I'm going to apologize in advance…sorta. It's a really, really long chapter, but the excessive, detailed, Tiva smuttiness will make it totally worth it! -) This will be the last chapter I post until Monday...I'll be back though, you have my word!

then there's the excruciating urge to blab your secret, although you know it's gonna spell your doom.

Tony handed Ziva his key ring, and she made quick work of his lock and dead bolt allowing them access to his apartment. "Are you hungry, Tony?"

"Actually, for once I'm not...my stomach's a little upset. I think it's from the pain medicine they gave me at the hospital."

Ziva rubbed his stomach sympathetically. "Why don't you lie down for a little bit and try to sleep through it. While you take a nap I can get your prescriptions filled and pick up some groceries."

"I'm not really up for cooking, Zi. I was just planning on take out and movies."

"Do not be silly, Tony. If it is alright with you, I thought I might pick up a few personal items and clothing from my apartment and stay here with you. It would be easier to help you with your wound, traveling to work, and making sure you are eating well. I can take the couch."

"Now you are being silly…the bed is big enough for two, you know?"

"Well let us get you settled and I will run my errands while you nap."

Ziva followed Tony to his bedroom and turned down his bed as his stripped out of his jeans so he was left in his boxers and t-shirt. "Do you need help taking off your t-shirt, Tony."

"As much as we would both enjoy that, I think I'll keep it on while I nap," he replied in a sultry voice, throwing a wink and smile her direction as he climbed into the bed, burying himself in a mound of sheets and covers on his stomach.

"I will lock you in and see you soon. Please, call if you need anything while I am gone."

XXX

Tony was awoken by the most glorious smell. Instinctively he rolled onto his back to get out of bed, but let out a muffled screech as he landed on his stitches. "Oh no, no, no! Back in bed, Tony!" he heard Ziva yell from somewhere in his apartment.

"But I smell food," he whined like a small child.

"Yes, you do. Can you prop yourself up? I will be there in a moment with your dinner."

"Yeah…"

Ziva heard him scuffle to the bathroom, and then back to the bedroom. She wasn't far behind with a tray which held two bowls of beef stew, fresh rolls with butter, a ginger ale, and two waters. Tony looked down at the tray and groaned approvingly, "Zi, what did you do? This looks and smells delicious!"

"I hope you enjoy it, Tony. The ginger ale is for you. I was not sure if your stomach was still upset, and thought it might help."

Tony carefully leaned forward and placed a kiss on Ziva's lips. "Mmm, you taste like stew, Zi."

Ziva let out a giggle and took her bowl off of the tray, while settling in next to him on the bed. They flipped on the television and began to watch An Officer and A Gentleman in comfortable silence. After their dinner was finished, Ziva gathered the dirty dishes and started to leave the bedroom. "I'll be back in just a moment, Tony. I want to clean up the kitchen, and then I will be right back with your medicine and will change the dressing on your wound."

Tony sarcastically shouted behind her as she walked down the hall, "Be sure to do a fork count! We wouldn't want to have a repeat of this morning!"

He and Ziva burst out laughing.

Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed, and after about twenty minutes Tony yelled, "Hey Zi, ya comin' back?"

"Be right there!"

Just a few minutes later, Tony heard a gentle rap on his door. "Ziva? You can just come in. I think modesty was out the window after last night…"

As Tony said this, a red stiletto and tan, toned leg peeked through the door. As Ziva emerged from the hallway, Tony's jaw hit the floor, and he began to rub his eyes. He had to be hallucinating from the meds. He opened his eyes again, and finally saw her from head to toe. Her hair was parted heavily to one side in voluminous, soft curls. As his eyes moved to her face, he was mesmerized by her darkly charcoaled eyes and long lashes that were giving him an innocent look full of very adult intentions. Her pouting lips were painted rouge, and he wanted nothing more in that moment than to capture them with his own. Her shoulders were delicate and only interrupted by thin spaghetti straps. The white dress fit her like a second skin, leaving nothing to his imagination. Her hardened nipples poked through the thin fabric. The bottom of the dress stopped just short of being completely obscene. Tony managed to choke out, "Nurse David, please let your supervisor know how pleased I am with the strict uniform policy."

