Heyyyyy! Sorry for how long it took me to update this chapter, I had major writers block about the last bit. :P I hope you like! :)
Disclaimer: Me when I realized I owned NCIS: :D Me when I woke up: :(
"Ziiivvvvaaaaa!" Abby trilled into her phone, bouncing up and down. "You said you'd come down to the lab before you went up to the bull pen. So come down here, right now!"
"I said I would be right down, I just must drop this case report off at my des-" Ziva was cut off by Abby whining into the phone once more.
"Ziivaaa! You said you'd come down right when you got here!" Abby argued, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Yes but I'm already on my way up-"
"Ziva, you know I can hack into the elevator's settings in ten seconds, do you want to do this the easy way, or the Abby way?" Abby asked menacingly, walking over to her computer in case Ziva tried to argue again.
"Fine, I will be right down Abby." Ziva sighed, pressing the down button on the elevator and ignoring the looks that the other passengers were giving her.
"Yay! One down, one to go." Abby murmured, pressing the speed-dial three on her cellphone and waiting for the person to pick up.
"Hello, this is Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo." Tony said, the grin plastered on his face showing through his words.
"Tony! It's Abby!"
"Hey, Abs, what's u-"
"Tooonnnnyyyyy! I need you to come down to my lab ASAP! As in, like, now!" Abby shouted into the phone, giggling as she imagined him clutching his ear in one hand and holding the phone as far away as he possibly could in the other.
"Okay, Abby, be right there." Tony huffed a minute later, obviously grimacing.
"'Kay!" She was just about to hang up, when Abby remembered the flaw in her plan. "WAIT! Tony, don't bother taking the elevator, its... Stuck!"
"Seriously? I have to take the stairs?" Tony whined, pouting.
"Yep! Thanks, Tony, see you in the next two minutes!" Abby giggled before dropping the phone on the table. Oh how much fun it was to be her.
Ding! Ziva stepped out of the elevator tentatively, wondering why on world, (or was it earth?), that Abby would want her down here. Suddenly, a loud bang sounded to the right of Ziva, and she quickly flipped around and grabbed the intruder by the arm, turning them around so that they were in a headlock.
"Z-Zi, what're you doin'?" Ziva looked down to see Tony choking under her death grip. Jumping back in amazement, Ziva blushed, a tiny bit embarrassed, if that was even possible. It had just been Tony bursting out of the stairwell, not some assassin trying to attack her from behind.
"W-what was that for, Ziva?" Tony mumbled, rubbing his neck and breathing hard.
"How was I supposed to know it was you?" Ziva asked, composing herself and lifting an eyebrow.
"Well, for one, who else would be coming out of the stairwell to visit Abby?" Tony countered, running a hand through his hair.
"Not you. Tony, when did you start taking the stairs?" Ziva questioned, cocking her head.
"Since the elevator got stuck!" Tony replied, gesturing towards the steel doors Ziva had just exited from.
"It's not stuck, I just used it." Ziva said, looking at Tony, clearly confused.
"What? But Abby said..." Tony started, walking into the Lab and looking around. "Speaking of Abby, where is she?"
Tony turned to see Ziva glancing around as well, looking very bemused and unlike her usual, tough ninja self. Just then, there was another bang, and the two turned around to see the Lab's door slamming shut. Tony looked at the frozen Ziva, then back at the door, then back at Ziva, who now seemed slightly annoyed.
"Abby..." She muttered, walking over to the door and trying the handle. Not surprisingly, it was locked, so she quickly pulled a bobby pin out of her hair and stuck it in the lock. Tony watched in amazement as she flicked her wrist quickly and a soft quick was heard. Grinning, Ziva tried the handle again, but was astonished when it was just as stuck as before. Huffing, Ziva kicked the door, wincing when her foot hit the hard steel, which, by the way, didn't move an inch.
"There has to be a way out." Ziva choked, thinking of her time in Somalia during which she was locked in a dark, humid cell for months, unable to see or do anything about it while they tortured her over and over again, trying to get information out of her. Ziva was now starting to sweat, her hands clamming up as she kicked the door again, then quickly dashed around the room, looking for another exit.
"Ziva! Ziva, what are you doing?" Tony asked, running up to Ziva and turning her towards him. He gaped as he saw her sweaty face, a few tears threatening to spill over. Was Ziva actually going to cry? His Ziva? The super-tough-ninja-ex-Mossad-ex-probie-NCIS-Agent Ziva?
"Tony, we have to get out." Ziva said frantically, her eyes flicking around the room.
"Ziva, it'll be okay, nothing's going to happen!" Tony murmured, trying not to act like he was worried for Ziva, which he obviously was.
Suddenly, it hit him. Ziva must be remembering the months she spent being tortured in Saleem's camp. Tony had never completely learned what had happened to Ziva in Somalia, but he did know that she was hurting because of it. And when Ziva David was hurt, it was his job to fix her.
"Zi, it's okay. Shhh, we're just in Abby's lab. It's okay. I'll never let anyone hurt you again." Tony whispered, pulling Ziva towards him. It seemed that all of her barriers had fallen down, and she was just the broken girl that she locked up inside. Tony hugged her tightly as she slowly began to calm down, sinking into his chest as a single tear fell down her face.
"See? It's all okay. Nothing happened!" Tony said, looking down at Ziva as he gestured wildly. Ziva smiled up at him, rolling her eyes. He was right, nothing did happen, and she needed to get over the absurd feeling that whenever she was trapped somewhere, someone was going to come and attack her.
"I'm sorry, Tony." Ziva said into her partner's chest, now a bit embarrassed at her uncalled for and extremely out of character outburst. After all, she was Ziva David. She wasn't supposed to be breaking into tears every time she felt cornered.
"There's nothing to be sorry about, Zi. I'm here for you, my ninja, no matter what." Tony replied back down at her, breathing in her delicious aroma.
Tony felt himself leaning down, still staring into Ziva's eyes as she stretched up on her toes. Smiling, Tony closed the distance towards her, his lips only millimeters away from her own. Finally, they were going to take their relationship to the next level. There would be no more, quick glances, embarrassing moments, and jealous relationships. The two partners would finally be where they wanted to be, together.
Bang! Tony and Ziva leapt apart to see the lab's door get thrown open, as if by some invisible force. At the same time, her computer switched on and started blasting rock music. Covering their ears, the last moment completely wiped from their minds for the time being, Tony and Ziva sprinted into the suddenly open elevator, sighing as the door shut behind them, blocking out all of the noise from Abby's lab.
Tony turned to see a slightly annoyed looking Ziva with her hands still over her ears. As she slowly dropped her hands to her sides, they both burst out laughing, the shock from their last encounter slowly wearing off. Once Tony caught his breath, he turned to see Ziva smiling widely, no trace of the sadness from a moment ago left on her face.
"Well," Tony began, his grin widening. "I guess Abby decided to kick us out after all."
I really hope Ziva wasn't too out of character, I had to make he seem really vulnerable for this scene. If anyone has any ideas for Abby or McGee's future plans to get these two together, I'd love love love to hear them! Review please! :
