Chapter Six: Another Morning After
That night Tony was sitting up in bed watching as Ziva slept, her hair draping over half of her face. He smiled at this. She looked so cute and he had to admit this. Just then there was a knock on the door. He had a strong feeling it was the door man or the super telling him of all the complaints. Sure enough Logan stood on the other side of the door.
"Sorry Logan." He immediately said.
"Yeah, you're girlfriend's a real loud one, Tony." Logan quipped as he elbowed the NCIS agent.
"Oh, she's not my girlfriend." He said, running a hand through his hair. "We're just friends."
"Really good friends." Ziva added, coming into the living room.
"Sorry I woke you." Tony apologized.
"It's fine." She said, pushing herself up onto her toes.
She kissed Tony's lips quickly and pulled away before Tony could kiss her back.
"Oh!" Logan exclaimed. "That explains that."
He blinked a few times and with a slightly freaked out look on his face he left, closing the door for them. Going downstairs, he decided to just stay out of their business. Tony turned around to Ziva and cupped her face in his hands.
"Do you want to go back to bed?" He asked.
"It depends…do we have to sleep?" She asked slyly.
"Hell no!" He exclaimed before leaning down to kiss her lips tenderly.
Tony then bent down slightly and gathered the Israeli in his arms before carrying her back to the bedroom. That next morning Ziva awoke to the smell of eggs. She knitted her eyebrows together while her eyes were still closed. She didn't think that Tony would want to make her breakfast but then again Tony was always full of surprises. She sat up from the bed, propping herself on her hands behind her. She looked towards the doorway right in front of her and pulled back the covers. She got out of bed and grabbed one of Tony's t-shirts from the closet. She found it rather cliché that she would wear one of his shirts but she didn't care. She put it on and it swallowed her frame. Ziva walked out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen down the hall. Sure enough, Tony had breakfast set out on the counter in his kitchen. It was eggs and toast with a side of strawberries. She licked her lips at the sight of it.
"Good morning, sexy." Tony said.
"Good morning, Tony." She said, eying the plates. "This looks good."
"It's just eggs and toast, Zivs." He said, wrapping his arms around her from behind.
"I know. Okay, Tony. Let go." She said, wanting to move out of his grasp.
He let go of the Israeli woman, a feeling of sadness overcoming him. He watched her closely as she picked up the fork beside her plate and stabbed the eggs. She took a bite and turned towards the fridge. She opened it and grabbed the glass container filled with orange juice and poured herself a glass. She proceeded to pour Tony some and then moved her plate and juice to the island. Tony just stood there and watched her as she went to the cabinets where Tony kept cups. She grabbed two coffee mugs and poured the freshly made coffee into the mugs.
"What?" She asked, noticing Tony was gocking at her.
"Nothing." He lied.
"No, that look was definitely something." She said, wagging her finger at him.
"I was just watching my sexy ninja work, that's all." He said, shaking his head nonchalantly.
"Whatever. I need to hurry up and get home." She informed the Italian as she quickly ate.
She polished off her coffee and went off to the living room. She gathered her clothes and quickly pulled on her jeans, not bothering with his t-shirt which still clung to her body.
"Thanks for the breakfast." She called out as she left.
Tony could only sit there and listen as the door shut. He wished just once that she wouldn't be in such a hurry to leave. He wished she would let him drive her to work or home, whatever she needed. Then again, these were just booty calls. It would be insulting to think that this could be anything more than that. Meanwhile Ziva, draped her vest over her arm, her car keys firmly in hand and Logan watched from his station as she left the building for the second night in a row. He watched as Sisal Matthews came out from the back section behind the desk.
"I wouldn't be surprised if she ends up pregnant." Logan muttered to himself.
"Who?" Sisal asked.
"Oh, Tony's new playmate." Logan answered, not bothering to look at the man.
"DiNozzo?"
"Yep."
"Oh shit!" He exclaimed, stretching out the word. "Do you really think that'll happen?"
"I have no idea." He admitted with a shrug.
"All I know is that whoever she is, she had better be careful." He said, raising his eyebrows somewhat.
Meanwhile Ziva hopped into her car and gripped onto the steering wheel. She then rested her head on her hands for a second before sticking the key into the ignition. She heaved a sigh and started driving herself home for the second morning in a row.