Disclaimer: I Do not in anyway own NCIS or its characters
Summary: Set after Til Death Do Us Part. Ziva comes to Tonys' apartment to seek comfort in her best friend in the aftermath of the explosion on the Navy Yard.
Prompt: Beginning Couple: Tiva
It had been a long day. Way too long, and all Tony wanted to do was put in a good comedy and fall asleep. He walked through his front door and threw his jacket, umbrella and keys onto the counter before flicking on the light.
"Hi Tony" She whispered.
"Holy Sh- Ziva don't do that!" He had jumped in the air knocking over a vase that rested on the counter.
"I thought you said you were going home?" He questioned her about what she had said the hospital.
"I did, but I could not sleep" She replied sheepishly and it was only then that he noticed the soaking wet pyjamas she was wearing.
"Zi…" He walked over and pulled her close. "Go have a shower and you can wear one of my shirts to bed. You are absolutely drenched. I'll make us something to eat"
"Okay" Her voice was so soft, he barely recognized it, his heart clenching at every word she spoke. He watched as she retreated into his bedroom. 'Hell, I thought the day I saw Ziva in my shirt would have been after I got her into bed not before.'
He put the macaroni and cheese on the stove before walking over towards his bathroom door, pressing his ear against it listening for the sound of running water. When he was certain she was in the shower he went back into his room to change. He just finished pulling on his grey Ohio state sweats when he heard the door to his en-suite open.
"Oh- um- uh- I'm just going to-" Tony stuttered backing out of his bedroom, cursing under his breathe when he walked into the wall.
"Tony, wait" He paused and looked at her. "Yes?"
"Thank you" She whispered and he nodded before walking back out into the living room.
Later that night they sat curled up on the loveseat. Her head on his chest and him stroking her hair.
"So, Ziva you can take my bed and I'll take the couch" She shook her head.
"No"
"You want the couch?" He questioned.
"No Tony, I do not want to be alone tonight" His mouth formed an "O" in realization.
"Tony, woll Mcgee be alright?" she asked her brown eyes widening,
"Yeah, he will" he murmered kissing the top of her head.
She pulled back, Her brown eyes meeting his emerald.
"Will we?" She asked, her voice thick. They both started to lean inand just before their lips net he whispered
"Yeah Zi, we'll be okay"