"I am going to need you to take off your shirt and roll onto your stomach Agent DiNozzo. I believe you are due for a bandage change."

"Uh, that might be a little difficult, Nurse David."

"Oh, I would say I am sorry to hear that, but I am not," Ziva whispered in a sultry and deep voice. "How about I help you remove your shirt and then you can roll onto your unimpaired side. Would that be better?"

"Mmhmm…"

Ziva positioned herself on the bed behind Tony, and carefully removed his shirt. She ran her hand softly down the sides of his neck, eliciting another moan from him before he settled onto his side. Ziva could not help but notice the growing bulge in his boxers. She made quick work of changing his bandage, and cleaned up her work area. "I will return in just a moment, Agent Dinozzo."

Tony groaned impatiently. Ziva returned a few moments later, handing him two pills and a glass of water. "You will need to take these."

Tony propped himself up against pillows and the headboard, placed the pills on his tongue, took a swig of water, and tossed his head back as Ziva swayed out of the bedroom again. This time she returned and placed a basin on his nightstand. "I believe your doctor has ordered you a sponge bath. We cannot have those stitches getting wet, now can we?"

Tony grunted through clenched teeth, "My god…"

Ziva climbed onto the bed and straddled his knees, while leaning forward and placing her palms on Tony's chest. Tony couldn't help but stare down the front of her dress, wanting to assault her chest with his mouth. Ziva carefully leaned into his face and passionately kissed him. Her tongue did not have to beg very long before he granted her access to his mouth. He brought his hands up to her sides, and began to stroke her torso and the sides of her breasts. "Ah ah ah…there will be none of that, Agent DiNozzo. Your doctor has been very clear that you must rest your shoulder and arm. I will be the only one doing any touching during your sponge bath."

Tony's head fell back as he groaned in frustration and pleasure. Ziva pulled her lips from his, which were now lightly stained the same rouge as her own, and slid her hands down his chest at a painfully slow pace. Her mouth and tongue ran down the center of his chest, and as she reached the waistband of his boxers, she looked up at him through her thick eyelashes and gave him a devilish grin. She sat upright and hooked her index fingers in the waistband and tugged them down, freeing his already hard shaft. As she finally got his boxers completely off, she threw the offending item across the room, and seductively crawled back up his body. Tony thought she was coming in to kiss him again, but ran her face past him as she reached to the nightstand for the hot, sudsy wash cloth, leaving her chest in his face. Tony could no longer control himself, as he nipped at her breast through the fabric. She groaned, "Uhnnnn!" and arched into his mouth. Just as quickly as she arched into him, she pulled away, giving him a disapproving look. "What did I tell you, Agent DiNozzo?"

"Well, don't leave 'em in my face," he said as he smirked at her.

The now cool, damp fabric clung to her even more, which he didn't think was even possible, and the fabric grew transparent, adding to Tony's visual pleasure. Ziva returned her attention to the basin and rang some of the moisture out of a wash cloth. She draped it over her finger tips and began to wipe he forehead, down the bridge of his nose, his cheeks, and finally his chin. She rinsed out the cloth in the hot water basin, wrung it out, and placed it over Tony's face after opening it completely. "How does that feel?"

"Mmm…so good."

"Now, just put your head back and relax as best as you can."

Tony obliged, as Ziva reached back into the basin and partially wrung out a large sea sponge. She brought the sponge to his neck and began to stroke it downward along his muscular frame. As she finished his neck and shoulders, she placed a soft kiss just below and behind his ear. His hips involuntarily bucked up gently, searching for her body. "Patience," she whispered seductively.

As her breath hit his ear, he grew harder. She rinsed out the sponge and began to run it down the length of his arms, lingering and using a painfully light touch on his more sensitive patches of skin inside his elbows. Again, he heard her rinsing out the sponge, this time coming in contact with his chest and torso. As she ran the sponge along his sides, his breath hitched, causing a large smile to appear on her face. She rubbed smooth circles across his abdomen and top of his pelvis, causing him to moan loudly.

"Are you feeling better, Agent DiNozzo?"

