Thanks for the reviews. Oh, and those who are reading this and are wierded out by the two or three New Chapter: A Case for Discussion notifications, the chapters aren't very long and are easily read. Anyway, Tiva banter will ensue- ish. Also, I'm watching NCIS while doing this so hopefully this will explain my insanely long Abby- like tangent.
"What does your Aunt Nettie have to do with any of this?" Tony asked his partner as they ate lunch in the breakroom.
"I have no idea." Ziva said. "We have more to worry about that than that."
"Like what?" Tony asked. Ziva stayed quiet for a while.
"Are you okay?" Tony asked her after a minute of silence.
"Yes." Ziva said. "I just-"
"You just what?" Tony questioned.
"Aunt Nettie, may still think that you and I are," Ziva paused before going on.
"Are what?" Tony asked.
"Married?" Ziva said, hoping the reaction was not going to be as bad as she thought it would be.
"What!" Tony half whispered, half yelled. "Why would she still think that?"
"Keep your voice down." Ziva said. She took a minute before she spoke again. "I did not give her proof otherwise."
"What do you mean 'proof otherwise?'" Tony asked.
"I tried to tell her we were not together, but one night, I called her. I was angry at," Ziva paused. "you," she went on, "and I told her what you had done that I was mad at. When I finished, she laughed and told me that you were just being a guy. Then, she asked how you were, and I told her."
"What did you say after that?" Tony asked, knowing his impending doom.
"I told her you were fine and then she asked when our anniversary was, but before I could tell her we were not married, she had to leave." Ziva told him.
"You didn't try to fix it?" Tony asked.
"No. That was right after I became a citizen. The last time I talked to her, she called."
"When was that?" Tony asked.
"Right before we left for Paris." Ziva answered.
"Should we tell Gibbs?" Tony asked as he took his and Ziva's trash to the garbage can.
"No, it does not concern him." Ziva said once Tony sat down again.
"We just pretend to be married whenever we see your Aunt Nettie?" Tony asked. Ziva nodded in response.
"Alright sweetcheeks." Tony said smiling. She glared at him.
"What?" Tony asked innocently, "I was just trying to get into character."
"We do not need to get into character Tony. We just need to be us." Ziva said as they walked out of the breakroom.
"Whatever you say Mrs. DiNozzo." Tony grinned at her.
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