Tony was extremely thankful that Tuesday was such an easy day. They had started the day being called in at 0430h to look for a Lieutenant Commander's missing four year old daughter. Thankfully, by 0930h she had been found, safe and sound at a playmates house, after a message mix up with her mom and nanny. The remainder of the day had been spent completing paper work, and going over cold cases, which gave Tony the opportunity to do a little personal research.

He discovered it was faster to obtain a marriage license in Maryland than D.C., with a two day waiting period. He noted, that a blood test was no longer required, that the license cost $55, and that it was valid for six months. The last few facts he found, were that the license could only be used in the county it was issued from, that both the prospective bride and groom both needed to apply for the license, that they needed their birth certificates, or passports and driver's licenses, and that only a Clerk or Judge of the Circuit Court could perform civil ceremonies. He then looked up the hours for Montgomery, Maryland Circuit Court, as well as the list of Judges.

Next, Tony researched U.S. Immigration Laws. He discovered that anyone already in the U.S., on a temporary work visa, could legally marry a U.S. Citizen. They could then file an I-130 Petition for Alien Relative to get an immigration visa from United States Citizenship and Immigration Services. The new visa would allow the petitioner to remain in the U.S. regardless of employment.

Tony smiled happily. He picked up the phone, and made reservations for dinner at an upscale restaurant, (which served kosher meals) near his and Ziva's apartment. Then he made the excuse of going on a coffee run, and went out to pick up the items he needed for tonight.

(TIVA)

Since things were so slow, Tony arranged for him and Ziva to leave work early. Then, he took her home and convinced her to lay down for a nap. Once she'd fallen asleep, he had slipped into the shower and dressed in a black suit, white silk dress shirt, and a dark green silk tie. After slipping on his Italian handmade shoes, he got Ziva's outfit ready.

He'd slipped out during the day, supposedly on a coffee run, and had picked up a dress and shoes for Ziva. It was a blue-green strapless tea length silk dress. The shoes matched in color, and had a two inch slim heel. He'd also purchased a matching lace, strapless bra and thong set.

He placed the boxes on the bed, beside the sleeping Israeli beauty. He leaned in and gently kissed her.

"Hey, Sweet Cheeks, time to wake up."

"Mm, go 'way, Tony." Ziva burrowed under her pillow.

Tony laughed and pulled the pillow from her head.

"Come on, Zee-vah. I've got a surprise for you." Tony coaxed.

Ziva opened one eye and glared bleary-eyed at Tony.

"Why are you all dressed up?" she asked, her voice still husky with sleep.

"Told ya," Tony replied, "I got a surprise for you."

"What?"

"Un-uh, Zi. I'm not telling. If you want your surprise, you're going have to follow my instructions."

Ziva pouted for a minute, until she realized Tony wasn't going to cave. Then she sighed loudly.

"So what do I have to do?"

Tony leaned down and kissed her lightly. "Nothing too difficult ..., (kiss) just get up ..., (kiss) get showered ..., (kiss) and put on the stuff in the boxes ..., (kiss) before we need to leave ..., (kiss) in about an hour."

Ziva had wrapped her arms around his neck. Now, she pulled him down to her again.

"I think ..., (kiss) I can ..., (kiss) manage that ..., (kiss)."

"Good," Tony pulled back and stood up. "Now get moving."

(TIVA)

Ziva gasped when Tony pulled up to the restaurant. One valet opened her door and helped her out, while the other opened Tony's door and accepted his keys. Tony came around the car, and wrapped his arm around Ziva, holding her close to his side. He led her inside, and checked their coats, then gave the hostess his name. They were seated immediately, at candlelit table for two.

"Tony, how did you do this?" Ziva asked gesturing around with her hands. It was well known that this restaurant was very expensive, and extremely difficult to get reservations at, unless, of course, you knew someone.

"I have connections, Zee-vah." he boasted smirking.

"But why?" Ziva queried.

"I told you, Sweet Cheeks, I have a surprise for you." Tony reached across the table and took her hand in his. He brought it to his mouth and gently kissed her palm.

"Dinner is not the surprise?"

"Nope. So just sit back and enjoy yourself. Let me pamper you a little, ok?" Tony continued his oral assault on Ziva's hand as he kissed the sensitive inside of her wrist.

Just then their waiter appeared, and Tony was forced to release Ziva's hand, so she could accept the menu. She thanked the waiter, and ordered a virgin Mimosa, a combination of sparkling water, orange juice, lemon juice and sugar.

Tony smiled, and knowing he would be driving home with, in his mind, the most precious cargo ever, a pregnant Ziva, he ordered a non-alcoholic beer.

Once the waiter left, Tony flashed Ziva his most charming DiNozzo smile. The evening flew by as Tony and Ziva enjoyed a sumptuous meal, talking about work and friends, and most importantly, their baby. They had just finished dessert, when Tony decided it was time.

"Remember, Ziva, I told you I had a surprise for you?" he asked a bit nervous, now that the moment was here. At her nod, he pulled the small box from his pocket, and stood up. He walked around the table, and knelt down on one knee in front of her. He opened the box, revealing a beautiful ring made of white gold. It sported a heart shaped diamond karat, which was inlaid in the band, as opposed to being mounted on top of it. Around them conversation stopped, as people took notice of his actions.

