Chapter 2
Dreaming
Tony's here, I'm safe. But am I really safe? This is Tony DiNozzo we're talking about. What if Tony wasn't here? What sort of a state would you be in, Ziva? Would you be drowning your sorrows in vodka shots? Or would you be on a murderous rampage after the woman who killed the Director's wife and your Papa, Ziva?
Your Papa was murdered several weeks ago, Ziva. You are alone. You have no one left. No one cares about you. Not even Tony…
Ziva woke with a scream. Tony dashed in through her bedroom door, gun in hand. "You alright, Ziva?"
"Sorry, Tony. Yes, I'm fine, just a bad dream." She rubbed her head and Tony put his gun on the top of her dresser.
"Want a hug?" Tony asked kindly. She nodded and he walked to sit on the edge of her bed.
"Do you care about me, Tony?" She hugged him and then pulled away.
"Of course I do, Ziva. We all do. Why? What's brought this on?" Tony asked resting a hand on her shoulder.
"Inner self argument. I'm alone."
"No your not. You have us. We'll be your family, Ziva." Tony said softly.
"So you care? About me?"
"Yes, Ziva. What…" He was cut off when Ziva pulled him towards her and kissed him full on the lips. He didn't react for a few seconds and then did, much to Ziva's surprise. Tony went with it, assuming the drink had gone to her head.
"I love you, Tony." Ziva said breathless after a few moments. Tony's heart leapt. He'd been trying to tell her that for years.
"I love you too, Ziva." He said quickly and kissed her again and again until every moment merged with the next.
The following morning, Tony woke to find Ziva lying across his chest and himself with a bad headache and his arms wrapped around Ziva's naked frame. He smiled, and then realisation set in. What the hell had he done? He'd slept with ZIVA DAVID.
Ziva shifted and groaned in her sleep before stirring and looking up at Tony. "Good morning, Tony."
"Hello, Ziva." Tony pulled a worried face and then realisation hit Ziva.
"Rule 12!" She said and Tony nodded.
"I don't mind. But what about you?" He asked.
"We knew this would happen eventually, Tony." Ziva said sitting up.
"It was a moment of weakness, right?" Tony asked running a hand up her back. Ziva shuddered.
"Yes. But I am willing to accept more weaknesses. Just so long as Gibbs doesn't find out." She said turning to Tony, who smiled.
"I think that can be arranged, Ziva David." He said seductively.
"You're going to kill me eventually, Tony DiNozzo." She said as his hand continued to trace patterns on her shoulder.
"Not too soon, my little Israeli weakness." Tony laughed. Ziva chuckled and settled down beside him in her bed again.
"And vice versa, DiNozzo."
The End.
