Okay, so I re-read the first two chapters and I'm starting to dislike them more, hopefully this chapter will make it better. Also, I am gonna carry on with some Tiva but dunno how far. And I really didn't expect this story to go on for long but I dunno, I think I could get some more action in at some point. And thanks for the reviews, they made me smile I hope you like this! Also, sorry it has took so long to be put up! I keep going to write more then I think of other ideas for another fanfic then my mam shouts at me to revise haha!

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"Okay, so, let's get our story straight. Your car was playing up so I came to pick you up, and that's why we're late, got it?"

"Yes Tony, I got it the first 10 times. It'll be fine; they probably won't even notice anything"

"You sure about that, Ziva?" The ding of the elevator told them they had arrived at their destination, the same time Gibbs and McGee did. Both of them had raised their eyebrows, Gibbs' in a suspicious way, and McGee's in a smug way.

"Nothing, Boss, I just had to drive Ziva, you know, because..."

"Shut it, DiNozzo, I don't care. Dead Petty Officer."

"Shutting up, Boss."

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Gibbs looked on as Tony was taking crime scene photos. He knew something was up; he wasn't himself, although he was doing a pretty damn good job at hiding it. He was debating on going to see him last night, but when he got there, he saw Ziva sitting outside, trying to pluck up the courage to go in he guessed. Sure, he has his rules. But they're partners. And if anyone was to help Tony, it was her. He could see it. He needed her, and she sure as hell needed him. Gibbs just hoped nothing came along to ruin it this time, he was finally realising they would be good for each other. And that didn't happen often.

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It was a very easy case; fit of rage leading to murder and the inability to hide the evidence. They got their man straight away and were now sat doing the paperwork. Well, McGee was doing his paperwork; Ziva and Tony were attempting to, but kept stealing glances at each other. Ziva caught Tony's eye and looked to the toilets. Tony understood, and proceeded to follow her when she got up from her seat and headed to the bathroom. As soon as they got there, Ziva had locked the door, and Tony had adopted a confused look on his face. He had no idea why they were here if he was honest.

"Tony, I think we need to talk."

"Talk? About what?"

Ziva sighed, this was gonna be even worse than she expected if he was as oblivious as he seemed. She was starting to regret bringing this up, but the look Gibbs had given her in the squadroom earlier had made her think he knew something was up, and that he wanted this sorted as much as Ziva did herself.

"About...us."

"Ah. Yeah, you're right actually."

The look Tony was giving her made her realise that this was it; they were finally going to address the subject that was Tiva. Except, as he started to move towards her, she realised the talking would come a bit later.

AAAH. Dunno what I think of this either! But, yeah. I've finished this. I'm gonna have a sequel though Reviews? Ideas for sequel? Favourite episode? Favourite The Wanted song? (yes, I'm obsessed :P) Hope you liked it, and I promise it won't be this long till my sequel!