Paris. The city of lights. The city of love. One would think of these things when referring to Paris,France but to Tony and Ziva the meaning behind this place meant a lot more. We arrived after an intense and time enduring flight. While feeling the jet lag kicking in, being told there was only one room sent the two agents over the edge. Then once they were in the hotel room, memories flooded back. So many lustful nights actually almost giving into their desires. Both knew they couldn't because they were too close to home. But here in Paris nobody would know. This gave the excuse of not having two rooms meaning to what would change their lives forever. Ziva went to freshen up while Tony went and got ready for bed. She came out in a black and very revealing night gown. Tony raised his eyebrows in a questioning manner. She gave him a seductive smile before speaking, as she was hovering over him tantalizingly. "Tony, I'm tired of pretending. I don't want this to end when we get back to D.C. I want you." Tony had been waiting for those words ever since they went undercover. "Ziva, I want you in the worst way. But I want you know that, I love you Ziva David. I guess I have for more than a long time and I don't want to lose you or let you slip away. I want you to be mine." I love you too! Don't ever leave me again. With that she kissed him with such a fervor that Tony almost fell off the bed. They continued in very adult activities and spent the rest of the night, despite their exhaustion,whispering why they loved each other