Hey guys. Well, I'm back. Here's the sequel to The Anniversary. It does follow on so reading it would be helpful. Let me know what you think.
Disclaimer applies to all chapters-I own nothing, wish I did, but I don't.
Ziva David took the stairs two at a time as she ran from Tony's apartment in only his shirt from the night before, over the top of her tank top and underwear. She ran out to her Mini-Cooper and retrieved her ever present go bag and returned to her partner's apartment. She dropped the bag on to the sofa, unable to not remember the nightmare she'd had there just a few hours before. Shaking away the memory, she opened the bag and pulled from it her sports bra, shorts and trainers deciding to just wear the tank top she had on-she was only going for a run after all.
She expertly tiptoed across his bedroom before entering his bathroom.
"You know Zi, this is very morning after." Tony laughed gently, making her jump.
"Morning after?" She questioned curiously in between brushing her teeth with the toothbrush she'd left at Tony's the last time she'd stayed.
"You know, after a couple have sex the girl stereotypically wears the guys shirt the next morning."
"We did not have sex Tony." Ziva pointed out blatantly.
"I know. But you are wearing my shirt." Ziva smiled, put down her tooth brush, satisfied her teeth were now clean, and started to unbutton the shirt while, much to her amusement, Tony averted his gaze.
"Tony? I am wearing something underneath." She giggled, throwing the shirt over his shoulder. He laughed with her but refused to look at her. "Is there something wrong?"
"You don't think this is odd?" Ziva looked at him questioningly. "We kissed last night Zi, and then spent the night together."
"I know."
"And you don't think it's odd this morning?" She thought for a moment.
"No and to be honest, that was the first night I have slept properly since…it happened." Tony took her gaze and his expression softened. "Do not Tony. I am fine. You can go back to sleep for a few hours. It is only half past four." He took her hand and inspected it for several seconds.
"Do you want me to come?"
"You do not need to. I shall be fine."
"Oh, trust me, I don't doubt that. I'm asking if you want me to."
"If it is all the same to you, I would rather be on my own. You do not mind, yes?"
"Of course I don't mind. I just thought I'd ask." With that he left her to dress in peace.
Ziva let herself in over two hours later. Assuming Tony would still be asleep, she slipped into his bathroom and ran the shower until it was hot. She shed her running gear and slid under the steaming jets. Several minutes later, she emerged and wrapped her self in a towel. She gathered up her clothes and exited the bathroom. However, before she was even barely in the bedroom, she dropped the clothes in her arms and jumped.
"Tony!" She screamed. Her partner stood from his place in the doorway and, after trying desperately, and failing, to resist the urge to look her up and down, covered his eyes. "What are you doing?"
"Fixing the door." He winced motioning at the empty door frame and the door lying beside it, splintered at the hinges where Tony had kicked it last night. "Sorry, I didn't realise you were in the shower." Ziva shook her head.
"No, no, it is your home. You can obviously do whatever you want within it. I should have checked. It is I that am sorry." Tony removed his hand slowly and sighed.
"I feared this would happen. I just really wanted to know what it felt like and then you were screaming and you'd only sleep while I was holding you, so I thought if we slept like that, you may get a decent night sleep and…well I'm sorry Zi." He babbled while Ziva struggled to keep up.
"Tony?"
"I don't want things to be awkward Zi." He stated quietly.
"Things would not be awkward if I were not in a towel." She giggled and Tony blushed.
"Sorry."