A/N: Hey Everyone! Welcome to my story! As my bio says, I am in high-school, so I'm very busy. I'm going to try my very, very best to post a chapter every 7-8 days, sometimes they will be early, some will be late. If they are going to be more than 2 weeks late, I will tell you. This is my very first fanfiction story, so forgive me if it isn't the most well written story you've read, but I do try my best! Some chapters will be long, others, not so much! Reviews are welcomed, even criticism! Thank you for reading, and enjoy! ~ Lynn D.
*Flashback*
It was 7 years ago that Brice Camden attempted to murder Petty Officer James Tuscan. Luckily, Brice had been under surveillance by Gibbs' team for stealing life-threatening poisonous gas from Bethesda. The team had a very slow week, so they decided to follow Brice around for awhile to see if they could charge him with anything; little did they know, it was going to be more than a drug bust.
Gibbs drove silently by a few houses behind Brice and he pulled up to an unfamiliar house.
"McGee! Run the address and find out who lives here." Shortly after…"Boss, this is Petty Officer James Tuscan's house."
"Alright," Gibbs said "Let's stick around for awhile to see if anything happens".
Not long after, Gibbs silenced Tony and Ziva's bickering so he could hear what was going on. Still not able to hear anything, he told Ziva and Tony to take the back, while he and McGee took the front.
The got out of the car and swiftly ran up to the house. "Tony – Ziva? You in position?" "Yea boss, we're ready." Tony kicked in the door, and Ziva headed in first. "Tony" she whispered "I'm going to check the bedroom". With a nod from Tony, she swiftly ran into the room still hearing the oblivious men in the next room.
"Please! Please! Don't do it!" One of the most bonechilling voice's she'd ever heard gave the response, "You really don't have a choice now do you?"
With that, Ziva jumped into action, without even pulling her gun, she kicked in the door and immediately jumped on top on Brice who was ontop of the bed with James pinned underneath him, pulling the knife off of James' neck along with him.
Right when she was getting her handcuffs out, Gibbs and McGee arrived. Gibbs seeing Tony with his mouth wide open, he earned a headslap from his boss. "Sorry boss", Tony said, slightly pained.
"Ziva?" Gibbs growled "What do you think you were doing? You should have waited for Tony's back-up!"
"Look, I'm sorry! I saw that the Petty Officer was in danger, and my reflexes just kicked in!" With that, handcuffs were put onto Brice, when Ziva finally pulled him all the way off of James; she whispered something very vulgar into his ear.
The ride back to NCIS was quite, well, cramped and quiet. Without the second car they usually brought when they were planning on arresting someone, Gibbs put Brice next to Tony in the backseat, Ziva was in the passenger seat, and Gibbs drove. He left McGee behind to stay with James until Ducky came to take care of James' minor cuts as well as collect anything from the house that may help convict Brice.
Once Brice taken to interrogation to be left with his thoughts for awhile, Gibbs went down the Abby's lab to see if she had found anything on the computer they had taken from Brice's house.
"Hey Gibbs!"
"I see someone is getting better at hearing me coming!" Gibbs said with a smile and a Caf Pow!
"Well, after 10 years of working with you, I've started to learn some of your patterns!"
Gibbs smirked "Whatcha got Abs?" "Don't have much" with that, a sigh came from Gibbs
"BUT, I have enough to put that Brice guy in prison for the next 15 years! He documented all of his plans for killing James in his hard drive – what a dummy!"
"Thanks Abs". After a quick kiss on the cheek, he headed back to that infamous elevator.
When Brice was interrogated, he admitted everything, and was sent to prison until his trial. After 4 months, word was sent to Gibbs' team that Brice was sentenced to 15 years in prison for attempted murder, stealing poisonous gas from Bethesda and endangering the welfare of the citizens. From that day on, he swore he would get revenge on the two people that made his life this way – that stupid Israeli agent and that forensic chic.
*Present Day*
"Tony?!" yelled Ziva "When are you going to get it?"
"Just hold your horses crazy ninja, I just have to finish this report". Ziva mumbled something in Hebrew and considered getting it herself, but decided that was probably what Tony wanted, so she'd just wait.
She had bet Tony that she could hit Harper Dearing's photo which hung on the wall outside of MTAC with a rubber band all the way from his chair. She set her stake as if she won, she would make him buy her her favorite smoothie, Berry Mango Madness. His stake was he would make her do his next case file.
With everything ready, Ziva practically pushed Tony out of his chair so she could get this over with. The ex-Mossad killer sat down, pulled the rubber band back, aimed, and swiftly let go of the item which promptly hit the picture of their most recent terrorist right on the forehead. Ziva stood with a smirk on her face.
With a look of pure shock on Tony's face, he timidly sat down, aimed, released, and missed, quite badly at that. Satisfied, Ziva moved back over to her desk and hadn't stopped bugging Tony for her smoothie for that whole hour.
"Tony!" Gibbs shouted
"Yes Boss?" Tony timidly replied "Just get off your butt and get Ziva what she wants."
"Yes Boss". Tony quickly finished up his report, then headed to 'The Smoothie Shack' which was only a few miles down the road.
He parked the car then headed into the very brightly colored shop.
"Hi! My name is Luke! Can I help you?" Tony put on a fake smirk "Yea, I lost a bet, I need one of those berry madness thingys"
Luke snickered "Uh, I think you mean the 'Berry Mango Madness', it's the most popular drink in our shop!"
Tony sighed "Yea, whatever, Just make it so I can get out of here and back to my work!"
"Alright man! Coming right up!" said the overly enthusiastic cashier.
