Alright, here's chapter 2... I'm still a bit unsure about this one. Anyway, I wanna thank you for the Story Alerts! That's really nice :) And special hugs for Betherzz, Siempre Tiva, DarkestAngel11, Pia, secretnumber-486, emerlyluff for taking a bit of your time to write me reviews! ;)

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Disclaimer:Ok, I don't own NCIS. I didn' own it on chapter 1 either, I just forgot to write it! (Oops... O.o)

6:30 a.m., she was at work. Alone, in the office; and she was thankful for that, she wasn't really feeling like talking to anyone at the moment. She pulled some files out of her drawer and grabbed her pen; she sighed and started to fill out the papers.

Then, he walked out of the elevator. She looked up and took a deep breath. It's ok, I am a grown up, I can deal with it…she said to herself repeatedly; she just hoped he wouldn't try to talk to her. When he put his bag behind his table and kept quiet, she thought nothing would happen; she was so wrong. Tony took a deep breath and approached her desk.

"What happened last night Zee?" He asked, looking really worried.

"I do not want to talk about that Tony" She answered without looking up.

"Oh, come on! Don't tell me that you…" He paused; and then smiled; he knew what was going on. "You were jealous!" He laughed, and she closed her eyes, trying to relax. "The trained-assassin-ninja girl was jealous!" He joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Se didn't look up, and kept filling out the papers. He rolled his eyes, she was mad for such a stupid reason, wait, it really wasn't a reason for her to be mad, Graziella was just an old friend; just a friend. Tony sighed, he wanted her to look at him, and so he grabbed her hand. She took a deep breath.

"You may want to remove your hand, before I rip it out of your wrist!" She threatened, finally looking up.

He removed his hand and opened his mouth to say something, but McGee walked out of the elevator; so Tony silenced himself and walked back to his desk, he definitely didn't want their fight to be public, neither did Ziva. McGee greeted both of them, and they greeted him back; he noticed the tense atmosphere, but said nothing, maybe it was better this way. Gibbs walked into the office with his coffee on his hands.

"Grab your gear, we have a dead marine." He barked. "David! You're driving" Gibbs threw her the keys to the truck.

"Oh, come on Boss! She is driving??" Tony whined.

"Is there a problem Tony?" She replied, giving him a say-it-and-you'll-die glare.

"This was an order; it's not open for debate!" Gibbs barked.

They grabbed their stuff and walked to the elevator. Gibbs sighed, he somehow had the impression that this would be a hard and long day; and his gut was hardly wrong about anything.

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They arrived at the crime scene with Tony whining about Ziva's driving. But instead of ignoring it, what she would usually do, she was whining back, about how much of a wimp he was. Gibbs snorted; he just couldn't believe that his agents were being so childish.

"Knock it off you two!" He barked "Lieutenant Stewart was found dead by Lisa Jackson. McGee; pictures! David; DiNozzo; go talk to her"

They walked to the brunette; who was leaning her back against the NCIS truck; both of them were a little pissed for being on the same 'task'.

"Miss Jackson; Special Agents DiNozzo and David; we need to ask you some questions." Tony said, while he and Ziva flashed their badges.

"You can ask me anything you want Mr. DiNozzo…" She said smiling and winking at him.

Ziva snorted and shook her head "The same old Tony…" She mumbled.

"What?!" Tony asked surprised. "I didn't say anything, damn it!" He practically shouted.

"Of course you didn't. You never say anything, yes? It's never your fault!" Ziva shouted back, the sarcasm was evident on her voice.

"What do you want me to do huh, Ziva? You don't believe a word I say!" He was still shouting.

She was about to answer when Gibbs cleared his throat, he heard the whole discussion, and he wasn't really happy about it. He called them with his finger; they gluped and left Lisa, who had a scared expression on her face. When they reached Gibbs; they stared at the floor. Tony was about to say something, but his boss glared furiously at them.

"You two listen to me. I don't care what's happening between you; but if you are going to let it interfere on your jobs, you don't even need to show up at the office tomorrow. Are we clear about this?" He asked. Both agents just nodded. "Good. Now; David, help McGee with the pictures; and DiNozzo, finish bag and tagging."

They kept quiet and walked back to the crime scene, where McGee had stopped taking pictures when Gibbs walked away, and was now staring at his colleagues. Gibbs sighed; that was what Rule 12 was for, to prevent this kind of situation from happening. But now, the rule was already broken, so he needed to find a way to help his agents, not just because it was interfering on the work, but also because this team was like his family. He knew exactly who to ask for help.

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