Tony looked over to Ziva who cracked her knuckles menacingly and smirked, "You will learn how to fight like Mossad…by the end of this week you will not be able to move a finger.

"Oh boy…sounds fun"

Tony said sarcasticly, This was going to be Hell.

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9:00 PM

Tony walked tiredly into his appartment,exausted from such an eventful day…yet his mind raced around
the curiosity of what kind of torture was in store for him.

Ziva was scary enough as his partner, he didn't want to even think about her barking orders at him as his drill instructor.
The very thought of such a thing made Tony shiver…

He went into the bathroom and hopped into the shower,whistling the tune of "Barbra Anne" by The Beach Boys as he cleaned up.
Tony dried off and put some comfortable clothes on,then he walked over to his TV and turned it on.

Sitting down on the couch he flipped the channels until something caught his eye.

"A classic."
He said as he fixtated his eyes upon the TV.

They were showing the original "The Day The Earth Stood Still."
He sighed in relaxation as he watched the black and white masterpiece before him…
It had slipped by as Tony watched some more movies on CMN (Classic Movie Network) and before he knew it…the time was 1:30 in the morning.

"Oh…I know I'm gonna be tired tomorrow."
Then he remembered,"Wait…tomorrow is Saturday…"
He said to himself and smiled inwardly, it meant he could finish watching the movie he was watching and then he would go to bed.
By the time he finished his movie and got around to going to bed it was about 3:15.

The tired DiNozzo wrapped himself up in the blanket and drifted off to sleep.

7:30 AM

The lock on Tony's door began to turn and the knob began to twist, as somebody on the outside was breaking in.
The door opened and somebody walked into the dark appartment, gripping a bucket in their hands.

The person smiled in the dark and walked toward's Tony's bedroom and into the midst of the sleeping agent.
The light came on and Ziva David appeared,holding a bucket of water.

"Wake up Tony."

She said in a firm voice,but he just rolled over to the side and mumbled something.

"Well then, You have had your chance."
She swung and dumped the bucket out onto Tony's body,causing him to jump up instantly and give a loud Yelp.

He staggered to his feet and looked over to Ziva who was trying not to laugh at her soaked partner.
"Ziva! What the hell!"

He yelled out angrily, Ziva only walked over to him and smirked, "Don't be such a baby,atleast I didn't pull you out of the bed by your hair…"
She said referring to her Mossad training, "Get dressed…jeans and a tank top,and hurry or I will shave you bald."

Walking out of the room and into the living room, she let out a small laugh remembering the look on Tony's face.
"Ma'am Yes Ma'am."He said spitefully as she left…"On a Saturday too"

He mumbled as he changed out of his wet clothes and into the ones that she specified.
Tony came out of the room and saw Ziva sitting at his table with a glass of some strange liquid on the table.
"Drink up." She said pointing to the concauction.
"Like hell I am." Tony replied back and Ziva glared through him,"Drink it or I will force you to…and do not think that I will not either."
She said threatening him and he nodded grabbing the glass,opening his mouth and drinking down the strange liquid.

It tasted horrible but he gulped down the whole thing scared of what Ziva may do if he didn't.
He put the glass down and grimaced at the even worse aftertaste,then looked to her who was smiling.

"You are really enjoying this aren't you?"He asked and she nodded and grinned devilishly.

After allowing Tony to get a glass of water to chase down the rest of the taste,she walked to the door and opened it, "Come, We are going to the park."

He looked over to her,then felt the cool D.C breeze sweep across the room;sending chills across his bare arms.
"Let me go get a jacket…" He said as he got up but Ziva shook her head, "Don't worry Tony…you will warm up soon enough.
He whined a bit but got up and followed Ziva out the door,and to the car.

"First thing is first Tony, " Ziva said and looked over to him and pointed to his torso, "We are going to get you into better shape."
Tony looked down at himself, "Hey! What's wrong with the shape I am right now?"
Ziva poked his stomach with her finger and raised an eyebrow as she looked back up towards him, "You would never pass the Mossad training with a gut like that.

