A/N: I own nothing. This breaks my heart. Ok, I herby do solemnly swear to reveal the big secret this chapter.

Chapter Eight

The team could not help but stare at the bold woman who had just out of the blue started kissing Rossi. They looked back and forth at each other, and back to the still kissing couple. Rossi had not even protested, instead slipped his hand behind her neck, and the other to the small of her back, and pulled her to him! They finally broke apart when Morgan started catcalling and whistling.

"You go Rossi!" he said loudly. "That's my boy right there!"

Ziva gave Morgan a look that would melt rocks, and Morgan knew if he did not shut up, he would be lying on the ground in very short order; dress or no dress, she was a Mousad officer, and could easily offer him a challenging fight. He put his hands up in surrender.

"That was a smart move, Agent Morgan" Ziva said her eyes still on the stunned man in front of her.

"Do you want to go somewhere and discuss this Ziva?" Rossi said with desire in his eyes.

"No, right here will be fine. You stopped calling, for what reason?" She asked her eyes flaming.

"You are too good for me. You deserve someone who is not as jaded as I am. I've been married 3 times Ziva, I just can't go through that again"

"Don't you believe that I should have a say in that? I don't care that you have multiple wives," she said

"Ex-wives" came the response in unison from the team who was watching this play out, like it was a soap opera just for their enjoyment.

"I need popcorn" JJ whispered to Hotch who had unnoticed come over to stand next to her.

"You knew this was gonna happen when you set it up didn't you? Hotch asked her

"Yeah, Rossi deserves the same happiness as everyone else, and he has that when he is with Ziva. She would marry him in a heartbeat if he would only suck up his prejudice about marriage and ask her."

"Well maybe after that display, he will come to his senses." He said turning back to the still arguing couple.

"Ok you two cut it out. You are each other's date for the night so play nice. Ziva no weapons will be used on him tonight. Let's just have a pleasant night raising money for a good cause." Hotch said laying down the law. "Now let's go in and find our table. We are all sitting together, along with some friends from outside the office."

"Hey boss man where is your date?" Garcia asked suddenly, and then it dawned on her how possessive of JJ he was being. He had not gone more than a foot from her side since he had come in from his phone call. "Is JJ your date? She is isn't she! That's so romantic!"

"Yes Garcia, she is." He replied turning to the profilers in the group he said "I am a little disappointed that none of you figured it out, that the tech figured it out before the profilers. Now let's get inside and sit down there is a lot going on tonight.

Walking into the ballroom that was already becoming full of FBI agents and their dates, as well as dignitaries and many other people there to support the deserving charity that evening, JJ quickly spotted the two other couples that they would be sitting with that evening. She led the group through the throng of people to their table.

"Hey when did you get here, and how did you beat us?" She asked her friend Christina giving her a hug. Christina was one of her best friends, she met her when she first moved to the area, and Christina had been over at her mom's, who happened to be JJ's neighbor. She had supported JJ when she first found out she was pregnant, and then when Will decided to go back home. Outside of the team she was JJ's best friend. Her husband Tony was there as well. The team had gotten to know him a little, he was stationed at Quantico, and so they saw him around a bit. Tony had been a big help to JJ doing little repairs around her home. While she was talking to them Emily had walked over to the other couple.

"Katie, you left after we did, you were not even dressed yet. How does that work? "Emily said with a confused look. "You look fabulous by the way." She really did, she was dressed in a taffeta and tulle orange princess ball gown with a dropped waist. There was exquisite beading at the point the dropped waist met the exposed bonding in the bodice. The dress was both figure flattering with the corset back and the cheerful color.

"When you have a 2 year old to chase around you get used to getting ready fast. We also left later so traffic was not as bad. We did get here after you though you guys did not notice us; you were too busy staring at the two that were kissing.

"Ohhh. I see now." Then she turned to the man standing next to her friend, "Hey Dave, it's really good to see you again; back for R and R?"

"Yeah Christmas, and New Years, I go back on the fifth." He replied. "Then I only have 10 more months until I am home for good." Dave was a civilian contractor working overseas.

Just then the event coordinator walked up to Christina and whispered in her ear.

"Apparently one of the models that was supposed to be in the auction for dates got sick and several of the men did not show up. They have a few volunteers from other sections, but Strauss told me to get a few of you gentlemen, and see if one of the ladies would volunteer." Christina said looking hopefully at the group. "It is for such a good cause" she said pleadingly.

"I guess I will a voice spoke up…"

A/N: Now you know who is with whom. Any guesses as to who will volunteer for the auction? Any requests? Let me know and as always thanks for reading.