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Ziva is not feeling well… A Zibbs / Giva Story

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Ziva sighed heavily as she stepped into Gibbs' house. He followed behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders to remove her coat.

She sighed again as she made to step forward. But he held her back by wrapping his arms around her slim waist.

"Hey, you okay?" he asked as he leaned forward and kissed her temple.

"Just tired."

"Did you go and see Ducky like I told you to?"

"I was going to but then we had a case and…"

"Ziva." Gibbs scwled. "First thing tomorrow I'm taking you to Ducky."

"But…"

"No buts. You've been unwell for a few days now. Either you see Ducky tomorrow or I take you to the ER now."

"Okay, okay, I'll see Ducky in the morning." Ziva said quickly. "But right now I just want to go up and have a shower and then some supper, please, Baby."

Gibbs spun her around in his arms and leaned forward.

"You… make me crazy when you don't do as I say… but then you have a way of making me forget that anger so quickly…" He smiled lowering his head to hers. His lips touched hers lightly, delicately at first and as she sighed and her lips parted, he delved in, tasting, savoring and stroking her tongue.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and returned his kiss. He always tasted of strong coffee and she loved that. And he smelled of pure unadulterated maleness. And his tongue did wonderful things to her, things that triggered reactions in other areas of her body, reactions deep inside her body.

As he pulled away he said, "I love you Ziva."

"I love you too, Jethro." She stood on her toes and kissed him again.

"Okay, you go up and have that shower. I'll make something for supper and bring it up to you… although the hunger I have right now won't be satisfied by food."

"Oh Jethro… you say the most delicious things." Ziva said, but she pulled away from him, her hand pressing a point on her lower back that had been aching all day.

Sorry Jethro… I am just so tired… she thought as she sighed again.

Gibbs of course noticed but he didn't say anything.

My hunger will have to wait.

You're getting a back massage after supper and then straight to bed.

Ziva continued pressing her back as she walked up the stairway to Gibbs' master bedroom.

What is wrong with me?

This back ache is killing me…

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