All of your slacking off and movie marathons are over…you will be running at one hundred and ten percent I believe the expression is called."
Tony looked over to her as she started the car,getting into the passenger side.
Atleast she didn't somehow screw up that one, Tony thought to himself as Ziva pulled out and sped to 70mph down the 50mph highway.

The sharp turns caused Tony's breakfast shake to come up slightly and once again he had the bad taste of Ziva's drink filling his mouth.
What he wouldn't give for a Coke at that moment.

"Slow down will ya?…" Tony complained as Ziva dodged past cars and slowned down for them to stop right infront of the park.
"No fear…that is what you must remember when working for Mossad.
Fear leads to mistakes and mistakes cannot be tolerated she said in a serious tone.

I'm not fighting for the freedom of Isreal Zee-Vah."He over-pronounced her name and she looked at him.
"I'm only learning to fight better in hand-to-hand combat." He finally said.

She shook her head and got out of the car, "Stop your complaining and come on…"

Once again Tony could feel the cool breeze against him as he followed Ziva out of the car. "I know you are supposed to be my trainer and all,but can you try to remember that we are not enemies. Tony tried to reason with her but she continued to walk.

"If you wish for me to be more nice then follow my orders the first time without complaining, stop acting so immature, and work your hardest. If you lost all feeling by the end of the day and need help up the stairs of your appartment, then you have done a good job.

Ziva stopped and turned around to look at Tony,then smirked…"And I believe I will call you Probie from now on." Ziva said and drinned inwardly at her own revenge on his constant use of that annoying nickname.

He only looked to her and shook his head in annoyance,but her smirk faded and she put her fists on her hip."Here looks like a good place to start your training."Give me 30 push-ups" She said and Tony let out a groan of fake agony.

"55 now…"She said glaring daggers at the lazy man before her, Tony dropped down onto his hands and feet and started following suit.

"Good…" She said and watched as he forced his arms to push his body up and let it down.

She crossed her arms and then noticed the shaking in his arms at 32

"Maybe you should not have complained…" She said and he just continued. "Then you would already be done."

Said Ziva, waiting to see his arms give out…Ziva knew statisticly that he would not be able to finish.

Sure enough Tony stopped at 48 when his arms gave out and he fell over onto the ground.

"Almost Tony." Ziva said as she stood with her feet down by his shoulders, then she took her right foot and rolled him over onto his back.

"But almost only counts in horses and handgrenades…" She finally said.

Tony looked up at her and sighed an annoyed sigh, "It's HORSESHOES and handgrenades." He said correcting her.

"Whatever…since you couldn't make it I am assigning you sit-ups, 65..."

Tony started to let out a sigh but looked over to Ziva and knew it would not be in his best he just began doing as directed, this proved to be very difficult at number 25 due to the exaustion from the previous exercise.

"Come on…Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo." Ziva said mocking him, "What is so very special about you if you cannot even do a couple of basic exercises. You would not last three days in Mossad."

Hearing her taunts his blood began to boil, this broad was calling him a wimp… He gritted his teeth and tightened his fists as he continued to do his sit-ups.

At about 56 he could feel his body giving out, his face shoed pain and Ziva began to feel bad for him.

Am I pushing him too hard? But I have to…his life may depend on it.
Ziva thought to her self."Two more Tony…" She said in a less harsh tone and that made Tony feel pushed himself with all he had to throw his body onto his knees and back down again."Only one more." She said and he struggled hard against his exausted body as he groaned he pulled himself up and his chest touched his knees, "Done!" He let out and fell back to the grass.

Ziva smiled, "Good job." She said and held an arm out for Tony to grab and pull himself up.

"Now, you can take a ten minute break."

The day continued he was ordered to do jumping jacks,leg lifts,stair climbs, and finally ended with a jog around the park. Finally at about 4:30 pm Ziva stopped and looked towards Tony. "The day has ended Tony, Tomorrow I will be there at 10:00 am. This should allow you more sleep, so don't waste your time watching movies and messing around."

Ziva drove Tony back to his house and watched as he walked up the steps, slowly…she smiled to herself and drove off.

We just may make a warrior out of you yet.

There's the second chapter.

My thanks to DiNUTZzo for the chapter name.

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