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Tony groaned when he felt a small little body jump onto the bed and climb on top of him.
"Ton-ee! Mommy said you up for brewfeskest. She make paniakes!" Nathan's green eyes were glowing with excitement as he grabbed the covers and threw them off of Tony. "Let's go Ton-ee."
Tony turned to look at the clock. "Geeze, kiddo, do you always wake up at seven o'clock?" Tony asked as he climbed out of the warm embrace of the bed and gathered Nathan up in his arms.
"Yep, mommy up too!" Nathan nodded and climbed down out of Tony's arms to go watch cartoons. Tony smiled and ran his hand through his hair before he made his way to the kitchen.
"Wow," he said the second he saw Ziva. She was wearing a dark green tank top that showed off her tan skin and jeans that fit her perfectly, showing off all her curves. She looked up and smiled, her hair was in a side braid with a few pieces falling down. Tony had to swallow the lump that was building in his throat. God, she was beautiful and it took all the will power he had not to tell her.
"What are you staring at?" her chocolate eyes meeting his with the mischievous glint in her eyes that Tony new all too well.
"Aw nothing, just thinking about how yummy it smells in here." he walked around the counter. "Wow, you're spoiling me!"
Ziva rolled her eyes and looked down at all the food. There were bacon, eggs, plain pancakes, toast, sausages, and blueberry pancakes. "Yes, but this is not for you. Nathan insisted that we make a special breakfast for daddy." She smiled before she realized the strained expression playing on Tony's features. "I can tell him to stop calling you that… it was just, well you know you are his father, but if you would prefer him not to call you that, than that is fine." Her voice was a mixture of sadness and harshness.
"No, I like him calling me that, but I just don't see why. I mean, he's known me for a day." Ziva nodded, knowing where he was going with this.
"He is smart. Of course, I do not know if he is just calling you that just because… but I think a child knows who his father is." She gave him a smile and rested her hand on his chest. Her dark eyes meeting his warm gentle gaze. "Thank you for last night, I know you think it is crazy, but he feels safe with you." She shrugged and went back to mixing some more batter.
"Do you mind if I stay for breakfast? I mean, you're making all this food for me." He smiled his famous DiNozzo grin and Ziva laughed. She missed those days, the days when they got along so well, like a well-oiled machine, anticipating each other's next move.
"No, I am making this food for myself, and for Nathan," Tony took the spatula out of Ziva's hand and flipped the pancake.
"Hm, so I guess I am not welcome?" he inquired and stuck is finger in the batter and then licked it off.
Ziva scrunched up her nose in revulsion. "Did you even wash your hands?"
"Well no-" he dropped his fingers from his mouth. "But, come on, have a little fun!"
"Have a little fun? Okay." Ziva took one of her fingers and dipped it in the batter before turning back to Tony and spreading it on his face. She started to laugh and Tony looked at her in shock before he put some on his fingers and turned back to Ziva. He smeared it on her face and wrapped his arm around her waist preventing her from going to fight him back. He got more on his fingers, but Ziva broke away from his grasp and she too got some more batter to smear on his face. Ziva backed away once she finished her job and started to laugh. Tony looked at her and then looked at his reflection in the microwave.
Ziva started to back away as he came towards her, but soon she felt her back hit the refrigerator and soon Tony's body was pinning hers to the refrigerator. Leaving her no way of escaping.
"Say you're sorry, Miss David." Ziva shook her head and stuck out her tongue. Tony brought his hand with the batter closer to her face smearing just a little bit on her forehead,
Ziva shrieked, "Okay! I am sorry!" Tony pulled back his hand but didn't let her move.
"Now, ask me to stay," he threatened her by bringing his hand closer to her face. His face also getting closer to hers.
"Would you stay?" She rolled her eyes and Tony smeared batter on her face. She started to laugh.
"Say 'please'," he whispered their faces just centimeters apart. His breath warm against her cheek.
