Ziva's phone vibrated.
"What do you want, Tony?", she asked and wrapped herself up in her blanket.
"Why so harsh?", he asked.
"You almost blew our cover and Tim knows"
"He has known since day 1"
"You swore you wouldn't tell anyone"
"Sorry"
"You better be", she mumbled.
"Anyways, do you want ice cream?"
"What?"
"You heard me", Tony replied with a laugh.
"Uhm sure, yeah", Ziva replied, wiggling her toes.
The doorknob turned and Ziva grabbed her gun, slowly approaching the door.
"Surprise, surprise", Tony yelled and opened the door.
"God, DiNozzo", Ziva called and kicked him into his private parts.
He dropped the bags and threw himself on the ground.
"Hey, hey put the gun down", Tony replied with big eyes and collected the bags while getting up from the ground.
"I thought you were someone else", Ziva said and put the gun back into her drawer.
Tony shook his head and chuckled.
"As if", he mumbled and grabbed a bowl and a spoon.
"Just one spoon?"
"I was thinking of feeding you but after your little ninja fit, I might eat it all myself"
Ziva walked up to him with a puppy dog face.
"You kicked me into my private are", he said looking down at her.
"Like I said I thought you were someone else"
"Who did you expect? Ninjas?"
"Sort of", she replied with a giggle.
Tony smiled.
"So", Ziva whispered and wrapped her arms around his torso.
"You still want to eat that all by yourself?"
Tony swallowed.
"Well, if you must know my plan has changed"
"Really?", Ziva asked.
"Yeah"
"Great", she replied happily and ran to the couch.
Tony rolled his eyes before looking into her direction, wickedly.