Title: Favourite Friend
Author: Trista Groulx aka dustytiger
Rating: T (same as the show, nothing explicitly naughty)
Disclaimer: I am an unmotived beauty consultant and frazzled barista who does not own NCIS, it belong to its creator, network, writers, actors, actresses and other people who bring it to life weekly, I make no money from having fun with these characters, just some much needed sanity. I also do not own the song which helped this fic to grow it belongs to Katie Rox, and likely SOCAN.
Summary: Tony goes to pick up Ziva from the airport after she buries her father, but she doesn't want to go home.
Notes: So what happens after dinner hehe… I've had a terrible day today fuzzies would make that better. Thanks again for the reviews and alerts heart means soooo much to me. ff glitched trying again...


"...What would it take to show you?Just laid here is myself here for you..."

The two of them had a glass of wine before their food was ready. Tony was enjoying getting to see this side of Ziva, there was something he knew was unique about seeing her with her guard down. Although she would probably kick his ass if he told her he found it very attractive. Soon she was putting the meal on the table. He wasn't sure what she was serving him but it looked good, and smelled even better. He didn't often like to try new things but know who had made it made easier for him. As she was putting out the meal he refilled their glasses.

"We should toast to something," Ziva told him as she picked up her glass.

"How about to new beginnings?" he suggested.

"All right, to new beginnings, Tony."

She smiled warmly at him as they clinked their glasses while he was sure he had a foolish grin on his face. Things started to feel like where they had left off the night before as they ate. Tony was really enjoying the food and was glad he got to learn this about his friend; even if she dropped the bomb that she had just had a lapse in judgement the night before he would still be happy just know all he had learned in the past few nights.

They joked and laughed between bites, as if this was something they had done thousands of meals before. They had always been close, and were comfortable with each other at work, but this was completely different. This was more than just trusting a partner to have your back, or conversation to make time go by on a case, this was real and unlike anything he'd experienced before. The rest of their evening went by like one would expect from two friends having dinner together after hours of chatting he stood up.

"I should go," he told her. "It's getting late."

"I asked you to bring what you would need. Was I not clear?" she asked him. "I would like for you to stay here, with me. My bed is larger."

He was barely able to hide his shock. She had actually invited him over to have a repeat of the night before. He wasn't sure it would go exactly the same, but she admitted she wanted him in her bed. That was huge for him. He had rarely spent a lot of time in one woman's bed, and all he could think of was spending more time there with her.

"I wasn't sure that's what you meant. Let me get my stuff from my car," he told her.

"Okay."

She watched him leave the apartment then went into her bedroom, changing into a long floor length red silk night gown. When Tony came back into the apartment he locked up wondering where she was. He then heard movement from behind him. His eyes grew wide when he saw her. She was putting away the wine glasses, and he could see her bare back. She turned around and smiled at him, only then did he notice just how much the night gown hugged her curves. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him close as she gently kissed him.

After spending most of the day wondering if he had imagined the encounter the night before he would be very happy to be repeating it. He knew that Ziva was complicated but he never expected things between them to be like this. He knew how the night would end, because he knew he needed to hold off a little longer, meaning the next day work would be same as this one. He didn't know how long it would last, but at that moment he didn't care if it meant getting home and getting to see this side of her.

As they embraced she led him toward her bedroom, hardly breaking contact with him. When they got into her bedroom he pulled away for a moment to look around. Ziva had a large room with a Queen sized bed. He wrapped his arms around her, his hands finally settling on her ass and pulled her back to him a hungry kiss. There was something about this that felt right. As much as he knew he should question her about the way she'd acted all day he would rather get lost in the sweetness of their embrace. She pulled away from him a few minutes later.

"Tony do you still want to wait?" she asked him.

He nodded before his mouth could get any more words out. "Ziva, I-" his voice trailed off, knowing he would not be able justify the nod.

"I understand Tony, but you cannot tell me this is easy for you. I can feel how much you want me."

Her hand grazed his pants, and he hissed softly. This woman had an effect on him he had never experience before. As much as he wanted to take her hand and force her to tease him until he was begging for her he knew they were not ready for that yet. He instead too her hand, running the other one through her hair softly.

"Ziva I want nothing more than to rip that amazing night gown off of you, throw you onto your bed and fuck you like you have never been fucked before, but you deserve more than that," he explained. "If I can wait it will prove to us both that this is something serious. I need this, between us, to be serious."

She put her free hand on his chest where his heart was squeezing his hand that was entangled in hers. "I know, but I think we both know this is different from our past relationships."

He splayed kisses all over her face. "Yes, it is different I know that it is. But you are still hurting, and I never want you to think I took advantage of you. I think we should wait to give this the best chance of working."

"Tony if a man tried anything like that to me you know I could stop him. You would not be taking advantage me, you would be giving me something I finally realise I need. We will make this work."

"I know, and Ziva while I know your almost ninja like skills almost as well as I know myself, having our emotions involve is new, and I don't know those as well. Let me get changed, and we can talk, or whatever when I get back, but I do still want to wait a little while longer before we let this get physical."

She nodded, and kissed him softly. "Okay, I understand."

He went into the bathroom and brushed his teeth, and removed his clothing down to his boxers, before going back into the bedroom. She was under the covers already as he got in beside her. The second he was comfortable her lips were all over his. That night was spent similar to the one before, only this time they were making out like teenagers in her bed, and his hands had taken on a life of their own and were exploring every inch of her silk covered body she would let him. As much as he wanted more he knew it wasn't yet time and he would have to deal with the consequences of his body later.

End Part 4

Notes: I hope this fits them. I think it does because they really care for each other and don't want to mess things up with work ect… Let me know what you think…