A/N: I'm not as big of a fan of this one, other than the ending. I'm super critical of my own work though. In my mind, it's not up to par with the other two one shots I've posted. Super fluffy – I'm not sure I've ever written a fluffier piece – happy, sweet, you get the idea. Very opposite to what has happened recently. I could see this one potentially being extended, but that's up to you guys. Happy reading! ~tivafanintheusa
"HEY!"
Gibbs's yell brought the small talk among the crowd to a stop as they turned to look at Gibbs.
He smiled a rare smile at the group before announcing "Please join me in welcoming the happy couple, Mr. and Mrs. Anthony DiNozzo Jr.!"
The doors to the small reception ballroom opened in perfect timing, allowing Tony and Ziva to make their way into the room without ever having to stop. They grinned at their closest friends and family who had all come to help them celebrate their special day.
Gibbs, McGee, Abby, Abigail Borin, even Vance and his kids. Senior and Schmeil completed the picture. "It's time for their first dance as husband and wife. Tony?"
Tony smiled at Ziva and lead her out to the dance floor where he pulled her close, one arm around her waist and the other holding her hand. Ziva gasped as the first bars of "I'm Glad There is You" by Julie London played over the speakers.
Tony grinned shyly, touching his forehead to hers. "The moment I knew without a doubt I loved you and wanted to spend my life with you was in Berlin, dancing to this song. I knew there was no other person I wanted to hold close and dance with, no one else I wanted to kiss or spend my free time with. I love you, Ziva."
Ziva smiled. "I love you too, Tony." He leaned down and kissed her softly before continuing to waltz her around the floor. Ziva grinned up at him, for once content to let Tony lead. A slight misstep caused her to fall into him slightly but he obviously had practice at this because he caught her effortlessly and continued on with their dance, making it seem as if nothing had happened. Only the smirk on his face and the twinkle in his eye gave anything away.
"Nice dancing there, Sweetcheeks."
"Next time, you wear the heels, Tony," Ziva replied with sparkling eyes locked on Tony's, the line a throwback to the undercover case in which they had caught the number two cyber-terrorist in the world. "This is much harder than it looks, I will have you know. I do not appreciate the teasing-"
"Ah, you love me," Tony cut her off.
Ziva's face softened, and she smiled up at him shyly. "Yes," she said kissing him sweetly, "I do". And the significance of her word choice wasn't missed on either of them.
