The first couple of scenes are to set up the story...basically Tony's mindset.
I hope it doesn't suck too much. ;)
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His cell phone pressed to his ear, Tony tossed his jacket over a stool as he sat down at a bar.
"What can I get ya?"...A young, smiling woman asked, her dark hair pulled back into a ponytail.
Tony looked at her for moment before answering..."Line 'em up...John Daniels."
"Don't you mean Jack Daniels?"
"He may be Jack to you Miss, but when you've known him as long as I have..."
"Scent Of A Woman, right?"...She chuckled.
Tony let out a half smile..."Maybe."...He whispered.
The young woman set up 5 shot glasses in a row and poured two shots, taking the other three glasses away..."That's all you get."
Tony let the phone slide from his ear..."Why's that?"
The young woman lifted one of the two remaining shots from the bar, drinking it down, she turned the glass over, setting it down firmly..."Because I need you working at full efficiency tonight."...She grinned.
"Heh. What's your name?"
"Kimberly, but people call me Kimmie."...She replied, leaning into him..."Yours?"
Tony lowered his phone, clicking one of the buttons, then lifted it back to his ear..."My friends call me Tony."
"What do your lovers call you?"
"Heh. You're not shy, are ya?"
"Nuh uh."...She smiled..."Who you calling?"
"Just trying to find out if someones flight arrived or not."
"Oh."...She lifted Tony's left hand, not seeing a wedding ring..."Not your wife...girlfriend?"
"Co-worker."...Tony softly spoke, thinking back to when Ziva left for Israel and how miserable it made him feel..."Just a co-worker."
"This a female co-worker?"
Tony nodded. A man called out for a pitcher of beer.
Kimmie turned, grabbing a pitcher from under the bar, filling it..."Thought so."...She turned back, setting the pitcher of beer on the bar, she travelled back to Tony..."You don't remember me, do ya?"
Tony lifted the shot of whiskey to his lips, quickly downing it. He gritted his teeth..."How long ago was it?"
"About six months ago, you came in half-drunk, spouting off about being punished for something stupid, you were being put out to sea, that you were just following an order...long story short, my boss put you in a cab."
Tony tilted his head forward, rubbing at the top of his head..."And you remember me...why?"
"Well...you got up on the karaoke stage and blasted out some weird rendition of Lady by Kenny Rogers."
"Heh. Sounds like me."
"And you're cute."...Kimmie added, filling another pitcher of beer..."So, tell me...Tony."
"Hmm?"
Kimmie slowly made her way back over to him..."I get off in 10 minutes...you wanna..."
Tony lowered his phone, snapping it closed, he let out a smile.
"Is that a yes?"...Kimmie asked.
"It landed safely."...Tony shook his head..."What did you ask again?"
Kimmie smiled..."Never mind, the drink's on me."
Tony pulled a five dollar bill from his wallet, setting the shot glass on top of it..."That's for the company."...Tony declared with a smile. He stood up, picking up his jacket, putting it on. He dug into his pockets, pulling out the neck brace he had bought for Ziva.
"What's that?"...Kimmie asked.
"Neck supporter, but she didn't need it, she was flying first class...you fly at all?"
"Sometimes."
"Then 5 bucks and a neck thingy for your company."...Tony said, dropping the neck brace on top of the bar..."Have a good night, Kimmie."
Kimmie watched as Tony left the bar. She picked up the neck brace, the price tag was still attached.
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Christmas day...
Tony shuffled his way into the bar, brushing freshly fallen snow from his hair. He walked over to the bar, sitting in front of Kimmie.
"Hey, Tony."...She smiled just the same as she had the previous twenty times she saw him..."How's work been?"
Tony shrugged his shoulder.
"That bad, huh?"...She sat two shot glasses in front of him, filling them with whiskey..."I have just the thing for you...spiked eggnog chasers."
"Heh."...Tony smiled as Kimmie placed two cups of eggnog next to the shot glasses. He lifted the whiskey and waited for her to lift her shot glass. They downed them together..."Hits ya, right there, don't it?"...Tony pounded his chest with an open hand before lifting the cup of eggnog, finishing it off just as fast..."Talked to a friend at Metro, he took care of that ticket for ya."
Kimmie smiled..."Best Christmas present I've ever gotten."
"What? Me taking care of a ticket for you? It was nothing."
"No."...Kimmie said, leaning forward, she kissed Tony on the lips. She pulled back, showing she was holding a mistletoe over their heads..."That."...She smiled.
Tony looked at the mistletoe..."Merry Christmas, Kimmie."...He stood up, moving his hand behind her ear, he pressed his lips to her forehead, pulling a twenty dollar bill from behind her ear.
