Title: Complicated
Chapter: 4
Disclaimer: I do not own ANY of the original characters from the show, they belong to the writers of NCIS but i do however claim ownership of all other non-original characters from the show.
Author's note:Hi! I updated quickly (and want to thank you all for your wonderful reviews!) This isn't my favourite chapter, but I wanted to give you a quick update, so I hope you like it anyways. :)
Two days later, Tony and Ziva were alone in the bullpen. Gibbs was out on one of his many coffee runs and McGee was helping Abby in the lab.
Ziva was doing paperwork at her desk, when she felt a pair of eyes watching her.
Looking up, she saw Tony's gaze fixed on her. Noting the cold look in his eyes, Ziva sighed inwardly.
Never before had she seen him act like he had in the past two days.
There was no better word to describe him than bitter.
He'd stopped joking around, stopped smiling, and stopped calling her Ziva. He only addressed her as 'Officer David' and it was slowly beginning to wear on Ziva's sanity.
Sure, she'd expected Tony to be upset, even angry, but she hadn't expected him to hate her.
Ziva shook her head slightly before returning to her work. She was interrupted again, however, when the elevator dinged. Ziva sighed again and ran her hands through her hair.
Suddenly, a low voice surprised her, "Anything I can do to make you feel better?"
Ziva spun around to see Matt, standing before her with a bouquet of flowers.
His short, dark brown hair was neatly combed and a large smile graced his features.
"I'm sorry," Ziva replied, "I was simply frustrated that I couldn't seem to focus on my work."
"I see…" Matt leaned in and gave Ziva a peck on the cheek, which caught Tony's attention.
Tony glared at the other man before getting out from behind his desk and walking towards him.
"Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo." Tony shook Matt's hand harder than necessary and allowed himself a small smirk when the man winced.
That pain is nothing compared to how much you've caused me.
Tony continued to glare at the man until Ziva shot him a glare of her own.
Matt however, seemed oblivious to the silent exchange between the two partners. He regained his composure after shaking Tony's hand and smiled, "My name's Matthew King. You can call me Matt."
As in I'll stomp on you like a mat?
Tony forced an insincere smile on his face, "Good to meet you Matt."
Actually, it's really not.
Ziva glared at Tony, then turned to Matt.
"I didn't know you were coming by."
"Yeah… Well I was in the area and thought that I'd drop by, maybe take you out to lunch?"
Ziva nodded, "That sounds great Matt. Just let me grab my coat."
Tony shot daggers at the other man, but Ziva had already herded Matt into the elevator before he could say anything.
Ignoring the pain that sliced through his heart as he heard Ziva laugh at something the man said, Tony raced to his desk. He then began a background search on Matthew King.
Born in Washington DC to wealthy parents.
Graduated from Harvard Business School at the top of his class.
Currently working as a CEO at Greg & James Co.
Outstanding member of community.
Regular volunteer.
Generous donator to several causes…
Tony frowned. He'd been hoping for something more. Criminal record, shady past… Basically anything that would convince Ziva to stop dating the man.
Sighing, Tony shut off his monitor in defeat.
Gibbs chose that moment to return to the bullpen. Taking one look at his senior agent, he sighed.
"Go home DiNozzo. We don't have a case. Be on time tomorrow."
Tony's face lightened considerably, he was eager to get out of the place where everywhere he looked he thought about how much he loves her—how much he misses her.
"Thanks Boss."
Gibbs simply nodded before taking another drink of his coffee.
~~~NCIS~~~
Tony sighed as he closed the door to his apartment.
Even though he'd gone home early, it seemed like he'd been at work forever.
Tony shook his head in an effort to force Ziva out of his thoughts. When that didn't work, he grabbed a beer from his fridge and searched for a movie.
Frustrated after realizing all the films ended in happily-ever-afters that he'd never have, Tony flopped himself down on the couch and grabbed the remote.
He cracked open his beer, then turned the radio on.
Looking back on everything that we had,
Holdin' on to words that we can't take back,
What am I to do with the past
When it's all that I have
And I can't get you back
Now I wait by the phone,
In the dark, drunk on hope
I'm so lost, I'm so low
And I just want you to know
Everywhere that I go
I'm reminded of us
Where we've been, all we've done
And all the love that we shared
Once
Tony grabbed for the remote and flipped the song off, the words hitting a little too close to home.
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair before taking another swig of his beer in an effort to drown the memories of Ziva and the love they once shared that popped into his head.
Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed!
I tried not to put too much of the song in, but had to add it to the story because it described Tony and Ziva's relationship so well (from the fic.)
The song is "Close" by Rascal Flatts on their new CD "Unstoppable." (I know a lot of people don't like country, but they're more country/pop and I think they're amazing!)
Lol, anyways, hope you liked the chapter!