This was originally by Tivaroo and was called Good Enough. It is the sequel to Backfire

I, SheWillBeLoved013 have taken the first three existing chapters and tweaked them and I will be continuing this story.

Disclaimer: The plot bunnies made me do it. Their names are Percy and Annabeth.

I now present:

Worth Trying For

Standing in the doorway to her bedroom, watching her lover as he sleeps soundly. They have managed so far to keep their relationship a secret. No knows, except Abby. Unless they choose to say anything. Walking to take a seat at the edge of the bed, careful not to wake Tony up in the process. His head was turned to the side; his bare back was facing towards her. The pale green sheets covering his hips from view. Running a finger smoothly down the hard muscle and soft skin, enjoying the way his muscles were jumping at the slightest touch she was causing his taut back to endure. They have never been late for work, always reaching work at a reasonable hour. Even if it kills Ziva to wake Tony up and just let him have his beauty sleep. After all they have been up all night, making love to each other in various ways. Tony certainly knows what he is doing in the bedroom and he is selfless when it comes to pleasing Ziva.

Lifting her hand away from his back, when Ziva felt his muscles shift. Allowing him to flip over.

"What is my sweet seductress up to this morning?" Tony's brilliant sea-green eyes were sparkling with laughter. "Surely not trying to have her way with my body while I sleep."

"Only because you've come to know her so well," Ziva places a chaste kiss on his lips, which soon turned more passionate then Ziva had originally planned it to be. "Time to wake up my little hairy butt."

"I was just waiting to see what else you have in store for my body," Tony's smile was full of love; love for her and for her alone. "Strange isn't it that Gibbs hasn't found out about us yet. Gibbs would have said something about it, and we've survived for almost two months now."

"Come on, I've made some pancakes for breakfast," Ziva starts to hop off the bed, when she felt one of Tony's strong hands capture one of her arms. Causing her to turn around.

"Have I told you, just how much I love you this morning?" Tony was sitting at the edge of the bed.

"Not yet," Ziva leans down to capture Tony's with hers once more.

Tony has other plans for the kiss. Taking hold of Ziva's slim waist, Ziva took the hint to straddle his lap without breaking the kiss. Ziva could never get enough of Tony and the same applies for Tony as well. Taking their time to enjoy the kiss, for they may not get the chance to kiss while at work. They've managed quite well, but it seems as if their great thirst to share a quick and passionate kiss at work was getting harder and harder to deal with. They are still wanting to have their love as a secret, for their love would never taste as sweet and daring if they didn't keep as a secret. Many things could go wrong for them both. They could both lose their jobs and never see each other ever again or they'll be forced to end it if they want to stay on the team. If they could prove to Gibbs, the Director, and possibly even Ziva's father that they can both do their jobs without being distracted. They have managed almost two months and none of them have yet to make the decision to protect the other more than Gibbs, or even McGee out in the field.

Taking deep breaths, to recapture the air that was stolen from their lungs. Staring into each other's eyes, felt like a lifetime. There was no need to speak their hidden fears with words, for they can easily do it with their eyes. They've always had to speak with their eyes more when they are at work. They've come to read each other's eyes better and better each day, even if it is spoken by a mere glance across the squad room.

"Now let's eat breakfast," Tony kisses Ziva quickly just behind her left ear lobe. "Before I decide to have you for breakfast instead of your delicious pancakes."

"I thought you just did?" Ziva questions with amusement. "Wasn't the kiss good enough for you?"

"Are you kidding me?" Tony's sea-green sparkled like an emerald, full of mischief as always. "I'm always hungry for a good kiss and perhaps for something else, especially when it's you I'm with. But I'm hungry for food."

"When aren't you hungry for food or for me?" Ziva kisses the tip of Tony's nose. "Let's eat, then shower and then let's head off for work."

"Yes ma'am," and for that Tony received a punch to the shoulder, playfully either wise Tony would have to explain to Gibbs about his injury. "Ouch!" Tony said, making a mockery of Ziva's punch to rub his shoulder. "You punch like a girl, by the way."

"Huh, and you don't," Ziva hops of Tony's lap reluctantly, for it was a comfortable seat even if it has a big lump in the middle.

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Ziva had arrived at the squad room first. Seeing McGee talking animatedly with Abby Sciuto. Ziva has a suspicion that they were also dating secretly behind Gibbs' back, they've dated before and then stayed as really good friends.

"Ziva!" Abby runs in her ridiculous shoes, and wraps her hands to give Ziva a bear tight hug. "Isn't it a lovely morning?"

"You sound very happy today Abby" Abby is always happy no matter what, but she sounded unusually more so this morning.

"I'm always happy." Abby steps back from Ziva. "So where's your Romeo?" Abby asks in rush, so fast that no one could've heard Abby correctly.

"He is going well, more than well actually," Ziva smiles slightly.

"Don't worry your secret is still safe with me" Abby knows better not to blurt out their secret, unless something happens to say something to anyone.

"Ziva has a secret?" Tony had entered the squad room quietly. " Tell us, share your dirty little secret with the class."

"Ziva wants to turn Goth," Abby smugly says, amusement twinkling in her green eyes. "Says she likes the way I dress so much, she wanted to try it herself."

Tony shares a quick amused glance in Ziva's way, and their eyes were locked together for a quick moment, but long enough to express their emotions.

