Chapter 1 of my first ever fanfiction. I hope you like it. Please rate and review =)
It was raining now, hard, so his windows were rolled up. The smooth jazz was playing in the background. He was humming to himself, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, keeping to the rhythm of the music. He was not paying attention to his driving, thinking about the day's events, when suddenly he realized the car in front of him wasn't moving.
"OH COME ON" he yelled at the car in front of him as he hit the horn. So much for getting home early today. At least it's not Friday night.
He was so close to his exit on the highway, he was getting annoyed. He saw flashing lights; police lights. He sighed, as they brought him back to earlier that day…
….
"Drinks tonight Ziva? Long case, finally wrapped up." He had said cheerily as they drove back from the crime scene
"Sorry Tony, not tonight. Already have plans."
"Who with?" he was curious.
"Someone…" she had told him, teasing him, as he always did.
"Oh. Tomorrow then?" he asked, hopeful.
"Uh, I have plans tomorrow as well Tony."
"Hmmm." he said with a hint of disappointment in his voice. "Alright Zee-vah. How long til we get back again?"
"Another half an hour. And I can do the day after." she gave him a small smile, and he smiled back.
…
He was starting to switch lanes, when he realized the accident was blocking his exit. Great,now I have to take the long way home. He tried not to be like every other driver on the highway and look t the scene that was unfolding before his eyes, but he couldn't. The flashing lights and the flares filled the interior of his car as the rain kept pouring down.
Then he saw it, flipped upside down over the guardrail, the red mini cooper.
Ziva.