"Almost…"

Ziva rinsed the sponge, leaving it more wet than before, letting some of the droplets land on his groin. He was anxiously waiting for her touch. He couldn't help but be disappointed and slightly aggravated as he felt the sponge begin to rub his knees and calves. "She is going to literally kill me with anticipation," he thought. He felt her touch disappear and the sound of water again. He hissed as the sponge made contact with the top of his thigh. Ziva was now smiling like a Cheshire cat. His hips rocked and squirmed instinctively. As she finished, he heard the basin slosh again, and anticipated what was about to happen. Ziva had worked him into a frenzy and he was ready to burst. Ziva quietly took several sips of scalding hot tea and took her time as she moved over him while propping herself up on all fours. "Where the hell did she go," Tony thought to himself.

Suddenly he felt warm air moving over his shaft. "Zi?" he called out.

With that she engulfed his tip with her hot mouth, which rocked him off of the mattress forcing him deeper into her mouth. "Oh fuuuuck!" he screamed.

He clawed at the washcloth that was on his face. This was a show he was NOT going to miss! Ziva pulled him out of her mouth with a 'pop' and began to lick the underside of him from base to tip before swirling the tip with her tongue. Tony reached down and brushed her hair back over to one side, looking into her mischievous eyes. He couldn't help but stare at her ass as it rocked and bobbed while she worked him over with her tongue. He loved her in this dress, but that was going to have to leave her body soon. After a few more minutes, he knew he was close. "Zi…oh god…I'm gonna…"

She met his eyes, and the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile as she resumed bobbing her head up and down his shaft. That was all Tony needed, as he exploded, grunted, and screamed, "Uhhhhhhnn…christ Ziiivaaah!"

She sat up and sat back on his calves and wiped the corner of her mouth seductively with her index finger and took another sip of her tea. "Come 'ere baby…"

Ziva crawled back up his body. She instinctively tilted her head so her hair cascaded to one side. Tony moved his lips to her neck and began to suck and tickle her pulse point with his tongue. Ziva began to rock her pelvis against his torso. Tony pulled away from her neck and chuckled, "Well, well, well…look who's a little impatient now…"

Ziva moved in to kiss him again, but was distracted as he began to rub circles through her panties. "Harah…mmmm…"

Using his uninjured side, Tony pulled her panties aside with his middle finger, shallowly dipping his index finger in her folds as he began to drag it back and forth. Her weight shifted to her knees as she rolled her head back and began to fondle her own chest through the thin white material. Tony found himself momentarily stunned, but was brought back to reality as Ziva's eyes shot open and she asked, "Why did you stop?"

"If you could have only seen yourself just then…"

A smirk played on Tony's lips, which was followed by the sound of ripping fabric. Tony tossed the now destroyed panties across the room. "Heh…my hand was cramping from keeping them out of my way…"

Ziva rolled her eyes as he began to run his open hand down her damp core, putting pressure on her with his palm. Tony soon returned his attention to her folds and put pressure on her bundle of nerves as she rocked against his hand. "Ken, Tony…ken…"

She placed her hands on the headboard on either side of his face. Her hair fell around them and she kissed him deeply as she unraveled. She lifted her head back up as her pleasure began to peak, allowing Tony to stare directly at her chest again. This time he knew he wouldn't be scolded as he clenched the fabric between his teeth and pulled it down forcefully, allowing her breasts to fall forward. He eagerly lapped them with his tongue, occasionally grazing her nipples with his teeth. Distracted by his mouth, she didn't notice the brief absence of his hands as he moved them to her hips, and positioned himself as his throbbing shaft pushed through her core. "Uhhhn…Toooony…"

He steadied her hips with one hand as she rode him, and he returned his free hand to her folds, putting pressure on her bundle of nerves as his finger moved in circles. Several minutes later they rode out their orgasms, with Ziva's walls clenching around him. She stripped herself of the final scrap of clothing and laid on her back next to Tony. As he settled onto his stomach, he threw his arm over her stomach, smiled, and kissed her sweetly on the lips. "I am falling for him," was Ziva's last thought as she started to drift in and out of sleep.

"I think I love her," were Tony's last thoughts as they fell into a deep sleep.

XXX

"Nice of you two to join us," Gibbs stated sarcastically while eyeballing the clock and then the duo as they entered the bullpen.

