ZIVA POV
Ziva walked in to the bullpen, purposely avoiding Gibbs's gaze. She felt ill and didn't want to give him any reason to keep her out of the field today. She needed to go outside and get fresh air and she couldn't risk him thinking she wasn't able. Walking to her desk she sat down and placed her head in her hands and rubbed her eyes. A migraine was coming on and she could feel it. She groaned to herself.
GIBBS POV
He heard her groan and he barked across the small office space "Ziva! Are you alright? You don't look like you feel well." Ziva answered back, "I am fine Gibbs, just a headache. I did not sleep well." Gibbs thought silently to himself, "Neither did I." But he answered back, "Take some ibuprofen, we've got a case." He barked orders at the rest of the team and they grabbed their gear and headed toward the elevator. As he walked by he saw Ziva slowly rise out of her chair and grab her gear, so he walked up to her and put his hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Feel better Zee." And with that he walked to the elevator where the team was waiting.
ZIVA POV
She quickly grabbed her gear and walked to the elevator and stepped in. She was thinking about that whisper, so innocent yet there was something else hidden underneath. But she let all of that go as she stepped out of the elevator with the rest of the team close behind…
***Back at the office***
GIBBS POV
He walked into the bullpen with his usual confident gait, but instead of walking straight to his desk he stopped in front of Ziva's. She had her head down and was groaning softly, her headache must have never gone away, he thought. He stealthily walked behind her desk and stood behind her chair. Staring down at her beautiful neck he had to refrain from bending down and placing feather light kisses on it. Instead he placed his warm, calloused hands on either side of her neck and slowly began to knead the tense muscles there. She let out a sigh, and he knew she was awake. "Jesus, Zee you're tense. Relax a little why don'tcha?" He pressed his thumbs into the hollows where her neck and chest met and she moaned. That one little moan spoke volumes to him…
ZIVA POV
She was sitting there enjoying Gibbs's hands slowly and patiently kneading the knots out of her neck. Tilting her head from side to side to allow his hands more access to her soft neck. She finally lifted her head and leaned back so that she was looking in his eyes. The top of her head lightly touched the front of Gibbs's pants. He groaned. She would have cared had she not felt like she were about to pass out. So she stood with the intention to turn and face him, but before she could everything went dark…
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