"Your magic is getting better."...Kimmie smiled.
"I have a lot of time to practice."...Tony stated, he turned..."Have a good night, Kimmie."
"Same to you, Tony."
Tony stepped out of the bar, bundling his coat up, he slid his hands into his pockets, pulling out a half of a twenty dollar bill from each pocket, the same bill he had given Kimmie, he looked back through the window of the bar..."Looks like I need to practice more, huh?"...He thought out loud to himself, smiling the entire time.
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Several months later...
The elevator door opened, McGee stepped out, moving quickly over to Ziva..."You're never going to believe it."
Ziva squinted her eyes, looking at the shocked expression on McGee's face..."Believe what?"
"Someone has finally beaten your high score on the shooting range."
Ziva smirked, she loved a challenge..."Who? Gibbs?"
"Nope...Tony."
Ziva cocked her head, not believing it..."Tony? DiNozzo? Tony DiNozzo?"
"Yeah."
Ziva turned her head, looking towards Tony's desk, then back at McGee..."Our DiNozzo?"
"Yeah."
"How?"
McGee shrugged..."He beat your score by 7 points."
"Is it April Fools' Day?"
"It's May, Ziva."
"Right."...Ziva lifted a pencil, tapping it against her lips as Tony walked into the squad room coming from the lounge, he was ripping at a wrapper of a Klowny Kake with his teeth..."Tony."
Tony stopped, looking at Ziva..."Yeah?"...He mumbled through gnashed teeth.
Ziva rose up from her chair, she slowly made her way over to Tony's desk, sitting on the edge of his desk, facing him.
Tony sat down..."Uh, can I help you?"...Ziva didn't move. He yanked open the wrapper, finally getting inside, he lifted the sweet to his mouth, taking a bite.
She held her finger out to his lips, wiping away some excess cream filling from his lip. She lifted her finger to her mouth tasting the cream..."You broke my record, yes?"...She smirked, licking at her lips.
"Maybe."
Ziva leaned her upper body forward..."How?"
Tony smiled, holding up a deck of card..."Pick a card and I'll tell ya."
Ziva backed away..."Why?"
"It's a game, wanna play with me, Zee-vah?"...Tony grinned.
Ziva smirked, she missed flirting with Tony, it was one of her favorite things to do at work, she had forgotton how much fun it used to be, yet she still didn't know why it all stopped..."Fine."...Ziva picked a card from the deck.
"Don't show it to me."...Tony said..."Remember what it is, then put it back in the deck."
Ziva squinted at the card, it was the queen of heart, she carefully placed it back into the deck.
Tony leaned forward..."Do you remember it?"
"Mm-hmm."...Ziva replied, she smiled seductively at him.
Tony smiled at her as he shuffled the deck very slowly, their lips mere inches away from one another.
The elevator dinged..."Ziva?"...A male voice called out.
Ziva's eyes were locked into Tony's eyes as he continued to the shuffle the deck.
"Ziva."...The voice got louder.
Ziva shook her head, breaking away from Tony's gaze, she turned..."Michael?"...Ziva stood from the desk, moving over to a man holding a bouquet of white roses..."What are you doing here?"
He held out the flowers to her..."I wanted to see you."...He leaned in, kissing her on the lips.
McGee stood up from his desk, seeing that they kissed. He looked on with much curiousity. He started towards them..."Ziva?"
"Oh, McGee...this is..."
"Michael Rivkin."...The man said, holding out his hand to McGee.
McGee looked at Ziva as he shook the man's hand.
"I'm her fiance."
McGee looked at Michael, then back at Ziva..."Uh, what?"
Ziva laughed nervously, Gibbs stepped out of the elevator..."Gibbs."...Gibbs walked over, holding a cup of coffee..."I would like you to meet someone."...He stopped next to them..."This is my fiance."...She said, looking very uncomfortable.
"Nice to meet you."...Rivkin said, holding out his hand to Gibbs..."I've heard a lot about you."
Gibbs shook his hand..."I've heard a lot about you, too."...He lied.
Ziva chuckled..."Oh, I'd like you to meet Tony."...She turned around.
"Ahh, the famous DiNozzo."...Rivkin laughed..."Ziva was always talking about him...always."
"Tony?"...Ziva called out, moving to his desk, the half eaten Klowny Kate was sitting on his keyboard. She quickly surveyed the area, she stopped, seeing playing cards all over the floor in front of the window. A single card was pressed against the window. Ziva moved over to the window, seeing the queen of hearts, it was the card she picked, pressed against the window. She reached out for it, rubbing her fingers along the card, but the card was on the outside of the window. She looked back at Gibbs, McGee and Michael in amazement, then back at the window..."Tony."...She sighed and whispered to herself.