"It will not happen again, Gibbs," Ziva replied. "We had some logistical issues this morning, but they are sorted out now."

"Glad to hear it. Now get to work. McGee, you're with me."

Gibbs and McGee were fairly certain they had found a lead in a six year old cold case, and were awaiting DNA results. McGee followed Gibbs into the elevator as the doors opened. They made their way first to the lunch room for a CafPow, and then down to Abby's Lab. "Whadya got, Abs?"

Abby reached for the CafPow with both arms outstretched like a small child reaching for a bottle, but Gibbs was faster as he pulled it out of her reach. "You first, Abs."

She sighed heavily. "Unfortunately Seaman Lee's blood was not a match. Well, I mean it's unfortunate for us…probably fortunate for him considering that murder is a felony pretty much everywhere."

Gibbs set the CafPow down and walked out of the lab to hopefully track down more leads. The straw met Abby's lips before Gibbs had even made it out of the lab and she sighed contently. McGee waited patiently for the straw to finally break away from her mouth. "Abby, can I ask you something?"

"Awe McGee, you're cute and all, but I don't think going down this road again is a good idea…"

"Yeah, thanks Abby, but that was not what I was going to ask you.."

"Oh, sorry. Just forget what I said then. How can I help ya?"

"Is Tony seeing someone?"

"Mmmmm…not that I know of. Why?"

"Well, yesterday when I picked him up from Bethesda, the nurse said he was brought in by a woman."

"Well maybe it was a neighbor or good Samaritan…"

"Nope, I don't think so. Tracy, his nurse, thought the same thing, until she saw them kiss in a not so neighborly way right before the woman left. He also didn't harass the nurse for a sponge bath."

Abby practically spit her CafPow onto McGee. "Okay, something hinky is DEFINTELY going on here!"

McGee nodded in agreement, and turned to leave Abby's lab when he was stopped by Abby's question. "Hey, what if we got the security footage from Bethesda's E.R.? We can find out who Tony's super secret mystery woman is!"

"Genius! Someone just earned herself another CafPow!"

Abby squealed and threw her fists into the air and began to spin on her stool while McGee used her phone to call the security office at Bethesda and have the footage emailed to him. "Okay Abs, I will be back down once I receive it, but until then I really have to get back upstairs. Gibbs is going to start getting scary if I am disappearing."

"See ya, Timmy!"

XXX

McGee entered the bullpen to find Tony and Ziva flipping through case files and Gibbs gone. "Hey where's Gibbs."

"Coffee run," Tony answered, not breaking eye contact with the papers in front of him.

"Ahh."

The bullpen fell quiet for a ten minutes before Ziva broke the silence. "I need to stretch, and my eyes need a break. I am going to go see Abby for a few minutes."

"Mmm'kay…" Tony said as he watched his partner walk towards the stairwell.

"You are pleasant and significantly less annoying than usual today, Tony. What gives?"

"Pain meds," DiNozzo answered gruffly. "Do you have plans for lunch McGee?"

"Not yet…"

"Think you might be up for lunch outside of head quarters. I gotta pick something up from the store. I'll treat for food."

"I should be very suspicious right now, Tony…but I'll take you up on that offer. If you superglue my ass to my car seat, there will be hell to pay."

"No superglue is involved, McGlue."

"Haha Tony…very funny."

XXX

Abby heard the footfall from the hallway and shouted, "Is it here McGee?! I can't wait to…Oh Ziva, hi!"

"Why can you not wait for McGee?" Ziva asked eying Abby suspiciously.

"CafPow. He owes me one for some results I ran for him and Gibbs earlier."

"I see," Ziva stated simply.

"So what brings you down to Labby, Ziva?"

"I needed to stretch, and thought I would come and visit you for a moment."

"Awe, yay! So how is taking care of Tony going?"

"Fine. Fortunately he does not act like as much of a petulant child as he did several years ago."

Abby burst out laughing, and Ziva chuckled at her own joke. "Well I'm sure you're taking good care of him," Abby said to her friend.

"Can I ask you a question, Abby?"

"Of course you can! I'm your friend…it's what I do!"

Ziva hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "Have you ever loved someone, even though you know you should not?"

