Making sure neither of them knew of my presence, I watched my two agents for minute or so. Once again, I felt frustrated as the two kept risking glances at each other, careful not to let the other know that they were doing it.

Not able to take it any longer, I barked, "DiNozzo, David!"
Bother agents were up and at my side immediately. I felt immensely proud of both of them, but that would have to wait.
"I want you two to go take a break," I said. "Go have lunch or something, I really don't care, just stay together."
"How come, boss?" asked the ever-curious Tony DiNozzo.
"I could always think of something for you two do in the office..."

Suddenly, my agents disappeared.

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I could not believe Gibbs let us have some time off. And I had absolutely no problem spending it with Ziva, mind you - I just hoped she didn't mind either.
I swore she looked happy. Maybe I was just imagining it...nope, that was a definite grin on her face. She looked over at me and I felt myself blush, which only embarrassed me further.
"So um, where do you want to go?" I asked her before I could make a bigger fool out of myself.
"How about a movie? I hear the Avengers is cutely good."
A movie? Avengers? Cutely? Everything about that sentence made my head beat at a thousand miles an hour
"Yeah, that'd be cool. I'm a huge Marvel fan. And it's 'pretty good,' not cutely, Ziver."
She laughed and shook her head. God, she was perfect.

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I cannot believe he said yes! I don't even know what an 'Avenger' is but I honestly do not care. And did he actually blush earlier? Why would he blush? He thinks we're going as friends, but I really hope he starts to think more of me over time.

He swear he looks nervous. He's tapping anxiously on the steering wheel and keeps taking those really deep breathes he takes whenever he needs to calm himself. I really need to stop staring at him and concentrate on myself.
I was not expecting this to happen today, so I wore my hair in its usual ponytail and I wasn't wearing any eye makeup. But luckily, Ziva David is always prepared, and I have eyeliner and mascara in my purse. It's a good thing I actually used a purse today.

While Tony bought the tickets, I went into the women's restroom to beautify myself. I didn't put too much eyeliner on, but I did put on a good amount of mascara. I took out my ponytail and tried to make it look decent, but I couldn't get the bump out.

"Need some help?" someone said. It was a girl in her early teens, she couldn't have been any older than 14. "I could help you with that bump from your ponytail."

"How so?"

"I never go anywhere without a flat iron," she chuckled. She pulled one out of her backpack and plugged it in. "It only takes a minute to heat up."

I smiled gratefully at her. She was a beautiful girl – her hair was bleached and straight, and she wore a lot of eye makeup. She wore skinny jeans that looked so tight, I wondered if they cut off blood circulation. I believe her style is called 'punk.'

"Thank you," I said. "What's your name?"

"Katie Dee," she said. "And you?"

"Special Agent Ziva David."

"Whoooaaa," she said, laughing. "A fed? Cool. I think it's hot now," she said, holding her hand just above the iron. "If you let me help, I could be done in just a few minutes."

"That would be very much appreciated," I chuckled. She smiled and immediately set to work. True to her word, she was done in only a matter of minutes. I thanked her, gave her a five dollar bill (which she accepted without hesitation), and exited the restroom.

Authors Note: Aww! So cute(: Stay tuned! No, I am not 14, but when I was 14, I never went anywhere without a straightener lol so I thought it was appropriate(: I usually don't put myself in my stories, but I was in a hurry and didn't want to bother creating someone new, so I used myself. Hope you don't mind :P

~KatieDee15