Previously-

Tony could see the pleading look in her eyes, but was still confused as to what she meant. Ziva sighed. He couldn't have forgotten, could he? It was their first time, how could he have forgotten? But then again, since Brenda and Dana she guessed she didn't really matter.

She had a thought come to mind. "DiNozzo, it's nice to see you. Where is your lovely girlfriend Jeanne? You two make quite the pair."

It finally clicked.

Tony pulled her into a hug. "Undercover?" he whispered in her ear as she pulled away. She nodded ever so slightly. But he got the message, and apparently so did Diego.

Authors Note: A bit of language in this one... sorry if it offends.

Chapter 2

Diego came at Ziva like a man on a mission, eyes glaring and his hands curled into fists. "You're a fucken cop!" he blasted, pushing McGee out of the way.

"No I'm not-"

"That wasn't a question, Gina or should I say Ziva?" He grabbed her left hand, holding it up for Tony to see. "You're supposed to be mine." He yanked the ring of her finger, tossing it to the ground like a piece of rubbish.

Tony stood stunned. Until that moment he hadn't noticed the engagement ring. Diego continued, "You're supposed to become Mrs Gina Rivera."

His last rang bells in DiNozzo's head, as he realised the connection. "Rivera, as in Paloma and Alejandro?" Diego looked up at the sound of his siblings' names. "As in Alejandro who just yesterday I put a bullet through his head?" He turned to Diego, flashing his famous DiNozzo grin. "Sorry there, D- can I call you that?" Diego's eyes flashed red. "But it looks like your brother is dead. I would express my deepest sympathies but fuck it, I'm not sorry."

Diego, still holding onto Ziva, took one look at her before meeting Tony's eyes. "You will be sorry" and with that he threw Ziva to the ground, causing her to slam into the wall. Tony to a swing at the Mexican, expecting Ziva to join him once she got to her feet. But she didn't. Instead she lay motionless on the ground, a pool of blood staining her pants.

"Ziva?" Tony turned paled at the sight. He asked again, "Ziva?" Still no answer. His concern was interrupted by footsteps barging through the door.

A familiar voice growled "NCIS, Diego Rivera, you're under arre-" Gibbs suddenly become lost for words as he saw his undercover agent, bloody and motionless in the corner.

Already not thinking straight, between seeing Ziva still and his boss arriving, Tony couldn't help but lash out. "This is your entire fault." He threw a punch at his superior, who surprisingly let him. "If you had of told me she was undercover-"

Jethro just smirked as he rubbed his nose. Typical DiNozzo. He thought. Jumping to conclusions.

"Why are you just smirking, Ziva could be- oh my god, if she's dead-"

Leroy placed his hand on his Special Agent's shoulder as the medics ran in to attend to Officer David. "Ziva will not die. She doesn't have my permission."

His words seemed to bring calmness over Tony, like a cool breeze. But it didn't last long as Gibbs revealed one final piece of information. "It was her choice, not to tell you."

DiNozzo's face turned red, slowly reaching boiling point. "How long Jethro?" He spat out his name like it was poison.

"Since the Hutton case."

Thump! Tony's fist once again made contact with his nose, causing a bloody mess in the centre of Jethro's face. Gibbs just held his nose, remaining calm until he looked around the restaurant.

"DiNozzo, where the fuck is Diego?"

McGee walked up to the two, wincing at the sight of his boss. "Diego Rivera is gone."