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Team Gibbs was sitting in the squad room relieved that their case had just been solved. None of them had gotten sleep in a while and they were all extremely tired. After a few minutes of silent paperwork everyone looked up to a crash. Looks of confusion could be seen on every team members face but one, all there was on that face was frustration and anger. Gibbs had just hit his computer with a baseball bat.
"Um… Boss?" started McGee. "I could have fixed it."
Gibbs just snorted and left.
"Well on that note, I think I'm just gonna go home. See you later Ziva, Tony." Said McGee nodding at his co-workers before taking the stairs down to the front office.
"I think McGee had the right idea," yawned Ziva. "I'm gonna go home. I'm tired. Are you coming?"
"I'm just gonna try and do a little bit more paperwork. I'll see you at the house. Don't wait up," said Tony with a hint of disappointment in his voice.
"All right, I won't." said Ziva. "By the way. You need to go by the grocery store on your way home an get milk."
"Lovely," grumbled Tony. Ziva laughed and walked over to kiss him, even though they had a strict rule about public affection in the office.
"Bye Tony," Ziva said one last time before following the route that McGee had taken down the stairs.
Ziva was enjoying her drive back to her house. Since Tony wasn't in the car with her she could drive how she wanted. Ignoring the car horns that trailed her every move, Ziva made it all the way home before deciding to go to the grocery herself, knowing that Tony would forget. Little did she know that Tony was actually at the store right at that moment?
Tony was standing in the soup aisle, he couldn't decide between noodles or tomatoes. He knew that Ziva only wanted milk but for some reason he was in the mood for soup, but his indecisiveness had once again gotten the best of him. He noticed a petite brunette walk up next to him examining the soups as well. He automatically thought of Ziva. That happened to him every time he saw brown hair. He sighed. He couldn't help it; he had no idea why any girl like Ziva would ever want some one like him. But he wasn't about to argue.
"It's that difficult to choice a type of soup?" the women next to him asked sarcastically.
Tony hesitated to answer. That voice was familiar but he couldn't quite place it. "It has its challenges," chuckled Tony turning to face the women. The moment he saw her face his knees went weak and he felt all the blood leave his head, and quite possibly his body.
Meanwhile Ziva pulled up to the Jewel Osco and parked her car. She walked through the automatic doors and headed to the dairy section. She was right about to pass the canned food section when she noticed him. Tony was there. Then she registered the brunette. OH MY GOD was all Ziva could think. She couldn't believe it. Why was she here? This could have been the worst possible situation of all time.
Ok, I know that it's kind of a cliffhanger, but the scene will pick up in the next chapter exactly where it left off. No worries. :)