Tony and Ziva sat snuggled together on one couch and Abby and Tim sat on another, but they sat as far away as possible and very tensely.
Tony smiled when he looked over at them. He leaned down and whispered in Ziva's ear, "How awkward is that?" He smiled. "Do you know what happened?"
Ziva looked up at him. "No, I thought they were perfectly fine until they sat like that."
"They look so uncomfortable." Tony said.
When Ziva looked over at them, they did look uncomfortable. Abby sat on one end of the couch and She had her legs pulled up under herself. Her arms were folded across her chest and she was hardly paying attention to the movie. Tim was on the other side, his feet rested on the floor. His left arm was on the arm rest and the other sat in his lap.
Ziva reached over and paused the movie. Both Abby and Tim looked over.
"Abs, do you wanna help me refill the popcorn bowls?" Ziva asked.
"I'd love to." Abby said with a frustrating sigh. The girls grabbed the bowls and headed upstairs to Tony's kitchen. Ziva quickly threw another bag in the microwave then turned to Abby.
"You okay?" She asked.
"Fine." Abby said, playing with her nails.
"You are not fine." Ziva said. "What is up with you and Tim?"
"He...I...UGHHHH." Abby sighed. "When you were in Israel, we hung out, and then he kissed me and we haven't talked since and i have no idea what it meant and what we are going to do, like just, Ughhhh."
"You kissed." Ziva smiled.
"Ya." Abby said. "But I do not know what to do!"
Ziva smiled brighter. "You do know that McGee will never make the first move. He did already kiss you, and now that you aren't responding, he feels like you want it to be just friends."
"So what am I supposed to do? Go up to him right now and kiss him?" Abby said.
"Yes."
"yes?"
"YES." Ziva said. "Go send Tony upstairs, and then when Tony leaves, just ...kiss him."
Abby looked at Ziva then went downstairs. Ziva smiled.
Abby walked down the basement stairs and towards Tony, "Hey, Ziva needs help real quick." She told Tony. He nodded, got up and walked upstairs.
Abby waited till Tony got halfway up the steps before walking over to Tim. She leaned down and pulled his hand till he was standing up. Once he was up, Abby wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. Her lips her right up against his, but they were not kissing.
"Promise me." Abby said. "That we will never ignore each other again."
Tim smiled and instead of answering, he pressed his lips against Abby's.
UPSTAIRS:
Ziva stood with her back to the basement door. She had the two bowls for popcorn lined up and the one bag on popcorn was finished so she started to refill the bowls.
Tony snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her quickly. Ziva jumped and let out a little squeal as Tony squeezed her, and pulled her so she was against him.
"TONY!" She squealed then leaned back against him, trying to relax. "Really," She chuckled.
Tony kissed the back of her head. "I had too. There was no way I couldn't"
Ziva smiled and turned around to look at him. She leaned her head against his chest and smiled.
"Tired?" Tony asked.
Ziva nodded her head.
"Why don't you go take a nap. My mom isn't getting back until 4 and then she will have dinner ready for 6 so you have a few hours." Tony smiled.
"But what about Tim and Abby, you'll be like the third wheel." Ziva said.
"Third wheel?"
"Abby just went down there to fix things. It turns out that while we were away, they kissed and then today is the first day since then that they have saw each other. So, I told Abby to fix it. And I would guess that right now, they are kissing."
"Really." Tony smiled. "Thats...cool I guess."
Ziva hit tony on the chest. "Hey, be nice. Abby was supportive of us, remember, she threatened you with Voodoo."
"How could I forget." Tony smiled.
Just then Abby came up the basement steps. "How long does it take to refill popcorn bowls?" She asked, smiling.
Ziva laughed and looked up. "Abby, um..." Ziva smiled. "We will be right down."
Abby nodded and turned around.
"O, Abs," Tony smirked.
"Huh?"
Tony laughed, "Your lipstick is kinda smudged." He was referring to the bright red lines that went past her lips and over to above them. The ones you only get from kissing.
Abby quickly brought her hand to her lips and covered her mouth. She ran over to the bathroom and shut the door.
"Tony, did you really have to say that..." Ziva laughed.
"yes." He smiled. Ziva laughed again. She leaned up and kissed him on the lips. Tony rested his arms on her shoulders and put his hands in her hair.