"T-tony?" Ziva questioned, her dark chocolate eyes wide and bright with tears.

He smiled up at her. "Ziva, when you walked into my life, I had no idea how important you would become to me. Over the last four years we've become partners at work, best friends and more recently lovers. Every morning, when I get to wake up to your beautiful face, and every evening, when I get to fall asleep with you in my arms, I realize how truly blessed I am. I love you more than I ever knew I could love someone, Tei-yerinkeh, and I am hoping you will do me the honor of becoming ishti (my wife)?"

Ziva nodded, unable to speak, she was so overcome with emotion. Finally, while tears flowed down her cheeks, she choked out a reply. "Ken, Tony, ken. Nothing would make me happier my Neshomeleh, than for you to be baali (my husband)."

Tony plucked the ring from the box, and slipped it onto Ziva's finger, then he slipped his hand behind her head and kissed her. Neither of them really heard the cheers, applause, cat calls and whistles of their fellow diners.

(TIVA)

Tony guided Ziva in to their apartment, then locked the door behind them. He turned around, only to have the slender Israeli launch herself into his arms. Her hands cupped his head, pulling his lips down to hers. She bit his lower lip, demanding entrance to his mouth. He immediately acquiesced, and her tongue swept into the hot, moist, cavern savoring the unique essence of him.

His hands roamed her sides, finally settling just beneath her breasts. His thumbs slid up to caress her already hardened nipples. She squirmed and tore her mouth from his, moaning in pleasure. Tony then began placing small kisses along her jawline, nibbling the sensitive spot beneath her ear, and suckling her neck to her collarbone.

Ziva slipped off her shoes, her hands tugging his tie loose before going to the buttons of his dress shirt. Tony's hands slipped around her, one going to the small of her back, the other pulling down the zipper of her dress. It landed in a pool of silk at her feet.

Ziva, having finished with the buttons on Tony's shirt, tried pushing it from his shoulders, along with his dinner jacket. She growled in frustration when it refused to slide of because his arms were still around her. Tony chuckled, pulling his head up, and Ziva landed a soft punch to his shoulder.

"Impatient, are we?" he asked as he stepped back and dropped the offending garments to the floor.

"Please Tony, do not doll with me." Ziva replied as she reached around and undid her bra. She held it out to him.

"Toy with you Ziva, not doll with you." Tony corrected, taking her bra and throwing it over his shoulder.

He kissed her again, his hands going to her now naked breasts. He kneaded them, pinching gently, and then dropped to his knees in front of her, his mouth latching onto one turgid nipple.

Ziva moaned, her head thrown back, as Tony continued his assault. First suckling, then nipping one breast, his hand still attacking the other. He continued for several minutes, reveling in Ziva's panting moans, then switched his mouth to the opposite breast. His hand slid up to allow no rest for the first, and after several more minutes, he felt Ziva stiffen. A moment later she screamed loudly, as her body exploded in pleasure. Tony continued his ministrations until Ziva fell limp into his arms.

Tony scooped her up and carried her into the bedroom, lying her gently on the bed. He removed his pants and socks, then knelt between her legs to roll down first one, then the second of her thigh-high stockings. He kissed his way up her leg, until he encountered the tiny scrap of lace hiding her core from him. He hooked a finger from each hand under the top edge, and swiftly pulled them from her.

Tony leaned down, again kissing his way up her body. After each kiss, he named each body part, using the Hebrew Ziva had taught him.

"Bohen (Toe), kaf regel (foot), berech (knee),regel (leg),yarech (hip),beten (stomach),lev (heart),tzavar (neck), santer (chin), lechi (cheek), e'yna'im (eyes), metzach (forehead), ..."

Ziva grabbed his head from behind, and forced his mouth to hers. "Sfata'im (lips)Tony, sfata'im."

Tony's laugh was lost as they used their mouths to slowly, deliciously devour each other. He gently shifted his hips and slowly entered her inch by inch.

"Yoter (more), Tony," she begged, wanting him to fill her completely. "Bevakasha (please)."

Her urging spurred Tony to speed things up, and he thrust into her to the hilt, causing her to cry out in ecstasy. He began to rhythmically thrust in and out of her, her hips rising to meet his thrust, drawing him in even deeper. Both were panting, sweat slicked bodies joining in a dance as old as mankind.

The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking. Soft moans, guttural pleas and panting breaths.

"Bevakasha (please), Tony."

"So good, Ziva."

Suddenly Ziva tensed, and then she screamed, "Oi Va'avoi Li,"as her body shuddered it's release. Tony joined her moments later, his control lost as her body milked his.

In the minutes that followed Tony lay slumped over Ziva, their breath coming in gasps, their hearts racing.

"Ani ohev otach, Tei-yerinkeh (Sweetheart)," he told her as he rolled them over once his breathing had slowed to normal.

"Ani ohevet otcha, Neshomeleh (Darling)," she replied kissing his chest, before settling down to use it as her pillow.

Tony reached out with his right hand, catching her left and entwined the two. He smiled when he saw, and felt the engagement ring, he had placed there earlier.

(TIVA)

Since you guys have been so wonderful with your reviews, I decided to update again. Unfortunately I completed the last section I had previously started earlier today. This means it may take a bit longer between updates, as I will be writing new stuff from scratch, not just fiddling with something pre-written. That means I'll need a lot more love to keep me going, so push that button and review please!