Ok this is the first story i have ever written. I wanted to do something different then norm and thought i would try my hand at writing fics. Everything i put in here is intentional. If all goes well i would like to make this a multi-chapter fic. So please tell me what you think! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS or any of the characters used
Where Did It all Go Wrong?: Prologue
Ziva was sharpening her pencil trying to get done the last of last weeks paper work. It felt like it was taking forever. These were her days now. There was something nice about predictability. Knowing the people she was gonna see in a few minutes. Knowing how the day was gonna start out, probably with some absurd thing Tony was gonna do that would inherently start the topic of conversation in the mixed of today's case. Even thought she was sitting in an office almost all day her life was never boring with him around. After everything that she had been through had she finally found some sense of normalcy? She new she loved her family, her job and her life now. She had finally found what she thought she would never have. She smiles inwardly to herself. "Something Permanent". But just as she thought that she stopped. She never overly express it though. Not to Gibbs, McGee, Ducky, Abby or even Tony. No, if she had done that something would go wrong that's the way it always worked out for her. She was a different person now, she would admit that to herself but she still had to have some semblance of a wall up. For everyone's sake. Her thoughts were interrupted when she hears the familiar sound of the elevator.
(DING) McGee steps out of the elevator and into the bull-pit.
"Good morning McGee"
"Morning Ziva when did you get in?"
"about a half hour ago"
she didn't know why but for someone who always was on top of her paperwork she just couldn't seem to concentrate. It was like something in the back of her mind was gnawing at her
"you ok?"
"Fine McGee why would you ask that?"
"I don't know its just...nevermind"
she didn't question him further "you did not see Tony on the way up did you?" why did she even care if he was running late
"No haven't see him maybe he had a late night?"
They both exchanged a look, McGee continues
"up nope he just sent me a text hes getting coffee.. no wait hes getting us coffee. Us?"
They both exchange another look, Ziva snorts
You know the only time Tony actually volunteers to get us coffee is when he already is running very late or...
(DING) the elevator opens and both Ziva and McGee look up as Tony runs into the bull-pit placing a box of goodies on his desk.
"Gather around children i come bearing gifts! There you go McSophisticated your pumpkin spice latte wi-i-ith extra foam, and vanilla iced doughnut with multi-colored sprinkles even though you could just.. i don't know.. get it without the sprinkles cause all you do is pick them off one by one anyway. And for Zeevah one regular medium coffee with two milks 1 sugar"
he raised two fingers then one to make his point. Inwardly patting himself on the back cause he did know how he liked her coffee. Among other things.
"and a plain buttered bagel which is like what McGee doughnut should look like after hes done ruining it."
Tony raised his eyebrow at him causing McGee to blink out of his shocked stupor at the thought of tony doing something unusually nice for both him and Ziva.
Two things one thanks..two its been like what 3 1/2 years? let it go already!
"Ill never let it go!" Tony says dramatically
McGee rolls his eyes and goes back to his desk. Ziva stands there looking at the untouched coffee cup and bagel still sitting on Tony's desk.
"Why are you bringing us coffee and breakfast items?"
"Why am i bringing you coffee and breakfast items?"
"That is what I said"
"Cant a man do something nice for his two favorite co-workers?"
"A man perhaps but you?" she smirks
Tony opens his mouth then closes it then opens it again
"Whats wrong with you?"
she laughs "please Tony you can not really find it that shocking to think that i think you have some kind of ulterior motive for..."
"No Ziva whats wrong with you?"
She stops and looks at him, looking deep into his eyes they do communicate best through understanding looks then actual words. It was an unexplained or discussed secret language they had between the two of them. But looking into his eyes now she didn't see understanding she saw confusion. He seemed to have aged in mere seconds of there playful teasing. And he had a look of sheer concern.
She feels faint like shes gonna fall when a hand reaches out and grabs her.
"Dont do this" Where has she heard that before?
Her chest and lungs feel like they have been filled with frigid water. She cant breathe
McGee then stands beside Tony
"Ziva why did you do this?"
She cant take it anymore the immense pressure from her throat trying to hold back the water that has filled her. The tears spill from her eyes and slip down her face. She cant breathe yet the worlds do come out of her mouth in a stutter
"You...YOU" she raises her voice defensively "cant say that to me..."
cant?" wait when did she start using contractions? was this her first? she cant remember when she leaves this place
" not here!" she feels like shes slowly slipping. She doesn't want to leave just yet. She wills herself to stay.
So whatda you think? Should I continue?