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Sophie and Elle

Chapter 3

Once they were down at breakfast, they were greeted by very cheery waiters, which made them both feel slightly worse. They were seated and then ordered their food.
"So what are you going to order?" Tony asked while reading his menu.
"Not sure, I might just stick to coffee and toast, definitely not bacon and eggs!" She replied.
"Oh right, it's not kosher. I don't think I could ever handle being Jewish, giving up bacon would be too much!" He said.
"Well, I've managed just fine for 27 years, but I don't have your eating habits." she grinned.
"Hey that's no way to talk to your new husband." he replied. She glared at him, then he looked back at his menu.

A waiter at the next table overheard the conversation and came over to them.
"Excuse me, but did I just hear that you to just got married?" She smiled. Ziva was about to correct her when Tony jumped in.
"Yes, we did, last night to be exact." Tony replied.
"Well congratulations! On behalf of the hotel, I would like to give you a little present, I'll be right back!" She said cheerfully.
Ziva then grabbed his hand under the table and bent back two of his fingers.
"Ziva… What was that for?!" he squealed.
"Why did you tell her that?? No one needs to know we got married except the lawyer!" She hissed.
"Have you ever seen the kinds of gifts hotels give out to newlyweds? Trust me, it's worth it." He replied.
"You are such an idiot!" She whispered.
"But a loveable one right, i mean isn't that why you married me?" Tony grinned.
"If you don't shut up, I will demonstrate one of the twenty four ways of killing you with the fork in front of me." she threatened.
"Ok, shutting up." He whispered.

Two minutes later, the lady appeared with two massive bags and two bottles of champagne.
"Here you go, i hope you enjoy it!" She said. As soon as she got to the table, Ziva placed her hand over her mouth and ran.
"Is everything ok?" The lady asked.
"Oh, I'm sure it is, but would you mind checking on her?" Tony replied.
"Not a problem." The lady answered, she turned around and walked away. Tony sat there for a minute, then the events of the night before came back to him.

"Oh my god!" Tony muttered, after a second he started smiling, but then his smile was wiped away, he got up and left to find Ziva. He found the ladies bathroom and stormed in.
"Ziva, are you on the pill?" He yelled out. Then he found Ziva leaning over the sink. She stopped long enough to lift her head and face him.
"Why do you want to know?" She asked. She then quickly turned back to the sink and threw up again.
"Coz, Ziva, I just had a pretty graphic flashback about last night, and i didn't see any umm... protection in the room, and you're throwing up now so," Tony replied.
"Oh my god, Tony I'm not pregnant you idiot, i have a hangover!" She grumbled.
"Just answer the question. Are you, or are you not on the pill?" He said again. She turned away from him and fixed her eyes on the tap again.

"No," She muttered.

Short chapter, we know! We will try to update soon… but only if you all review! Thanks.