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In a different note (and a non-NCIS one… since when?) Stephanie Meyer's 'Breaking Dawn' is released on Saturday. I suggest if you haven't already to read the Twilight series. You. Will. Not. Regret. It.

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Chapter two: Meglio stasera


"You may now kiss the bride" the priest announced after what felt like hours to McGee and Abby. She looked so beautiful that all he wanted to do was take her into his arms and kiss her.

He leaned forward - still shaking though he was very relieved she was still with him and hadn't bailed - and their lips met lightly and sweetly, tentative due to McGee's nervousness.

Ziva and Tony stood next to each other now, smiling as their colleagues - and friends - kissed for the very first time as husband and wife.

McGee and Abby smiled at each other as brain matter's music started getting heavier, the two taking their leave into a black stretch hearse ready to take them to the next venue - McGee had chosen this one and though Abby loved her heavy metal brain matter and plastic death they had both decided that it would be best to play something a little softer for the second venue. Tony had picked most of the music for there - Jazz. It would be Sinatra, Coltrane and Buble for the rest of the night.

To everyone's surprise, Abby actually had a great appreciation for the art of Jazz - she had played the double bass in a band in high school wherein they had won a 'battle of the bands' in their senior year, after that they had gone their separate ways.

Tony and Ziva got into the next limo-hearse once McGee and Abby's was out of sight and Tony squirmed a little.

"Scared of a hearse, Tony?" Ziva asked, clearly having fun with his discomfort.

"Well, Ziva, let's just say the only time I expected to be in one of these was when I was dead." he shot back at her, thinking that this thought was quite reasonable.

Ziva nodded and leaned forward into her bag, pulling out a bottle of champagne. Tony admired her cleavage, turning his head on the side to allow for a better view.

"Get some glasses, DiNozzo…" she said, lifting her head up as he snapped his away automatically, pretending he had been searching for the glasses the whole time "you can keep staring; that's as close as you are going to get to them."

Tony turned his head back to her face, meeting her gaze, a cheeky grin appearing on his face, sheltering a tinge of hurt. "You forget, Miss David. I have gotten closer in the past." he said, looking her up and down. "Why have you got that now? We don't have a corkscrew."

Ziva rolled her eyes and lifted up her leg, resting it next to Tony. She pulled up her dress giving a full view of her left leg where she stored a knife.
She pulled the knife out and unscrewed the cork, smiling as she took a swig from the bottle.

"Classy." Tony noted, taking the bottle from her.

"Well you couldn't find any glasses." she retorted, her eyes narrowing.
He smiled and shrugged, taking a mouthful of champagne,

"Well this is going to be strange." Ziva said, taking the bottle out of Tony's hand as he passed it back to her.

"I like it" he said, getting slightly defensive "You bought it, anyway."

"Not the champagne." she responded, narrowing her eyes "McGee and Abby."

"oh… yeah. Well… It won't be that weird, they've been together for a while now." he said, his eyebrows turning up in thought.

"But what if it begins to change?" she asked, lifting her eyebrows, staring at the ground "Anniversaries, fights, honeymoons,"

"Babies." Tony finished her thought, for the first time seriously thinking about what she was saying. And she was right, things were going to change, it was not going to be the same if they had kids.

"Let me guess.." Ziva began, leaning in until her top was open enough for a clear view down it, Tony snapped his eyes up to her face, knowing that glaring was probably not a good idea if he wanted to live. "Glad it's not you?"

Tony narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, "Actually, David, quite the contrary."
Ziva stifled a laugh "Oh yes, Tony. Scared of a weekend away but now all ready to get married and start reproducing?"

He smiled and leaned in, their faces centimetres apart. "You do know the act that must be performed to reproduce, right?" he asked, his mouth turning up further at the corners.

Ziva smiled and leaned in closer until she could feel his breath hit her neck. "Oh. I know." she whispered, moving back and looking him up and down. "Still doesn't mean you are ready to get married."

Tony smiled, revealing his teeth and leaned back, resting his arms behind his head. "Well there's that." he shrugged

Ziva rolled her eyes and laughed, sitting back to enjoy the rest of the ride.

XXX

Ziva sat at the bridal table, leaning back in her chair. The speeches had gone well - Tony's had started badly but the heart-warming part at the end had left everyone with a disgustingly mushy feeling inside that Ziva in particular didn't care for.

"A-hem" Tony cleared his throat, all of a sudden standing in front of her.

"Can I help you?" Ziva asked, turning to face him. Though she would never admit it out loud at risk of his head blowing so far out of proportion that it would pop, he was incredibly good looking in a tuxedo. He was… sexy… yes, 'sexy' could not have better described him at that exact moment. He was wearing just his shirt and cummerbund, his jacket slung over the seat next to her with his bow tie messy.

Tony smiled and pulled up a chair, filling Ziva's glass with champagne as he took a seat.

"What? The famous Anthony DiNozzo has no girl yet?" she joked, taking a sip from her glass.

Tony's eyes narrowed "No, Ziva. I just decided that tonight I would make it all about McGee and Abby… I mean, McGee needs to have at least one day where he outshines me"

Ziva rolled her eyes. "Yes, I am sure that is exactly what you are thinking tonight."

