Gibbs/Ziva fic: Role Reversal

Humour/Romance

M Rating

Ziva/Jenny friendship

This new chap is dedicated to Zivacentric because well... I didn't read my mails early enough so here is a late birthday present, hope you had a good day and hope you like the new chap :)

Chapter Ten

Ziva let her head hit her hand, she was half way through meeting and needless to say she was bored. She looked at Cynthia and grinned, she was trying to hide a grin at her 'Directors' antics. Ziva looked up ahead and saw she still had at least half an hour left. She growled to herself, Gibbs was going to pay. And she knew exactly how he was going to pay.

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Gibbs walked into the bullpen and glared at Jenny.

'' What have I done wrong now?'' Gibbs looked at the elevator and Jenny looked as well. Her face fell as one FBI Agent Tobias Fornell stepped through the doors. She looked at Gibbs.

'' At least it's Fornell-''

'' Aw man, he brought Slacks.'' whined Tony, Jenny turned her head and sure enough, Sacks was following Fornell like a sheep to it's shepard. Gibbs glared at her and she winced.

'' Hey Gibbs, civilian?''

'' Hey Tobias, sergant.'' Fornell smirked.

'' I would say thank you for inviting me, but it wasn't your idea or the Director's for that matter.'' he said, looking at Jenny.

'' She's not Director-'' said Gibbs, without thinking, the team and the FBI agents looked at him. Once again he didn't think before he spoke.

'' Why not?''

'' Because the Israeli's think David has a good chance at being the Director of Mossad, so Jenny let her have the big chair for a while.'' said Gibbs, thinking on his feet. Tony and McGee exchanged looks, Jenny's jaw dropped, he was actually believeable. Fornell nodded.

'' Oh, wish we had a Director like that... How's she handling it?'' That question was soon answered as Ziva stormed from the elevator into the bullpen, she glared at Gibbs as she stomped back up the stairs. Fornell looked at him.

'' It's a working progress.'' he said before leaving the bullpen and going upstairs to see her.

'' Well, NCIS is a baby agency compared to Mossad.'' said Sacks, Tony glared daggers at him.

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Ziva looked up as Gibbs walked into the office.

'' I suggest you turn around right now, before I kill you.'' she growled, Gibbs slammed the door shut behind him.

'' What the hell are you playing at David?'' Ziva frowned.

'' The same could be asked to you!''

'' You called the FBI!''

'' Yes! Because you have a civilian involved! That is FBI jurisdiction and you know damn well it is! Also I said I would call him at six this morning! It is now half twelve, you are lucky I did not call him earlier! Now if you do not mind I have another meeting to prepare for as you decided I was not fit enough to be on your team today! So get the hell out!'' shouted Ziva. Gibbs watched her as she shouted at him, she had really lost it. He watched as she tried to calm herself down but as proof to show that it didn't work, she unsheathed her knife and threw it, just skimming Gibbs' head and embedding itself into the far wall. Gibbs watched as she sat heavily in the chair and bury her head in her hands, he felt his gut twist as her shoulders heaved.

'' Ziva-''

'' Get out...'' she whispered. He deflated but nodded and left, leaving her alone. If he had known this would have happened he wouldn't have done it, hell if he had used his brain and not wound Jen up earlier this wouldn't have happened. He looked at Cynthia and decided to do something a little decent.

'' Hey, if there's any calls for the 'Director', don't forward them for a while, she needs a few minutes.'' Cynthia nodded.

'' Sure thing Gibbs.'' she said before watching him walk away.

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'' Everything ok, Boss?'' asked Tony as Gibbs walked into the squadroom. Gibbs gave a nod of his head and sat at his desk. Jenny looked at him.

'' Something on your mind, Agent Shepard?'' Jenny shook her head. The team watched as Gibbs phone rang, he answered it and got back up and went up the stairs.

'' I don't think everything is ok.'' said Tony, McGee shrugged.

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Ziva sniffed and looked up, he really did leave her alone, she let out a breath and picked up her phone.

'' Yeah, Gibbs.''

'' Come up for a sec.''

'' On my way.'' Ziva put the phone down and waited for him to arrive. She looked up as he came in.

'' I am sorry. I did not mean to almost kill you, I lost control. Some director I am, huh?'' Gibbs sat on the edge of the desk.

'' I've seen worse and it could have been worse. It's understandable, I mean it's my fault anyway.'' Ziva sighed.

'' Answer me a question.'' said Gibbs. She looked at him.

'' What?''

'' Did you cry because of me?'' Ziva looked down.

'' I was stressed and you had a go at me, I did not need that-''

'' So that's a yes then.''

'' It was not a proper cry, more of-'' He pulled her into a hug and she buried her head into his neck. He kissed her temple and held her to him as close as possible.

'' I love you sometimes Ziver.'' Gibbs felt Ziva freeze and he did too.

Oops.

Damn, I'm in a cliff hanger mood... Well hope you like it Zivacentric!

Oh, just to be a pain... how long should I wait for updating 1 Year Warrenty *laughs maniacally and ducks*