Hi All
I wrote this fic in like fifteen minutes and its really short and random but its TIVA and not TEANNE so who cares!
I Hope you enjoy my tiny little one shot
Reveiw please!
Love Yas
Danielle
Saturday Morning
Anthony DiNozzo slowly opened his eyes and looked around the room he rubbed his head, telling his migraine to go away. All he could remember about the night before is coming home and getting drunk and shouting and screaming... But at who? Tony looked at his watch "Saturday that means that yesterday was Friday and that means I was at Ziva's place last night." Every Friday after work Tony would go to Ziva's house and she would make him dinner, they would watch a movie, he would fall asleep on her couch and wake up at home. "That means I must have yelled at her. Oh no. What have I done?" Tony grabbed his keys and headed for the door.
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"Everyone is driving so slowly and what is that kid doing? Is he waving at me? I wonder if Ziva will be mad at me. That was a stupid thing to say, I know Ziva's going to be mad at me I yelled at her. I hope she will forgive me. Ha I can't believe I just said that Ziva is not the forgiving type she's more the hurt me and I'll shoot you type."
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Tony slowly got out of his car and stared at her front door. He took a step away from his car, quietly closed the door and locked it. Tony approached Ziva's door and reached his hand up to knock but heard a voice from inside "Come in Tony, the door's open"
"How did you know it was me?"
"I have my ways" Ziva teased, Tony smiled
"Listen Ziva…" Tony started as he walked into the kitchen to see Ziva preparing lunch. "…About last night… can you tell me why I was yelling at you?" He finished awkwardly.
"I think you got a few words mixed up. Replace 'yelling' with 'screaming' and replace 'at' for 'with'" Ziva said with a very cheeky grin on her face. Tony's jaw dropped open.
"Oh no… we…..we didn't? Did we?"
"Oh yeah, we did and you were very good" Ziva said seductively
"Jeanne is going to kill me" Tony went and sat on the lounge. Ziva followed him into the room but stood next to the door.
"You broke up with her last night, and then you came here and we…"
"You can stop right there…" Ziva walked towards Tony and lowered herself onto his lap.
"Look Tony, you broke up with what-ever-her-name-was, and now…" She ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer to her. "…You're all mine" Ziva pulled his head towards her. She teasingly brushed their lips together and Tony leaned into a long, passionate, loving kiss…..
End