With Tony still being pissed by losing that stupid bet, he didn't even notice a figure slipping out from behind the shadows, while Luke's back was turned helping a very loud complaining customer. The figure very discreetly slipped something recently missing into Ziva's drink and slipping back as quickly as it came.
Tony paid for the drink, picked it up, and promptly left feeling very defeated. As Tony drove back to NCIS, he decided it would be dumb to spend the rest of the day angry, I mean, he had accepted the bet, and really, he wasn't going to get headslapped for $3.50!
He drove into his usual spot in the parking lot and as we walked into the bullpen after getting off the elevator put on his famous grin and plopped the drink on Ziva's desk. "Here you are my queen!"
Ziva smiled "Thank you Tony! I didn't expect you to be so…okay with losing the bet" Tony smirked
"Hey, you are my partner, if a guy can't do something nice once in awhile, then he really isn't a guy, he's just a jerk".
Ziva smiled at his honesty "Well, I really do appreciate it, I am feeling a little off today, hopefully this will help me feel better."
With some brotherly concern kicking in he asked "What's the matter?"
"Oh", she sighed "I think it's just my time of the month" Ziva thought, Hey, the guy should know the truth, I have to have his back. "Thanks for being concerned, it means a lot!"
Tony thinking of Abby's comment a few months back "You're welcome sis!"
Gibbs glanced up at Tony's comment after listening to this very unusual conversation between his usually bickering agents. Putting it aside, figuring it was the least of his concerns at the moment. He checked his watch and decided it being almost 2 o'clock he should go get his favorite forensic scientist her favorite form of caffeine.
Even though there was no case right now, she was still working on cold cases to keep her busy. After getting outside he headed towards the Caf Pow! Booth which just happened to be right next to the coffee station.
As he was walking, he sighed, thinking "…killer after killer, will they ever stop?" He was feeling glum today because it would've been his and Shannon's wedding anniversary today.
Sucking it up in his usual gruff marine way, he reached the booth and gruffly ordered "One Usual".
"Right on it Agent Gibbs" replied Angela, she was a college student who just had just recently gotten the job and was trying her best to stay on top of things.
Without missing a step, he headed towards the coffee station while his other order was being filled. This would be his 6th cup of the day.
Angela turned to the machine filled with the red caffeine as she watched Gibbs leave. After filling up the insanely big cup, she turned around too quickly and knocked over the whole column of neatly stacked cups.
A bit startled Gibbs looked back and saw the mess, so he decided he would sit down for a few minutes, he'd been busy all day, the special agent figured he deserved it.
As the flustered girl was cleaning everything up, the infamous figure slipped from behind the booth, distributed what he came to complete, then disappeared just as if he was ghost…
"Abs? Have you got anything?" Gibbs asked as he walked towards the pig-tail wearing scientist.
"Well," Abby grinned as she sipped some of the drink "it looks like I've got a Caf Pow!" Abby cleared her throat "Gibbs?" she paused then quietly continued "I know what today is. Are you okay?"
Gibbs sighed, but then smiled at her concern "Abs, I miss my girls every single day, but then I turn around and I have you and the rest of my team to fill, or at least cushion that void in my life."
"Wow!" Abby replied "Haven't heard you say that much at once unless you are signing!" Gibbs leaned over and kissed Abby on the cheek and exited feeling a little bit better about the day.
9o'clock in the bullpen
Tony was finally finishing the last report on his desk. McGee had gone to get some coffee because he was in the middle of working on a very in-depth cold case. Gibbs was checking his e-mail for the first time that month. Ziva was leaning over on her desk with her head in her hands.
Tony, wondering why it was so quiet looked up to see Ziva looking very queasy. "Ziva?" he whispered "Are you feeling alright?"
Ziva took a deep breath and looked up hoping she wouldn't lose everything she ate right then and there "I don't feel the best, that's for sure, but I really do think it's just my time or something". "Hey – I think it's more than that" Tony said.
Ziva mumbled something unrecognizeable and just laid her head back down on her desk until Gibbs released them for the night.
"Boss?" Tony asked
"What DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked as he looked up
"I'm done with my report" Tony said as he closed the folder "I think I'm just going to drive Ziva home"
Ziva looked up as she heard this "Tony, really! I'm going to be fine!"
She tried to stand up to prove it, but she started to wobble. Tony rushed over to her right as she began to fall over.
"Oh Ziva!" Tony exclaimed "you are burning up!"
Gibbs rushed over to her "Ziver? What happened to you? You were fine all day!"
Ziva couldn't even answer, she was being laid down on the floor with Tony supporting her head in his lap.
He felt her head with the back of his hand "Boss! She isn't just 'fine'"
Ziva didn't register the danger of this situation as she began to zone in and out of consciousness. At that moment McGee walked in, very confused by the sight before his eyes. "What's going on, Boss?!"
"Something happened to Ziva, we need to get her to a hospital."
A thought struck McGee "Abby and Ziva were supposed to go have a girl's night tonight, I'd better go and tell Abby"
"McGee, you go do that and ask Abby to come along, I think we may need a woman's touch around the hospital"
Tony smiled "Ziva will appreciate that, thanks Boss".
McGee ran dashed down to the lab to tell the un-expecting scientist.
Right after the agent left, Tony picked Ziva up from the floor wedding style and headed to the elevator.
McGee gasped from what he saw as he reached the lab and then started shouting "HELP! HELP! PLEASE! WE NEED HELP HERE!"
A/N: Well, what'd ya think? I hope you liked it! Make sure and review below!