A/N: Jennifer is a couple years older then Ziva... (Jen: 18, Ziva: 16)

1995 9:00pm - Tel-Aviv, Israel - Sde Dov Airport (Dov Hoz Airport)

Jennifer's POV

When the plane hit the tarmac, I was knocked out of the peaceful sleep I was in. Standing up stretching with my hands held high like I was trying to touch the roof of the plane, grabbing my bag off the seat I made a move for the door which was situated at the front of the plane to the left.

Before exiting I thanked the pilot and co-pilot for a wonderful flight, walking down the few steps that led to the ground, that was one of the ups for working in the CIA you always travel by private plane.

Looking straight ahead I spotted a woman with dark hair, a smile on her face and a gun on her hip. 'Well she sure hasn't changed much...' Jennifer thought with a smile.

Stepping off the plane I walked over to the woman, I met a year ago hoping it was her I'll be working with.

"Hello again Ziva, it's so nice to see you..." Jennifer asked holding out her hand for the woman in front of her, who seemed to be in a trance.

Jennifer dropped her bag to the floor and tried again to get the Israeli's attention. "Ziva..." Jennifer said waving her hand in front of Ziva's face.

Ziva's POV

Waiting patiently on the tarmac I looked at my watch to see what the time was. Seeing it was 8:50, I placed my hands behind my back, looking back out on the tarmac. A couple minutes later the announcer came over the speaker saying there was a plane approaching?

When the plane touched down I quickly looked over myself, I had trade-in my usual cargo pants and boots, for a pair black pants and black high-heels with a black top and a long black leather jacket.

Keeping a hand on my gun, I walked over to where the plane had stopped. A small staircase lowered down and a woman with flamed red hair walked down them, smiling as she made her way to me. 'She looks a lot better without her pink hair...' Ziva thought. The woman in question stopped right in front of me and for a few moments I had forgotten how to speak.

Realizing I'd been staring for sometime at the woman, who now stood in front of me with a worried look on her face, waving a hand in front of my face. Shaking my head out of the daydream I was currently in I went to apologise.

"My, apologises Jennifer, I was... thinking" Ziva explained to Jennifer.

Jennifer smiled and went to pick up her bag, but Ziva quickly reached for it, lifting it over her head so that she could rest it on her shoulder, arranging the bag so that it had an equal weight. Jennifer attempted to get the bag back, but failed when Ziva stepped back.

"If you'll follow me, I'll escort you to the American Embassy..." Ziva said to Jen signalling her to walk in front.

Walking out of the airport, Jennifer turned to Ziva. "Ziva I never got a chance to say it before, your English is amazing". Ziva smiled then replied to Jennifer's question. "Thanks I studied for some of my degrees in England, so it should be pretty amazing" Ziva said laughing at the look her answer had gotten.

"Jen" Jen said to Ziva who looked a little confused by her answer so she explained "call me, Jen.

Ziva smiled in response as she and Jennifer continued their walk to the embassy, in a few minutes they were stood outside the embassy. "So, here we are, I hope you enjoy your stay in Israel and I will see you in the morning..."Ziva said to Jennifer giving back her bag and walking down the street.

Jennifer grabbed at her arm as she tried to walk away and pulled her towards herself placing her hands on Ziva's hips. "Come in, inside?" Jennifer asked in a seductive tone hoping Ziva would take her offer. "No" Ziva said firmly looking away as she spoke. "If I come in, there's only thing that will be happening?" Ziva finished turning back to face Jen.

"Would that bother, you" Jennifer asked as she was not quite ready to let Ziva go just yet.

"No... It's just..." Ziva started to say but was interrupted when Jennifer slowly started to kiss her in the middle of street; Ziva immediately stopped her by gently pushing her away

"What's wrong?" Jennifer asked leaning forward again.

"My father has people that follow me around and report my actions back to him, so I need to be careful; I don't want you getting hurt because of me" Ziva said to Jennifer looking sad as she spoke.

"Then come inside... your safe with me and your differently safe inside" Jennifer replied back letting go of Ziva.

Standing on the steps watching as Ziva had a little look around, Jennifer had been informed by Kat that Ziva was trained by her mother and not her father so she could easily out-smart who ever followed her and the fact Ziva had an IQ of over 300. When Ziva was satisfied she stepped backwards into the promoter, turning she walked towards Jen who smiled at her. Once Ziva was inside two black gates slammed shut scaring her so she turned with her gun aimed at the gates.

