"Why did you push me away in the bathroom? It though it was a very enjoyable moment for the both of us," Tony asked while holding Ziva in his arms. He could feel her small, naked body pressed tightly against him. Oh God, how he had missed it.

"I am sorry about that," Ziva said and drew circles on his arm.

"What was it about?" Tony asked and rolled her on top of him. He looked into her eyes and removed a stress of hair from her face.

"It felt like a... confusing moment," Ziva tried to explain, but how could she explain something that she didn't know a reason to? She didn't know why she pushed him away. She didn't have a slightest idea or an explanation to give to him.

"How? You seemed to enjoy it too," Tony said and rubbed her back.

"I did, but it is just that," Ziva took a deep breath, "We were supposed to be apart and..."

Tony let out a silent chuckle, "Like we could do that."

Ziva flashed a quick smile with a hint of hesitation in it, "Tony... Are you sure that we are going to work this out?"

"No," he said quickly and smiled to her frowning, "But we are going to try."

Ziva smiled, "Yes," she said and captured his lips.

And they both knew, that whether this was going to work out or not, it was still all worth it.


okay, i think this is the last chapter of this fic. thank ya all for reading it. and sorry that this is oh so small, but as i said, this was all just a spread of emotions.
don't own ncis and hope you even tried to enjoy ~