A/N: Heyy! First off! HUMONGIOUS THANKSIES TO SOPHIA (Anonymous033) for actually editing this thing, and for being an awesome friend :) Love ya!


Saturday; morning

She awoke in an empty bed at Abby's apartment. Tony hadn't picked her up. He was home, and he had visited her; but they never got in the car, and they never got in an accident. She sighed happily. Only a few more hours, and she and Tony would be together for life.

'Zivazivazivaziva!' Abby yelled; obviously already caffeinated.

'Yes, Abby?' she hollered back.

Abby burst through the door, pulled her out of the bed, and twirled her around. 'IT'STODAY! IT'STODAY! IT'S TODAY!' she yelled with glee.

'I know! I know!' Ziva replied. 'I'll take half an hour, and we'll get going to the salon.'

'OKAAAAAYYYY!' replied the over-caffeinated bridesmaid. Ziva sighed as Abby tore out of the room; took out her phone, and hit the first number on speed dial.

Xoxo

'DiNozzo,' the smooth male voice replied as he answered the phone.

'Tony,' she said breathlessly.

'Ziva,' he replied. 'Isn't the groom not supposed to have any contact with the bride until we're at the altar?'

'Traditionally, yes ... But who says we're traditional?'

'Not us.' You could hear the smile in his voice.

'I just wanted to say I love you,' she replied.

'I love you too, Ziva. See you in a few hours.' She hung up and hopped into the shower.

She let the water hit every inch of her body. The heat felt good on her back. She leaned her head back and remembered when it all began.

Xoxo

(The previous year)

'Ziiiivaaaahhh,' he pestered. 'C'moooonn, we're gonna be late!' he whined.

'Tony. We are going to a MIDNIGHT premier! It's only 7:30!'

'Yes, but we have to get seats!'

'Tony. We are going to see Harry Sculptor and the Deadly Woods.'

'Harry Potter; boy wizard. And the Deathly Hallows. Part TWO. Now can we gooooo?'

'Fine!' she said as she grabbed her jacket.

Xoxo

The elevator doors closed, and he hit the stop switch.

'What the-?' Ziva began.

'Ziva. I love you.'

'Tony-' He kissed her. To his surprise, she didn't stop. 'I love you too,' she replied with a smile.

Xoxo

She giggled; the water hit the scars from Somalia, and she winced as it hit her more recent injuries. She pictured the proposal, and sighed happily again.

Xoxo

'Tony, where on Earth are we going?' she asked.

'You'll see.' He had decided to surprise her with a road trip for the weekend, and he wasn't telling her where they were going. 'Get some sleep. We've got a long trip ahead of us.'

She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. 'Good night.'

'Sweet dreams.'

She awoke hours later as they crossed the New York state lines. 'New York? How long was I asleep?'

'Good morning to you too. Almost 7 hours ... you sure do sleep like a baby.'

'7 hours?' she asked, a little shocked.

'Yeah. We still have a little ways to go. Hungry?'

'I'm starved.'

'What would Her Royal Highness like?' She punched him in the arm.

'Ow! No sarcasm intended!' he said in pain. 'I want you to feel like royalty!'

'Why?'

'Because you're my princess!'

'Princess Ziva?'

'Princess of Beauty and Kicking MyAss,' he said with a goofy smile.

'I could get used to it...' She smiled back.

'I bought you something ... butyou're going to get it when we get where I'm taking you. Now, where would Her Royal Highness like to dine?'

She saw a sign advertising a Denny's. 'Can we go to Denny's?'

'Yes! I shall take this chariot off the freeway, and we shall dine at the fine establishment.' She giggled.

Xoxo

'What the heck is a grandslamwich?' she said, quoting Charlie teh Unicron.

'That's everything that comes in a Grand Slam, put into a sandwich instead.'

'That sounds really nasty.'

'They're very popular.' They burst into laughter.

Xoxo

Not long after, they pulled into New York City. 'We're here!' he said with glee.

'New York? I thought you hated it here!'

'... Maybe just a little.' he said with a grin.

She started gawking at the lights.

'I promise, we'll go see everything tomorrow,' he said with a smile.

'How long have you had this planned for?' she asked.

'A while...'

'It's the best surprise ever!'

'I knew you'd like it.' They pulled up to a swanky hotel.

Xoxo

'Last spot of the day,' he said with a grin.

They had been to Ellis Island, the Empire State Building, Grand Central Station, Times Square, and Central Park. They were now walking to the 9/11 Memorial.

'Wow,' she said as they came to the edge of the reflecting pools. She got as close as she could and spread her arms out. He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her bare shoulder. She was wearing a cap-sleeved dress and a small tiara that Tony had bought her.

He pulled her away from the fountain, and turned to face her.

'Ziva, I've known you for eight years now,' he began.'You are, no doubt, the most beautiful woman I have ever met. I knew, ever since the day I met you, that I loved you.'

'Tony, what-?' Gibbs, Abby, and McGee stepped out of the shadows. 'Oh my god.'

She put a hand over her mouth as he got down on one knee. 'Ziva David. Will you make me the happiest man on Earth, and do me the great honour of marrying me?'

She had tears streaming down her face. 'Yes! Yes! Of course I'll marry you!

He slipped the ring onto her finger.

Their friends, and onlookers, applauded wildly as he cupped her face and kissed her.

Xoxo

She heard a knock on the door. 'Ziva hurry up!' She turned off the water and wrapped a towel around herself.

When she opened the door, Abby was standing there, in a sleeveless jumper. 'Can we go already?' the goth asked excitedly.

'Give me 10 minutes.'

Xoxo

'Voila!' Svetlana said with a flourish some two hours later. She had taken Ziva's wild mane of curls and turned it into an elegant waterfall of half-pinned-up waves. There were two strategically placed highlights, framing her face.

'Svetlana, it's wonderful!' Ziva exclaimed in Russian.

'No, you are wonderful. The hair just tops it off,' Svetlana replied in English. 'I will go work on Ms Abby. Andrea will be here in 5 minutes. You go eat something.'

'And, Ziva,' she added, 'good luck.'

'Thank you.'

Xoxo

An hour later, the petite Latina girl swept a layer of strawberry-scented lip gloss over Ziva's already flushed lips. 'Done,' she said breathlessly.

'Andrea, you've outdone yourself.'

'All in the name of beauty,' Andrea gasped with a heavy accent. 'You! Help her get ready!' she yelled at Abby; who now stood two inches taller, thanks to her heels.

Abby helped Ziva into her dress. The fabric of the cap sleeves fell freely off her shoulders. She felt Abby doing up the corset detail in the back.

As soon as Ziva's dress was on, Abby placed the long, chiffon veil on her head along with a white-and-pink flower clip on her head. 'The clip isn't mine...' Ziva commented.

'Something old, and borrowed,' Abby said with a smile. 'It's mine from when I was little.'

Ziva hugged her best friend. 'Thank you Abby, you're the best friend a girl could ask for.'

'The entire superstition! Something old, my hair clip; something new, your dress; something borrowed, also my hair clip; something blue, your sash,' Abby commented.

Ziva smiled. 'I think we're ready.'


Next few chapters are strictly involved with the wedding, and are made of pure fluff :3 don't forget to drop a review on the way out.