Tony rolled over onto his back on his king sized bed and let out a groan, he ached all over. He squinted his eyes at the sun light that poured into his room and looked at his bedside clock. 0900. "Shit" he mumbled and sat up in frenzy, then remembered it was a Sunday. He rubbed his forehead as his hangover kicked in. He winced and remembered the night before. Well some parts of it. That was the worst thing about meeting up with the guys from Baltimore. The hangovers. He pulled back his light cotton sheets and swung his legs off the bed and made his way the kitchen. He popped an aspirin into his mouth and swigged a glass of water.

"Tony man! You're awake "

Tony span around and spat out his water all over the floor and began to choke.
Petey guffawed.

Tony calmed down and whined
"you scared the life outta me! What the heck are you doing here Petey?!"
"Well buddy you let me stay here!" Petey said with a grin.
" I did?"
Petey chuckled.
"Yeah dude. You said you'd drop me home in the morning. Man you guys drank a lot last night." Petey chuckled again at the memories and shook his head. Then began again excitedly "That's ok right? Cos, I mean. I don't mind sitting here for a bit.. you've got a pretty nice movie collection! I mean you've got everything!"

Tony gritted his teeth, he hated it when people messed with his DvD's. He plastered on a smile and said sweetly "Petey. Buddy. Give me 1o to shower and then I'll drop you home yeah?"

"Ahhh dude, you're the best! Take your time! I wanna finish off watching this freaky movie. Beetlejuice. Maaan this is some crazy shit.. "

Tony rolled his eyes as Petey's gaze went back to the 42 inch telly.

Tony went back to his bedroom and grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom to take a shower. He took off his only piece of clothing. His favourite pair of boxers and stood in the shower and began shampooing his hair. He stretched his arms and felt something funny on his back. He tried to look at what was on his back but failed. He stepped out of the shower and looked at the plaster type thing on his back that was just below his neck and in between his shoulder blades. He wrapped his towel around his waist and ran back into the living room.

"Petey!" he shouted

"Yeah.." Petey said glancing up from the movie in suprise at Tony and smiled "Man are you still drunk? You've still got shampoo in your hair!"

Tony was not in the mood for jokes.

"Petey! What happened to me?!"

"Ahh, dude, what are you on about?" Petey said confused

"What. Is. This. On. My. Back?!"

"A bandage" Petey said still very confused.

Tony was losing his patience.

"And why do I have this frigging bandage on?!" Tony growled.

"Well to protect your tattoo." Petey replied calmly as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.

"I GOT A TATTOO?!"

"Yeah.." Petey chuckled. AGAIN. "Man do you remember anything?"

Tony glared at him. "Well obviously not Prob- Petey. I was drunk. Which idiot even gave me this tattoo?! I WAS DRUNK!"

Petey smiled "Well you seemed to know the dude. Uh, frank you kept calling him. He refused at first cos you were so out of your head. But you kept going on about how he owed you a favour, and he gave in to get rid of you."

"Well what kind of tattoo is it? Is it the buck eyes?"

Petey rolled his eyes. "No dude. It was that chicks name.."

Tony paled.

Petey carried on rambling "You kept saying how amazing she was yesterday and you were saying some crap about being killed with paperclips. I dunno what you were on about.. her name began with Z.. zoe? Nah.. " Petey carried on talking to himself oblivious to Tony's reaction. "You kept saying how exotic it was. Or was it erotic? Maaaaaan, what was her name..?"

Tony went over to his mirror above the mantelpiece and carefully pulled back the bandage.

Written in loopy black ink was..
"Ziva" Tony whispered.

Petey jumped up. "Yeah man that's the name! I was just about to say it you know!" Petey peered over Tony's shoulder into the mirror. "It looks goooooood! When you gonna show her?"

Tony swallowed the lump in his throught.

"I'm not." He mumbled.