When Ziva lifted her head up to meet his eyes, she smiled and brought her arm to rest on his shoulder. Sometimes it was hard to realize all the… turmoil they had been through that things where far from how they use to be. Three years ago, Tony more than likely would be at her apartment, maybe watch a movie, than later on they would go do… other activities. But now was not then and things were far from how they use to be.
"Please stay," her voice was stressed and Tony could tell their game was not a game anymore. He brought his lips down to hers in what was a slow but passionate kiss. His hands went to her hips and he pushed his body up against hers.
Ziva was surprised at first when Tony first kissed her, but soon she forgot about her worries and she too was intrigued in the kiss. She let out a soft moan as Tony lifted up the thin material that was her tank top just enough so he could run his fingers over the smooth skin of her stomach.
Ziva brought her hands up to wrap around his neck, but all too soon air became a necessity and Tony started to kiss her face, getting the pancake batter off. She giggled and let out a content sigh as Tony kissed her eye lids on the way back down. He captured her lips back in his and, just as the kiss started to get heated again, both Tony and Ziva heard soft padded footsteps and they jumped away from each other.
"Mommy, it smells ewiey!" Nathan exclaimed. Tony reached for a towel to clean off his face. He put one hand on the counter facing away from both Nathan and Ziva. The kiss was still fresh on his mind when Ziva walked over to him and grabbed the towel from him and cleaned off the remaining batter off of her face.
The rest of the day went by uneventfully, but the kiss still laid heavy on Ziva's mind. Things were already complicated enough and adding a relationship to the jumble of complicated things would only complicate things further… Wow I hate the word complicated she thought to herself.
Ziva was lying on the couch with Tony at the other end and Nathan was in the middle, contently watching Tom and Jerry the movie. His favorite for the week.
Tony's eyes drifted closed and flashes of the kiss played before him. He missed the smell of her soft tan skin and he missed the way her body molded into his perfectly. He tried to blink away the memories and went on thinking about how funny it was to watch Nathan laugh at the silliest things. It was now 2200 and Tony had yet to go back to his apartment. Well he went back to his apartment only to get a change of clothes. The rest of the day he spent with a very happy Nathan and a very… well, Ziva was avoiding being in the same room with him the entire day. Tony sighed and closed his eyes not noticing that he was drifting off.
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"Tony, wake up, it is almost midnight!" Ziva hissed and punched his arm and he shot up from the couch.
His eyes met Ziva's and he nodded in agreement. "I should be getting home." He sat up and went to gather his things.
"You are not going home at this hour, have my bed, I'll sleep on the couch." She nodded curtly and turned in the direction of the hall.
"Ziva, we need to talk about that kiss." Ziva shook her head 'no'. "Ziva, I'm not going to pretend it meant nothing, because I was thinking… I want to be with you again? If you will have me back?" he asked slyly and Ziva took a few steps towards him.
"That kiss meant nothing, we are just friends. You are just the father of my child. Yes, that might sound harsh, but I cannot go back down this road. I am not going to let you walk out on both of us when you decide you get bored. Nathan looks up to you and I would hate for you to be out of his life." She walked around and got what looked like a scrapbook off the shelf and handed it to Tony. "I do not hate you, and as much as I would want a relationship with you… it cannot happen. I love Nathan and if me protecting him means me sacrificing being with you, than I am going to do it. I am sorry, Tony." She leant down and placed a kiss to his cheek. "I had not made up my mind what I was going to do… I hope you like this." She pointed towards the book and then turned back towards the hall way.
"Zi," Tony said sadly. "I'm going to fight for you, Ziva David. I'm not giving this up."
Ziva gave him a sad, wishful smile and went back to the bathroom. Tony let out a sad smile, knowing he might never get a chance with the one he loved… love? Since when did Anthony DiNozzo decide to 'love'? Tony knew the answer, but he didn't want to think about that anymore, instead he turned his attention back to the scrapbook in his hands.
EEEEPPPPP are they going to work things out? So the next chapter is one of like the top three favorites. Review if you liked the chapter and want me to update. And for all of you who think oh she doesn't know I read and don't review...well news flash I do know! :) So I hope you think highly enough of this chapter to review it. It will make a horrible Monday into the best...
