So, Agent Afloat…yay!

SPOILERS DO NOT READ BOLD IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN AGENT AFLOAT!

Tony's back! The look that Tony and Ziva gave each other the entire time…they're definitely hiding something, the writers just haven't told us what. And Ziva's look at the beginning of the episode…when she was looking at Tony's desk? Yes, it was almost as if he was 'blown-up' again.

Oh, oh, oh! And when McGee and Ziva were walking to the crime scene, Ziva said something like 'people that care about him are all here'. And she thought they were talking about Tony the whole time when they really weren't! Aww she lovesss him!

Wonder if Tony's ever going to find out about Ziva's little incident with the bomb in Morocco? I would like to see his reaction.

Hmm…and I loved loved LOVED how Gibbs said he was going to go and talk to Tony, and Ziva was walking faster then Gibbs to try and catch up with him, and then was upset that she wasn't allowed up there….and then how excited she got when anyone mentioned Tony's name…..and then when they finally saw each other, Tony was NOT smiling at Gibbs, he was so smiling at Ziva!

Oh, and what was up with Ziva not wanting to come back? Yes she did! She gave everyone hugs! (Except for Tony, which I was really disappointed in, but Gibbs was there, so I'll give her a break)

And Tony accused her of not wanting to leave because of someone! Oh, no, please not another 'Jeanne'! Please! Tiva ftw!

And how they walked down the passageways in the boat…I mean, I know that they're small, but Ziva is skinny enough to walk beside him, not on top of him! But I'm not complaining.

And then the pictures he had of her in the bikini! Three! Three pictures! Hahah yessss! Tony and Ziva sitting in a tree….hhaha I think I'm overanalyzing the episode, but the first episode had absolutely no Tiva in it. I was upset! And…yeah.

Gibbs totally suspects something. Really, he does. I can tell. But when Ziva mentioned Jenny, I had almost gotten over her, but then I was like…JENNY! NOOO!

And Vance is just…well…not nice! Haha. He's a jerk! DiNozzo or two new agents? I mean, hello what kind of idiot would chose the two new agents? DINOZZO FTW! Haha. I liked the episode, to be honest. Okay, I guess I'll stop my stupid little rant. If you want to hear more about what I thought about the episode or my favorite parts or whatever, just…contact me! PM!

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Now enjoy!

At twelve forty-five in the morning, Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo drowned another beer, slipping in another DVD and carelessly chucking the last one he watched, The Bachelor and the Bobbysoxer, onto the floor.

He wasn't drunk, he knew that much, he had only drunk two, but he knew why he was drinking. He wanted desperately to keep the thought of McGee and Ziva together in his sexual fantasy, but it kept coming back. He pulled another piece of pizza out of the box and lazily guided it into his mouth, pulling it back as he munched on the slice. A vibrate of his phone brought him out of his thoughts, and he groaned, reaching into his pocket and pulling it out.

Ziva.

It read, practically screaming out to him. The first thing he thought was that she was in trouble. That McGee had screwed up like Tony had said he would, and that she was scared, that she needed him. He quickly stood up and answered the phone, "Ziva! What's wrong, what's going on?" He answered, shrugging on his coat as he did so.

"Tony! I am coming over." He could tell that she was driving; he could hear the engine in the background.

"What, why?" Tony asked, "Are you all right?"

"No," She said, promptly, firmly, before hanging up.

"Ziva? Ziva, hello? Ziva!" He then realized that the line was dead, "Damn it." He cursed, and then threw his jacket onto the floor, realizing that beer wouldn't help this. What had happened? Had the unknown man tried to get her? Had McGee run away like a little girl? Had McGee tried to…seduce her? Tony shuddered at the thought, but was cut out by a screaming.

"Tony DiNozzo!" He heard an Israel accent yell from the other side of his door. He opened it up and it revealed a panting Ziva, her hair frizzy, but still slightly wet. Her cheeks were flushed with redness, and she was dressed in…her pajamas. Her feet were bare, but obviously really dirty, and an McGee's set of keys (he could tell by the MIT keychain on it) in her hand. She was wearing black sweats, one pant leg rolled up, and the other rolled down, and she had on his t-shirt, with…well nothing underneath. Tony couldn't believe that Ziva was making this so easy for him.

