First Thought

"Have you always been a vampire?"

After their first kiss in the elevator, Tony had suggested that the come to his apartment to watch a movie. They now sat on the tan couch in his small living room. Well, actually, Ziva was sitting on his lap and a blanket was wrapped around both of them. Her back was to him so he couldn't see her expression to the question he had just asked.

Tony wanted to see if the question had upset her, so he out his arm under her knees and the other one behind her back and turned her so that he could see at least half of her expression. Her eyes had a curious look in them as she settled herself against his chest, letting her head rest against his shoulder. "Yes, I have always been a vampire. My parents taught how to be one since I didn't have a sire."

At the word 'parents', Ziva felt her expression harden. Tony put his hand on the side of Ziva's face that he couldn't see and turned it towards him. She let him do this but she would not look at him. When she finally met his gaze, he whispered, "Will you tell me about them?"

She looked away and buried her face into his neck, knowing that if she let her vampire side take over, it would be a disaster. Ziva shook her head.

Tony sighed and pulled her closer, his lips against her hair. Ziva felt something sweet pump through her dried out veins.

She would have to tell him about the dangers that lived in her world so why not now. "There is one thing I have not told you," she mumbled against his skin. "I live in a world called the Night World. In my world, there are two rules that are and are not meant to be broken.

"1) Do not tell humans about the Night World. 2) Do not fall in love with a human. I have broken both."

Ziva felt him smile against her hair and he kissed the top of her head. "Tell me about the Night World. What's so different between your world and mine?"

"In my world, your nightmares can not only come to life in your dreams. They are able to come alive in the reality we live in. You probably think that vampires are now the only danger to you world. But you are wrong. There are such things as werewolves, were-people, and witches. Some people know they exist and they live out their lives in fear, wondering if one of our people will come to destroy one more person who knows too much."

Tony started to pull away and she wanted to smack herself for saying to much. But he wasn't pulling away in fear. He just wanted to see her face. "Does anyone else know what you are at NCIS?"

"Yes, they all know that Abby and I are vampires."

"Wait, Abby's a vampire too?! Cool."

Tony settled back against the couch again, apparently relaxed, which meant that Ziva's face was buried into his neck. She froze, trying to contain herself. But she couldn't help herself.

Ziva pressed a kiss to his throat, right on his pulse, and stayed there. Tony swallowed loudly. "You okay there, Ziva?"

"Could not be better…" she mumbled against his skin, rubbing her lips up and down his throat. He groaned. She smiled and kept doing what she was doing until she felt his hand tugging lightly at her hair.

She chuckled and skimmed her lips back up his neck, ignoring his persistent tugging at her hair. Her lips reached his jaw and she pressed kisses along it until she got to his chin. She left her lips there until Ziva felt the tugging subside. When they did, she let her lips skim up and cover his.

Tony let his hands slid down to her hips, holding her against him as he shifted sideways to stretch out on the couch, keeping their lips in contact. He felt Ziva's tongue skim over her bottom lip, and he opened his mouth, groaning when their lips met in the middle.

After awhile, Tony pulled away and let his head fall back on the couch, trying to catch his breath. Ziva smiled as she rested her head against his chest, amusement and lust clouding her eyes.

She shifted on top of hi, so her body was covering his, making it easier for him to wrap her arms around her, holding her to him. She sighed in content and buried her face into his shoulder, wanting to lay there with him forever.

"Tony?"

"Hmmm…"

"I am tired." She felt him start to get up and Ziva used all her weight to keep down.

He groaned in defeat as he relaxed back against the coach. He chuckled. "I thought you said you were tired, Ziva?"

She smiled into his shoulder. "I am but I am content right here…"

Tony grinned and pulled her closer, putting his lips against her hair. After awhile, he felt Ziva relax against him and heard her breathing slowed.

Tony stayed awake, looking up at the ceiling. The movies sound effects slowly faded into the background as the light from the TV lit up the room.

He couldn't help himself; his mind just immediately started to think about the only other woman he had ever loved, before Ziva, of course. Jeanne.

At that time, if someone had come up and asked him if he loved her, he would have said yes without any hesitation. But now, once he thought about it, he realized it never was love that had brought them together.

It was the feeling that someone was there for them, someone actually cared for them. For him and Ziva, it was different. They were both in love with the other, even if Ziva didn't realize that he loved her. He felt his eyes beginning to droop. The last thought he had was about how much he loved her.

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Tony's eyes snapped open and he glanced around the room, searching for danger. He didn't remember getting up to turn the TV off. Even thought it was off, light still filtered into the room. He closed his eyes, trying to ignore it and went to wrap his arms around Ziva. She wasn't there.

His eyes snapped open once more and they glanced towards the kitchen, where the light was coming from. He swung his legs off the couch, maneuvering himself into a sitting position. Tony put his hands on the couch and pushed himself up, then started to walk into the kitchen.

Ziva was there, her back to him, trying to figure out how to use his coffee pot. By the looks of it, she was having difficulty.

He smiled and silently walked over to her. He felt her jump when he slid his arms around her waist. She relaxed against him, tucking her head under his chin. He chuckled in her ear, then whispered, "I've finally been able to sneak up on you, ninja girl. I'm surprised."

She laughed softly. "You should be proud. But I bet if you tried to do it again, I would hear you."

He didn't answer, instead nibbling on her ear. She smiled and turned to face him, making him let go of her ear and his lips skimmed her cheek. He pulled back to see her face and they both froze when their gazes met.

He smiled softly, letting his hands glide down to hold her hips, lifting her up to sit on the counter. He stood between her legs, hands on her thighs.

He searched her eyes before asking, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

She looked off to the side. "I am wondering what would happen if my vampire side took over. I am wondering if I would be able to control myself, if I would be able to stop myself from hurting you. I do not think I could live with myself if I ever hurt you. I do not thin-"

Her words were cut off as Tony's lip descended onto hers. Ziva's eyes widened in shock, then they fluttered shut. She groaned deep in her throat as she wrapped her arms around his neck, while he pulled her closer to him, making her scoot to the very edge of the counter.

She wrapped her legs around his waist as he started to carry her back to the living room, keeping their lips in contact. When he finally felt the couch against his leg, he laid down on his back, making her untangle her legs from his hips.

Tony took his lips from hers and let them rest against her hair, hers against his cheek.

Ziva skimmed her lips from his cheek to his ear and nibbled gently. "Do you know the first thought that popped into my mind, when you walked out of the elevator?" Her hair rustled a little as he shook his head.

"My first thought was that… you were the one. I knew that you were the one I have waited for… for over two centuries."

"What about your second thought?"

She chuckled. "You had awesome hair."