A/N: Thank you for the reviews for the last chapter. Just a reminder, Italics mean flashbacks. Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 2
Gibbs had ordered that everyone go home for the night not long after his talk with Tony and Ziva. Tony made a run for the elevator before Ziva even shut off her computer. By the time she reached the elevator it was already closing. He made no move to hold it for her. Walking out to the parking lot she could see the outline of his body getting into his car. For some reason watching him like this, hidden in the dark of night, reminded her of past missions. Like he was her target and she was just waiting for the right moment to strike.
It was as if last night was repeating itself, except this time when she knocked on the door, he answered. He opened the door just a sliver at first. Only one side of his face exposed, and then quickly he threw it open causing Ziva to flinch.
"Ziva." "Ziva." He grunted, burying his face in her neck. Nipping at the skin.
"Tony." "Tony." She moaned, her nails clawing at his bare back.
She shut the door behind her and followed him into the kitchen. Tony poured two glasses of wine, drinking the first all at once and handing the other off to her before pouring himself another. "Do you really think that is wise?" She asked.
"Afraid there's gonna be a repeat of last night?" He shot back.
"Look Tony, I'm sorry about…"
"Save it. We both know that last night meant nothing."
"Really? Well, if it meant nothing, then why are you so upset about it?"
He slammed down his glass and moved to stand in front of her. "You know damn well why." His voice a harsh whisper to her ears.
"So then it did mean something to you." Her voice was soft, opposite from his. Then again opposites attract.
"Why did you leave?" He grasped desperately for an answer.
"I had to." That wasn't good enough.
"Why?" When she didn't answer right away he gave up. He gave a harsh laugh, walking past her into the living room and grabbing his coat.
"Where are you going?"
"No need to worry my ninja. I'll be back later. If you wanna stay, stay. If you wanna leave, I won't be here to stop you." And with that he was gone, leaving Ziva alone in his apartment. Blinking unshed tears from her eyes, she walked over to his bedroom. Turning on the light she was struck with the exact same image she saw that morning. It was just how she left it. The sheets were thrown about and the lamp on the bedside table was still knocked over. It was as though she had turned back the clock. The only difference was her partner/lover did not lay sleeping peacefully like he was when she left.
That's right, she left. This was her fault. If she had only just stayed. If she hadn't gotten scared and ran off in the morning then maybe things would be different, she wondered to herself.
Ziva layed down on the bed. His side of the bed. She could smell herself on the sheets.
She followed him to the bedroom. She had a feeling of what he wanted, but would let him take the lead. He pulled her into an embrace and sat back on the bed, her back to his chest. His arms were around her waist and he lifted her hair off her neck, placing hot kisses down the back of her neck. When he met the collar of her shirt he moved his hands to the front of her blouse.
The popping of buttons echoed through her entire body and she flipped her body on the bed to face the other way. To face her side. At least it was her side last night.
He removed her shirt and threw it across the room. Her skin was softer than expected, not that he ever thought otherwise. She reached back grabbing his head, letting him know what she wanted. He resumed peppering kisses down her back. When he reached her bra he quickly disposed of it in the same place he did her other garment just seconds before. Then he turned her around, lightly guiding her so she was lying down. He leaned over her and kissed her. She had given in after that. Though it's hard to give in when you weren't fighting in the first place. And this passion was one she had no intention of fighting.
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