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When Tony finally went back into the office he found it deserted. He knew that the pile of work on his desk would have to be done soon, but he couldn't bring himself to start it. Grabbing his car keys, he left before anyone had noticed him. He drove like a mad man, or woman, like Ziva. He groaned, not matter what he did, he couldn't get her or his conversation with Gibbs out of his mind. He pressed his foot harder onto the gas, ignoring all traffic rules. That was, until a police car's sirens started to wail, bringing him to a stop.
"Shit," Tony cursed underneath his breath. 'Ziva and Gibbs never got caught for anything and they drove like that all the time,' thought Tony. A policeman tapped on his window, it reminded him of a giant spider tapping his way down the edge of the car-he really had to stop watching so many horror movies, but he was in a faze. Reluctantly, Tony rolled the window down.
"Good evening sir, do you know what the speed limit is here?" The policeman went straight to business.
"Sorry," muttered Tony, "you know this reminds me of a movie…" Tony visibly brightened, but the policeman cut him off before he could go on.
"I'm afraid that I'm going to have to fine you."
"Yes, yes," agreed Tony, who sighed and got out of the car to deal with the policeman.
One hour and $250 later, Tony was finally on his way home. But his mind was still in turmoil. He didn't want to go home, where he would be alone. He could always pick up some woman, but he just wasn't in the mood.
'Jeeze Tony DiNozzo, what are you coming to?' Tony wondered. 'The Tony DiNozzo who had a certain way with the ladies not in the mood for woman, something was definitely wrong.' So instead of a woman, he settled on his next best option. Special Agent Timothy McGee. Tony took out his mobile and hit speed dial three.
"Hey there Probie," Tony greeted McGee as soon as he picked up.
"What is it Tony?" McGee groaned. Tony frowned, 'McGee was suppose to be glad that he called him, not sounding like he had better things to be doing.'
"I was just wondering if you wanted to have some male bonding time?" Tony joked.
"Male bonding time?" The very thought of it seemed to scare McGee as he stretched out each syllable.
"Yes Probie, you know a little one on one time." Tony said, getting tired of having to spell it out for McGee.
"Look, I'm sorry Tony," McGee hesitated, "but I'm already busy tonight." Tony's mind reeled, 'Probie had plans but he didn't.'
"That's fine Probie, spending some one on one time with the dog?" Tony hid his hurt with practiced ease.
"Actually I have a date Tony," 'oh shit even worse,' Tony thought, Probie had a date and he didn't.
"Is she an elf lady?" Tony mocked him, suddenly someone grabbed the phone.
"Tony stop been mean to Timmy," a voice came over the phone that sounded a lot like Abby.
"Abby?" Tony questioned.
"Yes it's me Tony, now go home, we're busy," Tony gulped, unpleasant images springing to mind. "Right, then I will leave you two to it," Tony informed her and hung up the phone before she could reply. Tony was getting a feeling that it was time to get very drunk, that or… What was it that the Boss had said about him and Ziva? He had practically told him that they had permission to go out. He turned on the ignition, his mind made up. He would go to confront Ziva.
The door was locked when he arrived, but after their movie nights together, he had found out where she kept the spare key. He let himself in quietly. The TV was on; it was 'The Sound of Music,' Ziva's favourite. As he walked over, he saw that Ziva was with someone else on the couch watching the TV. Ziva was with someone, he felt as though he had been kicked in the gut. No wait, she was leaning on…Gibbs and he had his arm around her. 'Were those two at it?' He shuddered as more bad images sprang to mind. Tonight seemed like a bad night for him. 'No, that didn't make sense, why had Gibbs given him permission to date her if he was with her himself,' Tony wondered.
'Oh shit,' he thought, this is all just one big mess. He cleared his throat without thinking. They both turned to face him, Ziva leapt up and drew her gun on him. Gibbs simply glared at him. 'Oh no, it was true,' Tony thought, 'they really were together,' Tony could feel his stomach sinking. 'The one person on this Earth who he could show some form of commitment to, was dating his boss.'
"Tony," Ziva acknowledged him, cutting through the turmoil going on in his mind. "What the hell are you doing here?"