His arm raised in victory (As Ducky attended to CI-Ray), Tony walked out of the gym with Ziva on his other arm, and his day could not have been better. Until he and Ziva got back to his apartment.
Tony was all for watching a movie, but Ziva wanted to show him how grateful she was. For the rest of the weekend, she thanked him a lot. And LOUDLY. The neighbors listened to Ziva thanking Tony all weekend.
During a slow run in their celebration, they got to talking.
"Tony, how did you know it was him that was-"
"Beating you? After I left your place on Sunday, I noticed CI-Ray was a little mad. The next morning, you look like you met a frying pan. It was like putting 2 and 2 together. And he pretty much admitted it when I paid him that visit Monday."
"And then Monday night."
"What happened?"
"I told him it was over and that he should move on. I said I loved someone else."
"Who?" Tony was playing dumb. He knew she was talking about him.
"You." Ziva smiled brighter than she had in months. Their friendship from the last six years had evolved into something more, like they both hoped that it would.
The fight was not just an ego boosting victory for Tony. It was a victory for Ziva too, mainly because she didn't have to put up with CI-Ray anymore. She was with Tony, and she considered that a win any day of the week.