"Hey, could you two stop swapping spit for a minute and come downstairs so we can finish the movie?" Abby asked smirking as she came out of the bathroom.
Ziva laughed. "We will be right down."
"You said that last time," Abby smiled. "And now you are playing tonsil hockey," Abby grabbed Ziva's arm and pulled her away from Tony. "Come on," She said. "And Tony, you can get the popcorn." Abby smiled getting back at him for the lipstick comment.
Tony sighed and went to grab the bowls of popcorn from the counter. He looked at the empty bag that was left there and threw it out. He went downstairs to see Abby and Ziva standing in the middle of the room and the table had been moved to the side.
"I decided that we are going to play charades." Abby smiled. Tony looked at Ziva who shrugged her shoulders. "Alright to here is how we play. Tony and Ziva, you are a team and Tim and I will be a team. Now, we will do movies and the opposite team gets to pick the movie that the other has to act out."
"Kay," Ziva said. "How about, You guys go first, we will pick the movie while you guys decide who is going first."
Abby nodded. She and Tim fought over who was going first while Ziva and Tony picked a movie. Tony was sitting on the couch and Ziva sat on the floor in front of him.
"I think they should do The Wedding Singer." Ziva suggested.
"No!" Tony said, "How about The Hitman Diaries?"
"Sure," Ziva said. "It sounds hard to act out." Ziva turned around and leaned her back against Tony's legs.
"Alright, I am acting first." Abby smiled. Ziva nodded and got up, she lead Abby over to the other side of the room to tell her the movie.
"Your movie is...The Hitman Diaries."
"The what?" Abby said, "I have never even heard of that movie."
"Tony said it." Ziva smiled.
"I hate him." Abby grunted.
Abby and Ziva walked out to the middle of the room. Ziva sat down next to Tony, taking his hand in hers. Abby looked at Tim then began.
First Abby signed the Three Words symbol.
DINNER TIME:
"Tony, Dinner." Tony's mom said from the top of the stairs.
Tony and Ziva smiled. "YES!" Tony smirked pulling Ziva up. Ziva laughed and followed Tony upstairs.
"Where are Abby and McGee?" Tony's mom asked.
"They left early. Abby's dad was freaking out because it is a school night and she hasn't started her homework." Tony said.
"Ah, homework. Remember the days you did that. Tony?" His mom smirked.
"Hey!" Tony objected.
"Ya Tony, remember those days?" Ziva smiled sitting at their kitchen table.
"Woo. Lets stop this gang up on Tony thing." Tony said sitting across from Ziva.
"Shut up." Tony's mom smiled handing Tony a plate of food. "Eat."
"NEHHH." Tony said taunting his mom.
Tony's mom walked over and hit him on the head with the towel over her shoulder. "Don't mock me boy." She said.
Ziva laughed. "When will you ever learn?"
"Never." Tony smiled looking down at his plate. Today was Chicken Parmesan. Ziva's favorite, of course. His mom had always had a soft spot for Ziva and whenever she was over, she would cook Ziva's favorite meals. But Tony's favorite meals, they were whatever she made for dinner. One time he had asked his mom to make something and she freaked out saying that she had done enough for him and that he would eat whatever she cooked. Then he told her that Ziva was coming and she automatically smiled and said yes to making whatever it was to begin with.
"YES!" Ziva smiled looking down at her chicken.
"Why do you make her favorite meals and not mine?" Tony asked. Stupid Question.
"I like her more than you." Tony's mom smiled sitting down at the head of the table.
Ziva smiled brightly, not saying anything.
"It is cruel and unusual punishment." Tony said. "Not liking your son more than his girlfriend."
"You have not seen cruel punishment, and you will if you do not shut your mouth and eat." Tony's mom smiled winking at Ziva.
"Shutting up now." Tony said digging into his food.
"So how was your day, Mrs. DiNozzo?" Ziva asked Tony's mom.
"Suck up." Tony said before shoving the chicken down his throat.
Tony's mom gave Tony a glare then looked back at Ziva and smiled. "It was good. I had work then came home and cooked dinner. You?"
"Well, I have been stuck with Tony all day. How do you think it was?" Ziva laughed.
"HEY!"
