A/N: Okay, so first of all, I'd like to tell all my lovely readers how truly sorry I am for not updating in like, seven months. I'd also like to thank you all for being so patient. And I think that you should all thank ncisluver33 who was the one who actually got me to write this chapter. I've had a really hard time trying to come up with something to write so it ended like this. Sorry, I know this is really short…it's like the shortest thing I've ever written. But well, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or any of its characters.

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"Tony, what did you do?", Ziva asked the person next to her on the couch.

"Me? I didn't do anything?", Tony answered.

Tony and Ziva had had a really great night. First they had gone to a fancy Italian restaurant where they had talked about nothing and everything. Then they had walked to Tony's apartment to watch a movie. And it was now, about an hour into the movie, that everything suddenly went black.

"I think the power went out", Tony said after about 2 minutes of complete silence.

"You think, Tony?", Ziva said and stumbled off the sofa. Every nearby apartment was black. "Do you have a flashlight?"

"Well, yeah, there's got to be one here somewhere.", he answered and started feeling around the living room. "Okay, this is hopeless. I can't find it if it's dark, can you turn the lights on?"

Ziva gave him and odd stare, which of course, he couldn't see. "And how exactly am I supposed to do that?"

He thought for a moment before realizing how stupid the request was. "Oooh…right. Sorry!"

With a sigh Ziva sat down on the couch again. "Can you fix it?"

"The whole friggin city is out, Zee-Vah. If you think I have superpowers, you might be overestimating me. Just a little though. There's a lot of other stuff I'm reeeally good at."

"Really? Like what Tony?", Ziva asked teasingly.

"Well, let's not get into details but just say that I'm grrrrrreat."

"Right, Tony."

And then, they went quiet again.

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"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!"

"Abby, watch my ears."

"Come on McGee, don't be so boring. Did you see what just happened?"

"No, I didn't see anything. The screen is black!", McGee said looking at the small computer screen in front of him.

"The whole friggin city is out, Zee-Vah. If you think I have superpowers, you might be overestimating me. Just a little though. There's a lot of other stuff I'm reeeally good at."

"Really? Like what Tony?"

McGee stared wide-eyed at the screen. "Maybe we should turn it off."

"No, McGee, nothing's gonna happen."

McGee ignored her and reached forward but stopped dead in his tracks by a hard slap in the head.

"You heard the woman, nothing's gonna happen."

"Uh, Gibbs.", the special agent said, looking like a deer caught in headlights. Much like Tony had just the day before.

"Sush, we're watching."

"Tony. There's something I've been wondering."

"Yeah?"

"How does the movie end?"

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Tony was woken by the TV the next day. He was on his couch, that much he got, but why? Why on his very uncomfortable sofa and not in his big, soft bed. 'Wait! There's something soft.' He looked down in his arms and saw Ziva's head. 'Right, the date, we were watching a movie, the power went out and we fell asleep.'

"Good morning sleepyhead.", he said when Ziva started to stir. She looked up at him and smiled.

"Good morning.", they looked at each other for a while before Tony realized what time it was.

"Oh shit!", he yelled before running into his bedroom to change into some other clothes. Ziva just sat there, looking confused until Tony emerged from the bedroom.

"It's 9.30 am. We're kinda late for work." Ziva turned to the clock on the TV.

"Damn."

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