Abby flung her arms around Ziva, causing Ziva to stiffen and contort her face. "Ziiiiiva! I'm such a bad friend! You had a horrible break up with C.I. Jerk...I mean Ray, and I didn't even check on you or ask you if you were okay!"

Ziva suddenly felt relieved, realizing her secret was still safe. She played into Abby's assumption and replied, "I just hope I get over him quickly…"

Abby pulled back, looked at Ziva and told her, "You will!" Abby pulled her into another embrace. After Abby finally let her loose, Ziva said to her, "I should go back upstairs before Gibbs returns. Thank you, Abby. And should I see McGee, I will let him know you are still waiting for your CafPow."

"Thanks Ziva, and if you want to talk, you know where I am!"

XXX

Gibbs and Ziva both opted for takeout and working through their lunch break as Tony and McGee drove out of headquarters. "So, where are we headed, Tony?"

"There is a deli with great pastrami and homemade rye a few blocks south, and a few blocks east of that is a florist."

"A florist?"

"Yes a florist."

"Would this have anything to do with the mystery woman who brought you to the E.R. yesterday morning, or are you seriously considering a career change?"

Tony began to choke on the air and cough violently. McGee laughed, but grew concerned as Tony turned from tan, to red, to purple. "Tony? Breathe Tony, breathe!"

Tony finally regained control of his lungs. "So there is a mystery woman!" McGee sarcastically remarked to Tony while smirking.

"How about you pay attention to the road, McColburn…"

"Really, Tony? Keep it up with the nicknames and there will be no pastrami. I have no qualms about making you ride around in the backseat while I call you Miss Daisy."

"Woahoho, Tiny Tim got movie knowledge!"

McGee laughed. Tony's look became serious for a moment as he turned to McGee and asked, "How did you know a woman brought me to Bethesda?"

"Tracy offered up the info when I asked about your car."

"Tracy?"

"Your nurse, your very perky and cute nurse."

Tony went silent until they reached the deli.

XXX

The two men pulled back into the parking garage. "Thanks, McGee."

"Anytime, Tony. Besides, that pastrami was worth the ride!"

McGee and Tony settled back into their chairs and resumed their work. McGee's eyes went wide when he checked his email and saw that the security footage from Bethesda was sitting in his email. As if fate had intervened, Ziva looked up and reminded McGee that Abby was highly anticipating a CafPow that he owed her."

"Ahh, crud! I totally forgot! Boss?"

"Go McGee…one less I have to fund."

"Thanks boss."

McGee practically ran out of the bullpen and took the stairs two at a time up to the lunch room, and ran back down the stairs with Abby's drink in hand. "Abs? Abby? Where are you?"

He finally saw her sitting at the computer in the back half of the lab. "Perfect," he murmured as he ran back. "It's here Abs!"

"Yay, my CafPow! It's only my fifth for today!"

"No, Abby, well yes, that too, but the security footage is here!"

Abby rolled her chair out of the way as McGee accessed his email and began to run the footage. "Okay so, Tony called Gibbs before he came in for the day, so it had to be before 7 a.m., right?" McGee asked.

"Yes."

"Alrighty, so let's start at 7 a.m. and work our way backwards?"

"Do it, Tim!"

McGee cracked his knuckles and got to work with the mouse and keyboard. They watched Abby's screen intently as the clock and footage flew backward. At 6:43 they finally saw Tony kissing a woman and being taken back to triage. Abby chimed in, "Take it to 6:40 and hit play, Timmy!"

They watched intently as a petite woman with dark hair helped Tony to the registration desk. Unfortunately her back was too them and the footage was grainy. They saw the two forms embrace and partake in a passionate kiss. Tony moved into the triage room with a nurse and the unidentified woman started to walk towards the sliding doors to exit the building. "Darn it! Show your face!" Abby screamed at the computer.

As if willed by her command, the woman turned to wave back to Tony, finally revealing her face to the camera. "Abby, close in on her face. Maybe we can clean up the resolution and get a good look at her."

McGee's hand slapped over his mouth and Abby's CafPow hit the floor, spilling ice and red liquid everywhere. They turned to each other and simultaneously screamed, "Ziva!"