"Shut up Tony," Ziva and Tony's mom said in unison. They looked at him then went back to talking. Tony sat in silence listening to the woman's conversations. Being the only boy in the house, he learned to respect woman and to not interrupt. He loved when Ziva came over. His mom and her always got along and even ganged up on him, which he didn't mind. Since Ziva didn't have a mother, he knew his mom had taken it upon herself to make sure Ziva always knew that she was their for Ziva. He is pretty sure it is him mom who gave Ziva the sex talk, which kinda freaked him out since she was his girlfriend. Not that they had done it yet but it was just weird. He was glad that Ziva had a woman to talk to though, other than Abby because even though Abby was a great friend, some things shouldn't be discussed.
"You okay Tony?" Ziva asked.
Tony came back to reality. "Ya, fine."
"You zoned out."
"I know that, Zee-Vah. I am fine. Just thinking." Tony said.
"THINKING!" Tony's mom yelled. "It is a miracle. My baby has learned how to think."
Ziva laughed.
"Mom I am 17. I know how to think." Tony said
"17!" She smiled. "I would have thought you were 7."
"Mom." Tony sighed.
"Ziva how old are you?" Tony's mom asked.
"18." She smiled.
"Ziva is older than you?" Tony's mom asked him.
"Well, since she is 18 and I am 17 than yes. She is older than me." Tony said.
"There is nothing wrong with her being older than you...I just didn't know." His mom said.
"Tony is just mad because I have a regular driver's license and he still has his juniors for another month until his eighteenth birthday." Ziva said.
"What is the difference between a junior license and a regular license?" His mom asked.
"I can drive past 11. And a few minor things that would only matter if I got in trouble." Ziva said.
"Ziva's curfew is 11:30 anyway. I do not see the reason to fuss over this. She would have to be in anyway. Plus you already drive past 11 because I know that you get home around 11:45 on the weekends if you do not stay out."
"It is the principle." Tony said.
Tony's mom shakes her head.
11:12
"I had a wonderful night." Ziva smiled standing outside Tony's door.
"I am glad." Tony smiled.
They looked into each others eyes. Ziva smiled and grabbed Tony's hand.
"Are you really mad about me being older?" Ziva asked.
"I guess not." Tony said.
Ziva sighed. "It is not like you can pretend you born a different date."
"At least when your 30, I'll still be 29." Tony smiled.
"We are going to be together for that long?" Ziva asked.
Tony smiled and wrapped his arms around her. He leaned his forehead against hers. He ran his hand over her hair and rested it on the back of her neck.
"We are going to be together forever." Tony smiled tilting her head up and bringing his lips to her. Ziva smiled into the kiss and brought her arms around his waist. When they separated Ziva looked at her phone. 11:20. She really had to start driving if she was going to make curfew.
"I have to go." She smiled.
"Be careful. Call me when you get home." Tony said bringing her in for another kiss.
"I will." She said,. "Goodnight."
"G'night, love." He smiled playing with a piece of her hair.
Ziva smiled and gave him a hug before bouncing down the steps and to Ari's car that was parking in his driveway.
"You know," Tony called after her, "If you got a car of you own, you wouldn't have to be home until 12."
"I need money for a car." Ziva yelled back.
"Get a job."
"I can't. My boyfriend would get to lonely without me." Ziva smiled.
Tony laughed, "Goodnight."
"Night."
"CALL ME!" He yelled after the car as it pulled out of the driveway.
Ziva waved her hand to let him know she heard him then pulled away.
Tony smiled and watched the car until it turned off his street. After that, he went inside.
"Tony, I called Ari, like you asked."His mom said.
"Cool, what did he say?" Tony asked.
"Well I explained what tomorrow was and he said it was fine. He will call Ziva out sick in the morning before he goes to class." She smiled.
"Thanks mom." Tony smiled walking up the steps.
"Hey, Tony." His mom said. Tony turned around and looked at his mom.
"Ya."
"I really like Ziva. Try not to mess this up." She said.
"Are you saying that I am going to screw up tomorrow?" Tony asked.
"No, I am saying do not give her up without a fight." She smiled.
"I wouldn't give her up to begin with." Tony smiled before turning around and going back upstairs.
Tony's mom smiled. She walked back into the kitchen and took a sip of her wine. "They are gonna be alright." She thought.
