loved the ideas people gave me, and the reviews and PMs i recieved. maybe I should write about sex more often!!!

Chapter 4

"We have to talk." McGee said standing at tony's door. Tony was shocked, Ziva was in his shower after they'd made love and he was supposed to be joining her, and now, McGee was there. This was not going to be good.

"Arh can't this wait Probie, I'm kinda..."

"No, I'm not going to be able to do anything till we've worked out this secret stuff." McGee said as he angrily stormed past, and dramatically slammed his keys down onto Tony's table.

"Yer but…" Tony started again pointing to the door.

"No we can't keep secrets, someone will get hurt in our line of work, it's not smart."

"Maybe we should go get a drink and talk about this."

"I mean, if we're hiding things, or worried about what's going on with someone else on the team it shows we don't respect eachother. Or, Their feelings towards another, someone could get hurt or worse killed."

"their feelings?" Tony was sure now, what the hell else would he be talking about feelings for, if he didn't know about him and Ziva. They'd messed up.

"ok, so obviously there's some explaining to be done." Tony started to spill everything, he was done for , he'd just have to hope for the best.

"Ok, so I know that it doesn't look good, but it might not go any further. I don't even know if I like it."

"I don't know that it's up to you probie."

"well sure it is. I mean if I don't like it, if I'm not convinced it will work, I don't know, maybe it should all end now."

"What are you? 5? You don't like it so it should end? The world doesn't revolve around you. Why should Ziva and I…"

"Ziva and you? This has nothing to do with you and Ziva."

"It doesn't?"

"I was just trying the fantasy thing."

The fantasy thing? What the hell was he talking about? If this had nothing to do with Ziva, he didn't know what fantasies to think of, hoepfull none of McGee's fantasies include Ziva!

"I don't think I'll even get it published, I just needed to take a break from writing about crime. After everything that happened, I just couldn't get anything onto the page so I changed tack."

"Oh your talking about your writing... arh ha…" he laughed, "that's the secret, that your writing a fantasy novel… wow that is lame!"

"You didn't know about the book?"

"Arh, sure I did, I just, I just tried to erase it from my memory, like in that movie, you know the one with Arnie."

"Very funny Tony. Fantasy writing is very popular these days."

"oh please elf lord, no one reads fantasy anymore."

"what about Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings?"

"Oh yer, but how embarrassing for you!"

"See now this is what I thought, if you think that little of me, how can we possibly work together and value each other?"

"Don't worry probie I never valued you anyway"

Suddenly from the bathroom the two men hear a muffled voice, "Tony I'm all soaped up and waiting, if you do not hurry up I will take care of things myself." They both stood there rooted to the spot.

Damn it, Tony had thought he had a chance of getting away with this.

"Geeze Tony, how have you got a woman back here in so little time."

He didn't know, he hadn't recognised her voice. Tony was amazed, stunned. He was going to get away with this, and this was his perfect opportunity to get rid of him.

"Yer, well, you still have a lot to learn from the master Pro-bay. You should get out of the pixie world some time and try out the real one."

"Ok, so this isn't over though, I will get going though."

"Honestly Timmy, so long as your not basing a fairy on me, I'm fine, try and make me something strong and manly. Make me the hero in this one would you?"

"really? You don't mind?"

"right now, I couldn't care a less. I've got to get back to… well." Tony said as he tried to shuffle him out the door.

"you know, that makes me feel so much better, maybe we should get together and talk about the plot some time."

"Not going to happen McGeek. Now, go home and pretend you don't have writers block."

"I don't have writers…" But Tony closed the door on McGee.

It was just in time, Ziva had wrapped a towel around herself and gone to try and find Tony. "Was that the pizza?"

"No, that should be here soon, but, your not going to believe what our little Timmy has been up to."

"Ree-lly?" Ziva replied. Tony heard his mobile ring from the bedroom.

"Hold that thought, sweet cheeks, I just need to grab that." and he ran into the bedroom and answered his phone.

"Ziva went to the kitchen and opened a bottle of wine, finding two glasses and filling them with the burgundy liquid. She swirled it then sniffed it. "only Tony would have great wine like this." She whispered.

She carried both glasses in one hand and the bottle in the other, She put the bottle and one of the glasses on the coffee table next to the money Tony must have left for the pizza, she moved over to the bookcase that instead of having books was full of Tony's favourite DVDs. She scanned the shelves, finally choosing two James Bond movies, From Russia with Love, and Casino Royale. She studied the back of the cases, Daniel Craig really had made it harder to choose a Bond movie.

Ziva heard a knock at the door, she grabbed the money of the table, put the DVD's down and moved to the door, eager to get her pizza. She opened the door. "I'm so sorry Tony, I left my keys on your table." McGee said as he went to slide past Ziva, his head down obviously embarrassed he was there, and not wanting to bare the brunt of Tony's wrath? He turned around to leave and stopped, blinked to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

"Arh Ziva? Why are you at Tony's? wearing just a towel?

OPPS!!!!! hahah. evil I know