A/N: Ok here it is my first fan fiction! Let me know what you think!

Monday morning:

Tony was running late again, no surprise there. He was hoping that Gibbs was out on a coffee run so he would not get an infamous head slap. It was not his lucky day; he was on the phone. As soon as he sat down Gibbs barked,

"Grab your gear we got a dead marine." As he walked past his desk, he braced himself but it never came. He cracked into a confident smile and Ziva raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Morning zee-vah!" he said with an extra big smile that she loved.

'Morning Tony, you are awful lucky Gibbs did not slap you."

"Yes I am, but it comes with being a DiNozzo, you get all the women and you never get caught." he said as they walked towards the elevator.

"You're not that lucky DiNozzo." Gibbs said giving him a head slap. Ziva could not help but laugh at the surprised look on his face and McGee was obviously enjoying Tony's pain. The car ride was unusual silent as they drove to the crime scene.

"DiNozzo pictures, McGee bag and tag, David statements." Ziva started to protest

"Gibbs do I have to I mean Tony or McGee could" but she was interrupted by a slap to the back of the head

"Are you going to get those statements or will you be doing desk duty for the rest of the week?"

"I am going to go get those statements now." Tony was practically rolling around on the floor laughing and even McGee could not help but giggle. She gave Tony an evil glare as she walked out of the house, and as scary as her look was he could not help but think of how sexy she looked angry. And even though she hated him laughing at her, she loved hearing him laugh, she missed him while she was away, even his incessant movie quotes.

Once they finished up the crime scene and packed up there gear they walked to the car and while Tony talked to McGee she tried to pick pocket his keys but as soon as she grabbed them she felt his larger hands wrap around her small ones.

"And what do you think you're doing zee-vah?"

"Let go of my hand Tony!"

"Not until you let go of the keys."

"Well then I hope you did not need that hand for anything because I am not letting go!" she said giving him her most threatening glare.

"To bad Ziva, I want to live and so does probie so you're out numbered, let go of the keys." she growled at him and gave him her death stare before letting go of the keys. When he grabbed her hand she shivered at his touch, she wanted him so bad. He was thinking how soft her hand was and how she must taste, he was sure she would be extra delicious. They stood there having a starring contest until McGee started to clear his throat.

"Umm excuse me but if your done could you unlock the door we have a murder to solve." "Ya hold on a sec probie I'm coming" Tony said.

Back at the squad room:

"We have marine sniper Lacy Thompson, age 26, she wasn't outstanding but she was a good marine, described as loyal, courageous, and out spoken. Ducky's initial findings show she was shot three times but the actual cause of death was a poising of a currently unknown substance, Abby is processing the bullets and substance now."

"Nice work probie." Tony said as Gibbs walked in.

"What do we got?" Gibbs asked.

"McGee is looking through bank statements and phone records, Ziva has been talking to some of the other marines in her unit, and I just got off the phone with her commanding officer and parents."

"Any leads?"

"Umm no and we can't get a hold of her boyfriend, fellow marine Sam Wilson." Tony said.

"I want him in here for questioning in an hour; I am going to get coffee."

"Probies find the boyfriend I am going to take a nap, don't bother me."

"Excuse you Tony what gives you the authority to boss us around like that?!?"

"Being senior field agent zee-vah!" she let out a growl and got back to work. He gave her an extra big smile before kicking his feet up on the desk and closing his eyes. An hour later Gibbs strolled into the squad room,

"Well is he ready for questioning?" just then, Tony's phone rang.

"Well McGee??" Gibbs asked staring at McGee, making him nervous.

"Umm actually I couldn't get a hold of him, he hasn't answered any of my calls or emails and I can't track his phone."

"So you don't have him? You wasted a whole hour doing nothing?"

"Well I finished looking through her bank statements and phone records and Ziva finished talking to the rest of her unit." McGee stuttered.

"If you're done wasting time probie, the boyfriend is coming up now that was security that just called." Tony said with a smile on his face. Once Gibbs back was turned, Ziva asked, "How the hell did you manage to do that? You napped the whole hour?!?"

"Work smarter not harder probies, I put out a bolo and got a hit a half hour ago and the police just dropped him off at head quarters."

A/N: I hope I fixed it and made it easier for everyone to read. Please read and review!

Much Love,

MJ