A/N: Short first chapter. Basically, Ziva goes to Tony so that she can forget about her brother, but when she shows up she finds Jeanne there. Jealousy erupts and Tony tries to keep his cover going. Definitely Tiva. AU. No beta, sorry.
Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own NCIS. If I did this would be an episode. ;)
"Night," Tony said as he walked out of the office.
"What are you doing tonight, Tony?" Ziva asked as he walked out of the office.
"Nothing, Zee-vah." He walked out of the room and she knew that he was lying to her, but she said nothing. She just watched him leave. Ziva was the only person left in the office, or so she thought. Placing her head in her hands she felt the tears press against the back of her eyes. It had been a year since she had killed her brother. Flashbacks zoomed through her head. His lifeless eyes as she stared down at him had haunted her.
3 hours later
"Ari," she breathed.
"Ziver, go home. Get some rest."
"Gibbs, I am fine." His only response was to raise an eyebrow as she wiped her eyes.
"Fine . . . thank you, Gibbs," she said as she stood up gathering her stuff.
On the ride home, she found herself actually driving under the speed limit. She was dreading going home. She couldn't be in a room all alone with pictures of Ari surrounding her. She just couldn't do it. Making the first "Legal" U-turn she found she stopped at Block Buster to grab a few movies. She walked through them when he saw Fiddler on the Roof. When she picked it up she saw that it was a musical about a Jewish community. Smiling to herself she grabbed to more movies, The Sound of Music (it was one of her favorites) and the Godfather (Tony's favorite). She checked out, then headed over to the Wal-Mart across the street and grabbed several boxes of candy and a tea. By the time she was back at her car the tea was gone. Climbing in, she through the candy on the other side of the car. She pulled out of the parking lot and sped as fast as possible to Tony's car.
Tony lay on the coach with Jeanne resting her head on his shoulder. They were watching a movie on the television. He was smiling contently, but Ziva's lack of emotion today kept bugging him. Pushing it to the back of his mind he focused more on being happy with the girl in his arms, instead of thinking about his partner who he had kept in the dark. Suddenly, he heard a knock at his door and he felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. Jeanne got up to answer the door and he cringed when he heard the door open, knowing that only one person would come here at 10:00 at night: Ziva.
Jeanne opened the door and when she saw another woman's face her happy smile fell.
"Who are you?"
The young Israeli eyed her suspiciously before responding, "Ziva David. Tony's partner."
Jeanne felt a knot form in her stomach. Partner? What did that mean? She thought.
"I'm Jeanne Benoit . . . Tony's girlfriend," she clarified trying to make the exotic beauty at their door squirm. Ziva was surprised, but her face, to Jeanne's disappointment, remained expressionless.
"Is Tony here?"
"Um, yes. Why do you need him?"
Ziva was starting to get more and more annoyed. "I would like to see Tony, so if you'll excuse me." Pushing past Jeanne, she entered the room. The doctor was shocked at this "new" girl's audacity. She can't be that close to Tony! I don't even know her?
"Tony," Ziva called, "Sorry, I came so late, but you forgot this at my apartment, yes?" She had brought his jacket that she had been keeping in her car forever. She'd always meant to give it back, but she had never gotten around to it.
"Uh, yeah. Thanks, Ziva . . . can we talk?" He walked into his kitchen where Ziva was doing the dishes as though she had lived there her entire life.
"What are you doing here, Ziva?" He whispered urgently.
"They were fumigating my apartment this morning and I needed somewhere to go for an hour or two more." He knew she was lying, but said nothing. He simply looked at her.
"Ugh, fine! I got bored. Gibbs sent me home earlier, and I have nothing better to do," she admitted.
"Read?" He suggested, playing along event though he still felt like she was lying to him.
"I finished my book yesterday, and all libraries are closed, as well as book stores. Besides," she added, "I brought The Godfather."
Tony gasped, "How did you find that version?"
"I went to Block Buster," she said hesitantly.
"Are you serious? I spent years trying to find that!" He reached for it, but she quickly moved her arm behind her back.
"Zee – vah!" He tried again and she made a break to get out of the kitchen, but his arms wrapped around her waist picking her up.
"Tony!" She shrieked laughing in a very non-assassin way. He plucked the movie out of her hands as she tried to squirm out of his grasp. Suddenly, their laughing stopped. Jeanne was standing there watching them. Both Tony and Ziva became aware of the position they were in. Ziva was bent over from when she had been trying to throw Tony, who was bent over on top of her with his arms locked firmly around her waist and arms; the movie in his hand, off. They looked almost like a couple, but at the same time just very close friends. Whereas Jeanne was confused, Tony felt guilty and Ziva felt strangely embarrassed. His weight felt heavy on her back and his arms and body sent electrical currents through her veins. The room immediately felt smaller and the temperature rose several degrees. Tony could feel his arms wrapped securely around his partner, and although, he didn't want to, which greatly scared him, he knew that he must let go. Slowly standing back up, pulling Ziva with him, he unraveled his arms from hers and took a step back and to the left. They both immediately missed the other's warmth and the electrical feel they had gotten. Putting the thought aside, Tony went to make introductions.
"Jeanne, this is my best friend Ziva. Ziva, this is my girlfriend Jeanne."
"Hi," Ziva said simply with a slight wave.
"Hello, Ms. David," she said before turning on her heel and coldly stalking off.
A/N: First FanFic. Anyways, they are obviously a little OOC, but that's what AU is for. Please review! Should I continue?