Disclaimer: I don't and will never pretend to own NCIS.
She couldn't believe that it was finally happening.
Tony and Ziva were getting married.
Finally.
They had been working together for years, but neither of them wanted to admit that they had feelings for the other. There had been playful banter, but nothing more. Plenty of office pranks and jabs at each other's dignity, but nothing more. There was even some silent tension, but neither party acknowledged it. Finally, out of the blue Tony popped the question to Ziva with a box and a ring while they were both snapping photos at a crime scene.
Ziva's first reaction was to punch in him the face. Hard. "What did you do that for?" she demanded.
"Gotta ease up on those, Ziva," said Tony as he winced in pain. He slowly closed and put away the box. "And Ziva, I just proposed to you. Out of love. Because I love you. I want to marry you. I want to have little DiNozzos with you."
"Why, Tony?" Ziva looked straight into his eyes with a cold, hard stare. She figured that it was a joke, or maybe a dare. "Who put you up to this? McGee?"
"Why would McGeek do anything like that?" asked Tony. He pulled a surprised expression onto his face. "I am not open to manipulation by geeks, especially geeks like Tiny Tim."
"Hah." Ziva faced him with her hands on her hips even as her heart began fluttering slightly nervously in her chest. "Almost anyone can order you around and you do what they say, just like that." She snapped her fingers to emphasize her point.
Tony laughed. "DiNozzos don't get ordered around by other people."
"DiNozzos also don't shut their mouths. Tony, I can every word you're saying."
The two spun around to find Gibbs staring at them. "Sorry, Boss," said Tony as Ziva returned to snapping crime scene photos, hoping to hide her sudden blush.
Gibbs stood a few feet behind his team members, watching them closely. His hair was more grey than brown, and his face was lined with stress. The team both respected and feared him; his no-nonsense and emotionless attitude got the job done, but sometimes he could be a bit hard on them.
"You guys have a job," Gibbs noted. "Get to it." With that he turned away, off to get a cup of coffee. He added, "And pull that ring back out, Tony. Ziva's got an answer she needs to give you."
Tony and Ziva stared at Gibbs's retreating back, shock and surprise clearly showing on their faces. Then Tony turned toward Ziva. "So?" he asked with a tentative, unsure smile.
She gave him another punch and a yes.
A long time ago, they had pretended to be a married couple once on an assignment during their first year working together. But this time, their marriage was going to be real.
Jenny was looking forward to watching their family grow.