Title: Couldn't Live Without You
Summary: He had to know. Had to know what happened. Set just after 7x13 – Jet Lag
Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS, I promise.
He was puzzled. Perplexed even. He needed to know what happened. The witness, Nora something or other, she said that Ziva took the couch and Tony the bed but McGee said, Tony said he took the couch and Ziva the bed. He had to know if they had made the step and 'slept' together so that he could keep an eye on them if they had and keep pushing them if they hadn't. He decided to try for the hotel cameras first. He rang the hotel and the phone was picked up on the second ring.
"Hello, David speaking. How may I help you?" Came the polite and expected answer.
"Yes, it is Agent Gibbs here from NCIS. I need to know if you have security cameras in the bedrooms."
"Sorry sir, I am not at liberty to answer that question. If you will please wait one moment and I will get my manager."
Gibbs just grunted and soon the manager picked up the phone and spoke.
"Hello again Agent Gibbs, what can I do for you today?" came the thankfully familiar voice.
"Hey, Mark. Listen I need to know if you have security cameras in the bedroom suites, specifically room 109."
"Well, I didn't say and you don't know but yes we do in case of emergency only. We do not view those tapes unless an emergency arises."
"That's fine Mark; I just need the tapes for room 109 from the night before last."
"Okay Gibbs. I will see what I can do. If all is well you should have them in your mailbox in 4 days give or take."
Five days later the package came as promised. Gibbs unwrapped it and put the tape into his VCR. He fast-forwarded it to the time period he wanted. As it got close he slowed it down and watched as his two agents entered the suite after dinner, and took turns at getting changed and ready for bed. Tony went in first and came out wearing boxers and his old OSU sweatshirt. He climbed into bed and Ziva went in and in a surprisingly short amount of time came out in a matching set of pyjamas, a t-shirt and shorts. Tony called to her softly and Ziva walked over to the bed and lay down next to Tony. They snuggled together soaking up each others warmth, Tony's hand running through her hair smoothing it down. Within thirty minutes both of them were asleep. He turned the tape off and shook his head slowly. He was surprised to say the least. They had slept together, just slept. It was an act so intimate yet at the same time so innocent, that he could only stare. He would speak to Tony soon, McGee too, and tell them he was officially abolishing rule 12. They deserved each other. His mind flashed back to what McGee had said Tony had said. Just couldn't live without you. Tony was right; he could not live without her.