

"I didn't push her in, she just…fell." Stuttered Tony "I was holding her as she leant over the river to get the gun out and she slipped out of my grasp!"

"Slipped?" questioned Special Agent Gibbs, head of the department.

"Well, I may have let go… accidently."

"Accidently?"

"She was really hot! I only looked for a minute; it's not my fault she winked at me. I didn't mean to let Ziva go, but I had to get her number!"

McGee's hand flew to his mouth as he tried to stifle a laugh. Tony stared at him, his eyes burning. McGee quickly put his hand down and tried to look serious.

"I bet she nearly killed you!" he said smirking.

"She did! You should feel sorry for me! I'd just finished talking to the stunning woman, names Liliah by the way, beautiful…"

"And then…?" prompted McGee.

"What? Oh right… so I'd just spoke to her when Ziva had finally got out and reached me. She slowly placed the evidence on the ground and then pounced on me, gun drawn and pointed at my chest. Luckily, thanks to my smouldering good looks and incredible strength, I managed to get the gun of her and pin her to the ground, silencing her rather rude, offensive and sometimes mixed up profanities." He gloated. "Ow!"

Gibbs smirked, pleased with the hit on the back of Tony's head.

"OK, OK, so maybe she had me pinned down and was spilling out profanities and Gibbs happened to show up and get her of me, not silencing her I may add! We then picked up the evidence and got in the car, me and Gibbs walking, Ziva being dragged. Let's just say it was a very awkward car journey. When we got here, we took the evidence to Abby and then Ziva went to have a shower and me and Gibbs went to Director Vance's office, where we have been for the last two hours, being lectured!"

Just then Ziva walked out of the elevator wearing high waist, boot cut black trousers, a white blouse, a pale brown leather jacket and black boots. Her hair was damp and tousled.

"TONY DINOZZO! I so want to kill you right now! You are so lucky that I keep some extra clothes here! That's two hours wasted time on the case just because you can't keep your eyes of any woman in a ten foot radius!"

"Wait, you've been in the shower for two hours! Hmmmm…."

"Tony I think you should…" warned McGee

"Shut up probie!" replied Tony absentmindedly.

"Oh I said so didn't I, ten fooit radius! Yes I've been in the shower two hours. My hair took six washes to get clean! That river was full of sew… sewa…"

"Sewage?" suggested McGee, immediately silenced by Ziva's death stare.

"Yes, that." Said Ziva sharply, "I still stink now!"

"Look, Ziva, I said I'm sorry, what else do you want?" asked Tony.

"Shouldn't have said that." Whispered McGee to him.

"You to be in the water, me having the chance to shoot you!" replied Ziva hotly.

"Told you!" said McGee smugly.

"Shut UP probie!" said Tony to McGee, "Yes, well, Ziva, come on, I mean…"

I've got it, I've got it!" cried Abby, running out of the elevator paper in hands.

"Good" replied Gibbs, "You're the only one who has actually been doing any work I see."

At that, and Gibbs' hard, cold stare, the others rushed to their desks and started their reports.

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