"Yeah, you're right, the probie could never outshine me." he smiled, standing up and holding out his hand, his heart beating abnormally fast for what he was about to do.

"Care to dance?" he asked, smiling his most dazzling smile to reveal all his teeth.
Ziva turned her head to the side, confused as to what he was getting at. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously and she stood up, taking his hand.

"You dance?" She asked sceptically.

"what? Italians can't dance?"

Ziva just smiled as they walked to the dance floor together, a more upbeat song coming through the speakers as they hit the centre.

Tony put his left hand on her hip with a smug grin and she met his expression, putting her right hand on his shoulder. He smiled crookedly and Ziva's heart skipped a beat though she didn't let it show on her face.

"I love this song." he smiled excitedly.

Ziva returned his smile and he pulled her in closer, his hand bracing the small of her back.

"Just try to keep up" he whispered, their faces centimetres apart.

Meglio stasera
Baby go go go
Or as we natives say
"Fa Subito!"


Ziva angled her neck up and let a single snicker pass through her mouth, thinning out her eyes until they smouldered.

If you're even gonna kiss me
It had better be tonight
While the mandolins are playing
And stars are bright


Before another word could be spoken, the pair began moving around the dance floor to the music, both internally surprised at the other's dancing capabilities.
Tony smiled, staring into Ziva's eyes, they were sparkling a deep, rich brown. He dipped her down as the tempo changed, causing Ziva to laugh slightly.
"Not bad at all, Tony." she smiled,

He just nodded, turning his head on a slight angle, picking up the pace. He was going to take her breath away with his dancing, he was going to top 'not bad' even if it took all night, and part of him hoped it would take all night - that way they could just keep dancing.

If you've anything to tell me
It had better be tonight
Or somebody else may tell me
And whisper the words just right


Tony began singing along with the song, his voice deep and rich though out of breath.

Their faces were inches away and their bodies were touching. Tony let go of one of Ziva's hands and let her move out, pulling her back so she rolled into him, stopping for a second as they stared into each other's eyes, Ziva rolled back out and he lifted his arm, allowing her to duck under it, spinning twice before she fell back into stride with him.

Meglio stasera
Baby go go go
Or as we natives say
"Fa subito!"


Tony's hair had begun to fall out of it's carefully gelled placing into a messy disarray, much like the one he had for work everyday. Ziva moved her body back into contact with his, a crooked grin forming as the dance floor parted, a small crowd gathering to watch them dance.

If your ever gonna hold me
It had better be tonight
Or somebody else may hold me
They may make me feel just right


Ziva began singing along too, joining in with Tony. She had a sweet, melodic voice and though she sang up the octave, her voice was still very rich and jazzy. He laughed to himself.

"What?" she asked, now bored with their simple dance moves.

"I didn't pick you for the singing type, David."

"Yes but you are often wrong about women." she smirked, dipping into his arms as he lowered her.

Meglio stasera
Baby go go go
Or as we natives say
"Fa subito!"


Tony flicked Ziva under his arm again, this time letting her whip around three times before returning to his arms, the crowd getting larger.
"I think they like us." she smiled

"And still… the best is yet to come." he responded, pushing her away, for the first time since the song started, not touching her at all.

She spun out on her own, turning back to Tony, a smug smile on his face. She scowled at him, thinking quickly of what she could do besides spin. In a split second a large grin was across her face. She spun back to him and he grabbed her hand, dipping her down, she lifted her leg up his body and hitched it around his waist. He realised what she was doing and smiled, adjusting his arm to support her.

For this poor Americano
Who knows a little of your speech
Be a nice Italiana
And start to teach


He straightened up, lifting Ziva up with him, her leg still hitched on his hip, he adjusted her position so her legs were on either side of his body, his arms supporting her back.

He pushed her out and flung her body to either side of him, swinging her back and forth - attempting a small lindy-hop - as the crowd grew larger and louder
Ziva smiled at this and he flung her over his back grabbing her hand as she touched the ground behind him.

Show me how in old Milano
Lovers hold each other oh so tight
But I warn you sweet paesano
That it had better be tonight
Meglio stasera
Baby go go go
Or as we natives say
"Fa subito!"


Tony lifted Ziva up and held her for a second, lying her upright against him as they gazed into each other's eyes, the burning intensity of the gaze too much for either to pull away. Ziva's heart skipped a beat as she felt Tony's heart against her's.

They held for what felt like hours, just staring with their faces millimetres apart. Finally gravity took it's toll and Ziva released herself, sliding down Tony's body, their eyes still not leaving the intense gaze.

The second her feet hit the ground a thunderous applause rang through the hall, Ziva moved forward slightly and turned away, dragging her eyes off Tony as she did so. She walked off the floor, brushing through the crowd to the ladies room, wondering what the hell he was trying to accomplish.

Tony stood in the middle of the dance floor as people flooded around him, couples dancing to a song with around the same tempo as the one he and Ziva had just danced to. He stared in the direction she had walked off in, wondering what the hell he was trying to accomplish.

XXX

Okay – still slow moving, and I realise that it's slightly confusing but ALL is explained in the next chapter – it's not supposed to make sense yet :P:P

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