The Day Ziva David Shot Tony DiNozzo
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Everyone knew one day it would happen. Tony DiNozzo was bound to get shot. Yes it had happened before, but that was in the line of duty. Yet he still had to face his co-workers. Other Special Agents with licenses to carry; people who were high on the list to not annoy, drive up the wall, or make angry; one in particular an ex-Mosad assassin, Ziva David.
It had happened on April 1st, April fool's day. Tony's day as everyone whom he had ever worked with in the past came to know. All knew that on that particular day that they were going to be pranked. It always just depended on how much.
The day started off normal. The pranks started off small. A whoopee cushion there, a shocking keyboard here, and even a daring escapade into the world of Gibbs. His pranks got laughs an earned him an angry glare or sneer from every one of his victims. While waiting for their pranks, everyone began to notice that one person in particular was being skipped.
There were rumors that maybe he was being threatened, or maybe there was something going on between the two. By the end of the day people were becoming anxious. They knew Tony DiNozzo left no person unpranked, so what did he have in store for Ziva David.
Ziva knew all of this very well. She had become a little more on edge as each hour passed. By the time she arrived home Ziva's hairs were standing up on the back of her neck ready for fight mode. When she entered her apartment all the lights were off, normal, but when she flipped the switch nothing happened. Her frustration level was at a high now as she looked for the breaker box. She was about to flip the breaker when she heard a creak emanate from her bedroom. Her hand immediately went to her sig on her hip. She made her was to the bedroom, when she heard another creek coming out of the kitchen. Her mind was screaming danger, when she heard the sound of her French doors opening.
Suddenly, there was a loud popping sound, lights flashing, streamers flying, and then sounds of a gunshot.
Once all the noise had died down and the lights had returned Ziva looked towards here French door to find Tony screaming in pain with a hand on his right butt cheek with blood seeping through his fingers. "Ziva you shot me," he stated shocked.
"April Fool's day Tony" Ziva said as she threw a towel at him.