"Baby... everything ok" Jennifer asked stepping towards Ziva placing one of her hands gently on her back placing her free hand on her gun. Smiling at Jen's choice of pet name "yes... I have advanced hearing, I got a little scared when the gates slammed shut" Ziva said placing her gun back in the holster turning and grabbing Jennifer's hand. "Shall we continue inside?" Ziva said walking up the steps, pulling Jen along with her.

Once inside the embassy Ziva started to walk around looking at the various paintings that were hanging on the walls, Jennifer stepped behind Ziva placing her hands on hips leaning forward she whispered in her ear "I just need to go and talk to someone, but I'll be right back..." Ziva replied ok and Jen was gone.

Jennifer walked over to desk that seat a woman typing on a keyboard. "Hi..." Jen said to the woman. "How may I help, you ma'am..." the woman stopping her typing "I was told there's a few files for me, my name's Agent Jennifer Sheppard..." Jen said showing her ID to the woman. "Thank you, Ma'am, here you are..." the woman handed the files over to Jen who thanked her.

Walking over to Ziva, Jen placed her left hand on Ziva's back. "Ready to go up stairs..." Jen said to Ziva. "Differently..." Ziva replied grabbing Jen's hand again.


Once inside the room Jennifer dropped the files she'd just been given on the coffee table along with her bag placing her gun and holster on top of it, when Ziva stepped though the door Jen locked it. Leaning against the door; Jen looked at Ziva from head to toe while she thought about what to do with the girl of her dreams.

"Do you have to do that, you're making me nervous" Ziva said to Jen who stopped her staring.

"Sorry... it's not my fault you're so beautiful" Jennifer replied back with a smile

Ziva smiled back removing her jacket, throwing it on the back of the conch, after that was done she removed her gun and holster and placed it on the table. Ziva took a seat on the conch removing her heels and untying her hair giving her head a quick shake, placing both her arms on the back of the conch she leaned back so she could get a little more comfortable.

Following Ziva's actions Jen removed her jacket, Slipped out of her shoes and slowing walked over to Ziva letting her hair down as she did placing both her hands on her shoulders Jennifer straddled her lap. Responding to Jen's actions, Ziva placed her hands on Jennifer's hips and pulled her close.

"Tell me..." Jen asked running the fingers gently down the right side of Ziva's face ... If I Kiss you again, will you pull away" Jennifer finished pushing her hand into Ziva's hair.

Ziva responded by starting a slow kiss; which Jennifer soon responded to pushing both of her hands into Ziva's hair, who pulled Jen as close to her as she possible could; running her hands up pulling up her top as she did. Pulling out of the kiss; raising up her arms so Ziva could pull her top over her head; dropping it to the floor. Ziva moved forward to kiss Jen again, but she pulled away.

Sliding off of Ziva's lap taking a sit beside her then getting to her feet, she looked down at Ziva. "Did I do something, wrong?" Ziva asked with a sad tone in her voice.

"Not at all, I stopped you because I don't want are, first time together happening here... I won't it to be... Perfect" Jen replied with a smile and slipping out of her skirt kicking backwards out of the way.

"Alright..." Ziva said getting to her feet "Take me to the bedroom" said Ziva holding out her hand.

Walking backwards Jennifer led Ziva to the bed that was located just a few feet away, stopping at the base of it she turned so Ziva's back was facing the bed.

"As sexy as you look in black... I'm afraid it's going to have to come off" Jennifer said to Ziva making a grab for her top pulling it over her head and dropping it to the floor.

Walking forward a little undoing Ziva's belt as she did; who was walking backwards until she felt the back of the bed. Once the clasp and zipper were undone, Jennifer gently pushed Ziva down on the bed and pulled of her pants off; dropping them to the floor by now Ziva had pulled herself up to the pillows, waiting for Jennifer to come join her.

Kneeling on the bed Jennifer crawled over to Ziva; reaching her legs Jen placed light kiss and begin travelling up, until Ziva started laughing stopping her actions Jennifer looked up at Ziva.

"Are you trickles, Ziva?" Jen asked with a smirk.

"...No" Ziva replied in an I-don't-think-she-believed-me tone "Please don't stop..."

Returning to her previous actions; to final reaching Ziva's head, getting a little more comfortable and giving Ziva a light kiss; looking into her eyes Jennifer said with a smile.

"This is when the fun, begins..."