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~ Livy and Grace.
Click, went the door to Tony's apartment. Tony popped up from the couch and greeted Ziva by kissing her. It was evening and they had just finished wrapping up a case. Tony momentarily pulled away from Ziva and muttered, "I am so glad we are not in the office anymore." "Me too." Ziva whispered back. They had done their best to keep all things romantic out of the office, but sometimes stuff seeped through. Tony leaned in and they resumed kissing, Tony pressing Ziva against the door. They had started dating five months ago, and they were loving it. Ziva pulled away and went to the kitchen to put the groceries in the fridge while Tony grabbed a glass of champagne. "Here you go," Tony said as he handed her a glass. They both walked over to the couch were they sat down; cuddling up against each other. "I think you deserve some credit for solving the case today," Tony started, "How about 12% of the credit?" "Huh," Ziva muttered, "You will regret saying that later." Suddenly her phone rang. She leaned over Tony and picked it up saying "David." "Ziva," said a gasping McGee, "Something dreadful has happened, get over to headquarters immediately." "How drastic is drastic McGee?" "Code 7." Ziva was shocked. Code 7 was their code for when something really drastic happened, matter a fact, it was top priority! "Coming!" She called and hung up. "What was that about?" Tony asked annoyed. "Code 7; we need to get over to the office immediately." Ziva said as she rose from the couch, picking up her gun and setting down her glass. Tony rose behind her and muttered, "Well that sucks; I thought we were having a moment." "Well," said Ziva slyly, "I was having twelve percent of one." Tony laughed and they both headed out the door.
They stepped out of the elevator to find everyone moving everywhere and total chaos ensuing. It was dark inside the office; just like it was outside. Everyone appeared to be there except for Tony and Ziva. "McGee!" Ziva called as they made their way into the bullpen. "What is going on?" Tony finished. Gibbs came up behind them saying, "Vance got captured while doing a deal and completing a case. I am now director, and you Tony, being senior field agent, are now team leader effective: immediately. You better be good too, because you have one hell of a case to solve. Start with, why did Vance go there in the first place?"
The team assembled in the Director's soundproof office, Ducky and Jimmy included, and began planning. "We know," started Gibbs. "That Vance was doing a top secret undercover deal. We know he had other agents on the scene with him, which means that either all of them were captured, or they were double agents."
"What was the deal about?" Palmer asked, pushing his glasses up his nose. Tony stood up. "We're not sure. Even our security levels don't get us into that." McGee frowned at Gibbs. "I could take a look at Vance's computer, Boss, see what I can find?"
"Do it. Take down to Abby's lab, fill her in, we need her on this." McGee nodded, lifted the computer and staggered towards the elevator. Ziva sighed. "What do we do, Gibbs?" Gibbs gave a crooked smile and threw some material at her. "Put that on; you're going undercover."
And now comes the annoying part where two authors ask you to please review, because reviews keep us going! P.S. from Grace, I don't claim ownership of the twelve percent scene; see if you can recognize where I borrowed it from!