"Ziva, what the hell happened to you?"

"Tony," She breathed, flinging herself into his arms. He stumbled back. He wasn't aware that Ziva even knew how to give hugs, much less to him. This was definitely not the Ziva he knew. Something was definitely wrong, but, nevertheless, he wrapped his arms back around her, pulling her close to his body, the closet she's ever let him, while he closed the door behind him.

"Ziva," He pulled back, but instantly regretted it, "What. Happened?"

She composed herself, wiping away a strand of hair that fell into her eyes, "Nothing," She said, and then walked over and sat down onto the couch. She took a piece of pizza out of the box and took a bite of it, "What are we watching?" Tony shook his head and snatched the piece of pizza out of her hands as well as turn off the TV.

"No, Ziva, you will tell me what happened right now. What did McGee do?" He looked her straight in the eye, not wanting anything but the answer. All sexual fantasies of her were gone….sadly.

"McGee did not do anything, that is the problem."

"What are you talking about?" Tony asked, but then his brain went out of whack. He had come after her. McGee had left for just a moment, and at that moment, the man that had been after Ziva had gone after her. He had tried to kidnap her, "Oh, Ziva." He said, sitting down next to her, "He tried to come after you, didn't he?"

She took in a deep breath, "Yes, Tony, he did."

"But I thought you said you could handle this." He said, "I thought you said that you were trained to deal with people like this."

"Yes, I did, Tony, but I was not trained to go against Mossad." She whispered, turning her head the other way as she prepared for the fireworks.

"Excuse me? Mossad? Hold on, this dirt bag is Mossad? Ziva!"

"I know, Tony, I know, but just-" She started, as she quickly turned back to him, but she stopped, her lips just inches from his. Her heartbeat went insane, beating faster and faster as she could feel his breath against her face, the beer that he had drunk fresh on his breath along with a fresh mixture of pizza. He was intoxicating, and she muttered his name, "Tony…"

"Ziva.." His breath became ragged against her face, and he gave a half smile. Just lean in, DiNozzo. Just lean in… But, instead of trying to give himself a pep talk, she moved closer to him. His bottom lip brushed against hers just as his phone started vibrating. Ziva quickly looked down and away, a light pink color flooding to her cheeks.

McGee.

"What do you want, McGee?" Tony asked into the phone, okay, more like spat.

"She's gone Tony, I lost her. I'm sorry. I'm going to-"

"Cool it McWorrywart, she's right here."

McGee sighed, "Oh thank god. Figures she would go over to your place."

"What are you talking about?"

"She wouldn't shut up about you. Couldn't talk about anything without your name being thrown into the conversation. Annoying, really. Damn it!" McGee suddenly cursed.

"What is it?"

"The bastard that came in here stole my car keys."

"Uh…that 'bastard' would be Ziva." Tony smiled.

"Oh….Oh no. She drove my Porsche? How bad is it?" McGee panicked.

"I'm sure she drove it with great care," Tony smirked.

"Look, Tony, Gibbs is gonna kill me in the morning."

Tony smiled at the thought, "Ah, you're right. I'll make sure to bring a video camera. It will probably be one of the greatest days of my life, the worst of yours, and the angriest day in the life of the great Leroy Jethro Gibbs."

"You can not tell Gibbs." Ziva shook her head, speaking up, "McGee will get slathered."

"Uh, Ziva? I think that the term is 'slaughtered.'"

"Let me talk to him," She said, reaching her hand out for the phone.

"She wants to talk to you," Tony said into the phone, and McGee quickly told him to put her on, but he was cut off by Ziva snatching the phone out of his hand.

"McGee? Look, I am sorry, but that man…he came in and attacked me. I did what I could and then got out of there. I know that I should not have left you alone with him, but he was not after you. I am sorry, Tim. I will not tell Gibbs on you, and trust me…" She grinned and turned to Tony, a flirtatious smile on her face, "I will make sure that Tony will not say a word about it either. Goodbye, McGee." She shut the phone, and moved towards Tony, "So, what are we going to do tonight? I am not tired." She smiled.

Tony smiled back as he let his sexual fantasies come back to him.