"Our crazy ninja, dressed as a Goth would be fun to see," Tony was obviously having fun with this small white lie. "Might make the suspects to agree to do anything."

"In your dreams DiNozzo," Ziva glares at Tony. "Who said I'll like the silly skirts Abby wears?" Ziva didn't mean to sound angry at such an absurd idea, when Tony's eyes flashed a hidden hurt inside his eyes. "It was just a silly idea. I'm sorry Abby, but I don't think dressing like a Goth would be a great idea now."

"It's okay, it was just at the spur of the moment and we were both drunk at the time," Abby was still smiling. "Time for me to go back to my lab."

"She seems happy this morning?" Tony questions out loud, causing both Ziva and McGee to crack up laughing. "More than usual anyway."

"Maybe she has found someone to cause her to be so happy," Ziva refused to look into Tony's eyes, for she was talking mostly about them secretly.

McGee didn't like the idea of Abby dating someone else. They may have ended their personal relationship a while back, but still it hurts him, the mere thought of another man touching Abby.

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Standing in front of Director Jenny Shepard's desk, waiting patiently for the Director to take her gaze away from her computer screen. Ziva had no idea why she was sent to the director's office. Hoping against hope that Jenny hasn't found out about her secret relationship with Tony. Jenny isn't that heartless, but she is the boss of an agency.

"Jen is there a reason why you had sent for me?" Ziva doesn't care that she wasn't calling her Jenny, director or ma'am. They are close friends after all and Jenny does owe her a lot. "I've got some paperwork to do before I go home."

Home, where she would hopefully spend another fantastic night with Tony. She has become addicted to him. He is at least a healthy addiction and a sexy one at that.

"Why, do you have plans for tonight?" It was a Friday night after all, and Jenny doesn't know about her and Tony yet. "Why don't we go out tonight? Have a ladies night out. What do you say about that?"

"A ladies night out?" Ziva doesn't really want to go out, unless spending more time with Tony, but Jenny is her friend. "That sounds like a wonderful suggestion. I take it Abby is coming along also?"

"It won't be fun if she isn't." Jenny smiles up at Ziva. "It has been a while since you and I have spent some together."

"Yes it has," Ziva agrees with a short reply. "Is that all you wished to see me about? Or is there something else brewing inside that head of yours?"

"I'm just looking forward for tonight," Jenny looks away to glance once again at her computer screen. "You can go now Ziva."

"See you later. At the usual place?" Ziva smiles softly at Jenny, before walking out of her office. Letting out the breath she didn't know she was holding in.

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"What did the director want?" Tony was alone in the squad room, typing furiously on his keyboard. "Everyone left for home."

"Did I ask where they went?" Ziva leans against the edge of Tony's desk, while watching the fast movements of his fingers. "Since when did you learn how to type faster?"

"Since I got bored," Tony raises his eyes to where Ziva's were. "You didn't answer my question?" Tony stands up to gaze deeply in to her deep dark eyes, the color of dark amber or chocolate.

"Jenny wants a girl's night out. Abby will be coming along also," Ziva also was staring deeply in Tony's eyes. "I agreed, and don't you look at me like that. We are supposed to keep our relationship as a secret, were we not?"

"Can't help it when I am staring into your eyes. Did you know how beautiful your eyes are?" Tony looks swiftly around; even to look at the top of the mezzanine. Than swooped in to peck Ziva's lips. "Well you know how to find me and I know how to find you. Just don't go hooking up with someone other than me tonight."

"I wouldn't do that to you," Ziva was speaking the god honest truth; she'll never cheat on Tony. For no one is as hot as Tony. "I'll see you later tonight if I'm not intoxicated."

Laughing softly at that, Tony turns to shut down his computer for the night, or for the whole weekend. He placeshis Sig carefully in its holster, all while keeping eye contact with Ziva.

"Coming sweet cheeks?" Tony just looks so adorable whenever he gives Ziva that pathetic look, which resembles a puppy looking up at its owner trying to beg some more food. "Or do you want to wait for what I have installed for you later tonight?"

"You like to brag about how good you are in bed, don't you." Ziva follows Tony into the elevator. "Never met someone who likes to brag so constantly about their sex life."

"You like to talk," Tony grabs Ziva by the shoulders, pushing her into the wall with a fierce tenderness. "My little screamer."

"What happened to be your little crazy ninja?" Ziva raises her eyebrows with amusement. "I'm only a screamer when I am with you Tony."

Feeling the warmth breath of Tony's tickling her skin, it sends shockwaves through her system. No man had this affect on her and she is glad that Tony is the one who makes her feel this way. Then it his lips brushed against hers. She loved how sweet he was before his impeccable passion takes hold, of his fiery attempts to offer Ziva the greatest temptation. Breaking to grasp some air, just when the elevator doors slid open to the garage floor.

"I love you," Tony whispers in Ziva's ears, causing her cheeks to flare up and burn. "And don't you forget my little screamer."

"Never, my little hairy butt," Ziva whispers right back at Tony with the most beautiful smile upon her gorgeous face. "See you later Tony!"

Tony flashes Ziva the most charming smile of all smiles. That man certainly knows how to smile. The way he smiles, causes the darkest soul to let their deepest secrets out and to cause the cold hearted queen to fall in love with him.

"Is there something I should know about?" Ziva didn't expect to jump at the sound that voice, that person did after all learn from one of the best.

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To Be Continued