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Rule three: Don't believe what you're told; double check.
-Ziva's POV.-
It was barely 0700 when Abby came screaming down our hallway. "ZIVA! TONY! GET UP!" I heard her voice echo through out our house, I groaned.
"It's too early for this." I sighed, sitting up in out bed, Tony was doing the same.
There was a rap at out bedroom door; it was Abby, "Are you guys decently dressed?" She asked.
"Hang on!" Tony called back; he pulled the sheet up over you bare bodies, "Yeah!"
Abby burst through the door, "Get up, get up, get up!" I just groaned, "Ziva! This is you big day, your wedding day; you have to get up early!" She grinned.
I looked over at my fiancée; Tony, with pleading eyes, as if to say 'get her to go away, I want to sleep.' He just chuckled at me, "You are the one that choose her to be your maid of honor, what did you expect?"
He had a point, and I did appreciate everything she had done for me, so I sighed in defeat.
"Yes!" Abby grinned in triumph, "Now I'll be on the lounge room while you two are getting dressed."
I walked out into the lounge room to find Abby sitting on the couch with make up and hair-bits-and-bobs scattered on the floor, "Now, Tony! You need to leave!" She said, "You can't see Ziva until 5 o'clock today when she walks down the isle, okay?"
"But-" He started.
"No buts! Now go to McGee's house." She smiled.
Tony walked over to me, pulling me by the waist, he gave me a kiss, "I love you." He whispered in my ear.
"I love you, too." I gave him a quick peck on the lips, "And Tony, where are you going on our Honeymoon?" I asked.
"Oh Zee, I'm sorry, I tried getting time off from work, but I couldn't… I'm sorry."
"It is okay." I said, "Now go on, get out of here." I grinned playfully. He gave me a peck on the lips and left.
"I can't believe I'm not going on a Honeymoon!" I huffed.
Abby looked at me, "Yeah…" She mumbled.
I gave her a puzzled look, "Abby… Am I going on a Honeymoon, was Tony just lying to me?" I asked.
"Uh – no." She said slowly.
"You are so lying!"
"I am not!"
I didn't believe her, so I went and logged on to the computer and search the history, only to find that Tony had booked a two week Honeymoon in Italy, "HA!" I said triumphantly, "I AM going on a Honeymoon!"
"Okay, fine you are! Just don't tell Tony that you know! It was supposed to be this big romantic surprise."
"He knows I hate surprises."
"Only when you know you're getting one."
"It is not really a surprise then." I pointed out.
"I suppose… Now come on, let's get started on you." She grinned.
By the time I had finished being made over my Abby, it was four o'clock.
My hair was straightened, curled, softly and then swept over my left shoulder, my make-up was a natural look, simple but stunning.
"You look beautiful, Ziva." She smiled.
"And it is all because of you." I smiled at her, "You did a wonderful job, thank you! I owe you 3 billion Caf-Pows!" I chuckled.
"I'll keep your word on that one!" She laughed, "Now it's time to change into your dress, then the limo will be here."
I changed into my dress, which was white and had a thick strap across one shoulder which had soft glitter sprinkled across is that spread down just above my rib cage. The white dress bunched up slightly at the sides, and flowed down to my ankles. I slipped on my white high heels and then I was ready to go.
-Tony's POV.-
I stood at the end of the isle; my palms were a bit sweaty as I waited for Ziva to arrive. The wedding was being help at a beautiful little garden, specially designed for weddings; it looked like something from a fairytale.
I saw the Limo pull up and Ziva step out. I saw her take Gibbs' arm, and they begun walking down the isle as the music played. Before I knew it, she was there standing in front of me; looking beautiful.
"Wow." I breathed, "You look… beautiful doesn't seem to sum it up." I saw her blush, something Ziva rarely did. "You're blushing." I whispered.
"Am not." She denied, with a smile.
Our vows were said in a blur, I'm surprised I could make words come out of my mouth.
"You may now kiss the bride."
I wrapped my arms around her waist, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I was slightly aware of the cheering in the background. We broke apart and I saw the grin plastered on her beautiful face, she took my hand and we walked down the isle.
"We should go and pack for Italy." She said, with a smirk.
"How do you know about our Honeymoon?"
"Rule number 3 - don't believe what you're told; double check."
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