Hey there!
Sorry that I have not updated in such an extremely long time! School life became emotionally draining for me, I needed a break from writing. I apologize for that. Here's a climatic chapter (well, at least I perceive it to be) for you guys. The Hunger Games! March 23! Speaking of which, I will be doing a Hunger Games/NCIS crossover soon! Sounds ridiculous, I know. But please give it a shot! I'll try and make it up to standard and raise the bar for that one. That will be for later, now, onto chapter 8!
Chapter 8:
Night dawned upon them, both the 12th precinct and team NCIS made quite some progress. They were about to clock out until Kate came out from Captain 'Iron' Gates' office. Kate motioned for both teams to come back in.
"So guys, there's a big function coming up and a lot of our service men are going to be there. I'm sure you all know what that means."
"Our serial killer could be there." Suggested McGee
"That's correct agent McGee. We need eyes on that event, in and outside. That's why, agent Dinozzo and detective David will be our inside eyes."
Ziva was about to make a comment but bit her lip. Tony on the other hand, looked pretty pleased.
"Any problems with the arrangement?"
Silence answered her question, "Good then, we will dwell into further details tomorrow. Dismissed."
Gibbs brought his team aside for a private briefing. Captain Gates stepped out and called Ziva over.
"Detective David," addressed the captain.
"Sir." She responded
"I saw your reaction back at the bull pen. I called for this arrangement. You seem to be quite, uncomfortable with it. Are we on any disagreements or strong protests here detective David?"
"No ma…, I mean sir."
"Good, I hope it stays that way, dismissed. By the way, I heard that special agent Gibbs can be very dominating on cases, why the sudden change in persona on this one?"
"I'm not sure myself sir. Sorry."
"It's probably nothing, take care on the way back detective."
"Thank you sir, goodnight." Ziva flashed a small smile and took her leave.
Captain Gates leaned back in her chair for quite some time thinking and then switched off her table lamp and left.
At Ziva's apartment,
Kate was helping Ziva picking out a dress, she had tried on several dresses but none of them seemed right for the occasion. Even Aria was stating her own opinions while seated on Kate's lap in a very cute manner that made Ziva smile. Finally, there was this one dressed that seemed appropriate and complimented all of Ziva's unique features.
It was a black strapless dress that just touched her knees and she wore black pumps to match. Kate styled her hair and made it wavy. Tomorrow night, she would put on the real makeup and dress up for real. For now, it was beauty sleep time. Kate was staying over for some girl to girl time as Adam was out of town.
Kate lay beside Ziva after she tucked Aria in. They were staring at the celling. Kate broke the silence.
"So, you nervous?"
"Why would I be?"
"I don't know, I mean, going on a 'date' with the guy you once loved. Wouldn't that be awkward?"
"Yes, I'll try not to think about it, thanks for not reminding me."
"Well, I'm sorry."
"It's alright, I am a tad nervous."
"Just relax and be natural. Let me help you try and loosen up."
Kate walked over to Ziva's speakers and plugged in her I-phone. Soon, soft jazz music filled the room.
"Dance Ziva, dance to the music."
"What?"
Kate walked over to the bed and pulled Ziva up. Both of them partnered up as dance partners, Kate assuming the role of the guy, Ziva the lady. They were dancing freestyle according to the music on her playlist. One minute it was jazz, the next minute alternative rock and a whole stretch of variety.
Both ladies collapsed back on the bed, laughing hysterically at each other's silly dance moves. They were exhausted. On that note, both of them took their showers and went to bed.
The next day,
Ziva felt that the day went by really quickly, and soon, it was time for the function. Ziva was back at home with Kate getting ready. Ziva took a Sakura scented bath, she put on a silk robe and let Kate do her hair. Kate helped her slip on her dress. The nanny arrived and took care of Aria. Adding the final touches to her makeup, both ladies left together for the function.
At the venue,
Kate was giving a briefing for both teams,
"So, Ziva, you'll get these Bluetooth operated earrings, just press lightly on the diamond to communicate with us back in the van and we can do vice versa, agent Dinozzo, your Bluetooth device will come in a form of cufflinks. Ziva, you will get a compact foundation mirror camera, hit the small concealed button underneath the foundation powder to take pictures."
"Hey! Why does she get more cool spy gadgets than me!" whined Tony
Gibbs smacked him hard, "Got it boss."
Ziva strapped guns on her upper thighs and Tony wore camouflaging holsters. The couple exited the van discreetly.
Tony could not take his eyes off Ziva. She looked absolutely stunning. She smelled really good as well. What was it? Sakura scented? He was so immersed in his thoughts that he wasn't aware that Ziva was trying to catch his attention.
"Tony, Tony, Tony!" Ziva nudged him in the ribs.
"Ouch! What? Who fell?"
"No one fell, maybe you if you keep on daydreaming."
"Sorry, by the way, you look gorgeous tonight Zi."
"Thank… Thank you. You do not look so bad yourself." Ziva felt her cheeks turning hot.
They entered the function, Ziva's arm was linked around Tony's. Anyone would believe that they were an item. Ziva wandered off on her own to socialize with some people and possibly catch their perp. Tony stood around awkwardly drinking glass after glass of champagne.
"Dinozzo, make yourself useful please." Whispered Gibbs through the Bluetooth device
"Like what?"
"Geez Dinozzo, you're an agent, go figure. This isn't your first formal function."
'But they're all men! I can't use my charm!"
"Who knows Dinozzo, one of them might be gay." Teased McGee
"Shut up Mcgay."
"Do something before I smack your head all the way to the end of this earth."
'I'll try boss."
"Here's a tip, stop drowning yourself in champagne."
"It's good stuff boss."
"Dinozzo…"
"On it boss."
Ziva was talking to this one guy who had her attention. She excused herself to the bathroom to powder her nose and talk to the teams about this guy's suspicious character.
The mystery guy took a white pill out of his pocket and dropped it into a drink. Ziva arrived back a few minutes later and downed the drink innocently to avoid any suspicion.
A few minutes later, Ziva felt a little queasy and sick. Damn it, she knew the champagne smelled funny, the last thing she remembered before blacking out was someone lifting her off the ground and heading out to the courtyard.
R&R please! I don't' really like the ending though.
If you want to imagine how Ziva looks, just think back to the Alma awards (which she rightly won!). Imagine the exact same look except that the dress is shorter.
