AN: Ok so with this chap i'm gonna up the rating just to be on the safe side...
PREVIOUSLY ON A KISS AND A PROMISE;
"You have one week to convince an ex NCIS special agent to rejoin NCIS."
"Why do I have to go undercover to do that?"
"I have reason to believe that Special Agent Caitlin Todd is still alive."
Chapter 10 – Cream with Envy
Ziva's eyebrows rose at the name, "Caitlin? As in my predecessor?"
"Yes. She's currently going by the name Catherine Smith, but the Secret Service, who faked her death, fired her yesterday and in a week they're going to erase her fake identity forever."
"What exactly do you want me to do once I find her?"
"Convince her to come to NCIS. You can tell her of Tony, maybe that'll guilt her into coming, and if that doesn't work I'll set up a fake job offer for you here."
"Ok. Yes. I'll do this assignment for you."
"Thank you Ziva, I knew I could count on you."
Ziva had memorised her undercover identity, and Kate's fake identity, but due to a new equally as tough case she was unable to do any work away from home.
It was Friday night. Ziva had arrived at Tony's house to find him lying on the couch snoring.
"Tony." He jumped awake.
"Wha? Oh. Hey Ziva." He sat up and rubbed his eyes, "Help yourself to the fridge, I'm goin' to bed." He kissed her cheek before shuffling up the stairs.
Ziva reheated yesterday's dinner and ate in silence.
Tony had barely touched her for two weeks.
After an hour of debating Ziva walked slowly up the stairs she opened the door to the main bedroom and crept to Tony's side. She kissed him and he woke.
"Ziva?" He whispered.
"Hold me." Her voice was weak and Tony noted she had tears in her eyes. He held her close before taking her in a kiss.
Ziva closed her eyes and moaned.
"Oh god I miss that sound." Tony murmured against her lips causing Ziva to smile. She kissed him deeply before moving her lips down his jaw to his neck.
"Kissing his neck?" Came a voice, "Really? Come on girl, get it together." Ziva looked up from his neck to see a beautiful girl relaxing on the bed next to her and Tony.
It was Kate.
"He prefers to have his ear nibbled. Surely you know that."
Ziva stopped and starred.
"What's wrong?" Asked Tony looking at the empty bed next to them.
"Nothing." Ziva lent in and kissed him again, pulling at his shirt.
Tony pulled his shirt up briefly before taking Ziva in another kissed, groaning as she grinded her hips against he's.
"That was not a good sound." Said Kate, "No, his groan of affection is more of a growl." Ziva tried hard to ignore her voice.
Ziva straddled Tony's hips and pulled her shirt up as he massaged her hips. She was wearing a simple black lace bra, and her Star of David necklace felt cold against the newly bare skin.
"I have that exact underwear set. Though I must say, it looks better on me. Well at least Tony thought so, didn't you?"
Ziva looked up to see Kate sitting on the headboard of Tony's bed, wearing a loose skirt and the same bra that Ziva donned, and a silver cross hung around her neck.
"Zee?" Asked Tony,
Ziva didn't say anything just kissed his bare chest whilst undoing the fly of her pants. Once removed of her pants Tony rolled them over and kissed Ziva along her jaw line and neck, down past her breasts and stomach before pulling her underwear down with his teeth.
Pretty soon he had Ziva screaming.
"He used to make me fell like that."
Kate was still there.
Moaning and groaning came from the room, a woman lay on a bed, leaning on her elbows, her head thrown back hiding her identity. She wore a black lace bra, contracting with her pale skin and silver cross necklace perfectly. A blanket cover her from waist down, a obvious lump in the sheets showing she wasn't alone.
The woman called out in ecstasy her head snapping forward. Caitlin Todd looked down as her lover revealed himself. Tony DiNozzo crawled the length of her body, dropping the occasional kiss on her skin.
Suddenly Ziva grabbed the bed sheets so hard they tore, her feet tensed and she screamed; though not her usual scream of pleasure; but a scream of anger, horror, and hate.
"Ziva, Sweet Cheeks?"
Ziva looked down at Tony, and sighed.
"Sorry Tony, I'm just, I can't think straight."
"You mean I'm inside your head." Said Kate who lay on her stomach in just her matching bra and undies set on the bed next to them.
Ziva looked apologetically at Tony then motioned for him to climb up, he did. They rolled on there sides facing each other. Ziva lent forward and kissed Tony, licking his lips.
"That's just disgusting." Said Kate, who now sat on Ziva and Tony's hips like a horse. Ziva rolled over, onto Tony, smiling when she heard Kate fall to the ground.
Ten minutes later Ziva sat and straddled Tony's naked body and undid the clasp at the front of her bra, shrugging it off her shoulders. She closed her eyes and moaned as her thrust with perfect rhythm.
"I can't believe you Ziva. I mean, Tony, well, he's mine ok. Leave him alone." Kate spoke over Ziva's shoulder.
"Tony." Whimpered Ziva,
"Oh, Kate!" Called Tony,
"What! What did you say?" Shot Ziva, her eyes snapping open to stare at Tony.
"I said I love you Ziva."
Ziva sighed with relief, "I love you too."
Tony smiled. "Turn around."
"What is it with you and reverse sex?" asked Ziva as she obediently turned around then settled her self on Tony.
Tony just groaned and reached up to massage Ziva's naked form.
Ziva was close. She closed her eyes, her screams filling the room.
"God you're loud." Ziva somehow managed to hear Kate through the screams, "I'm surprised one of the neighbours hasn't called the police."
Ziva opened her eyes to see a naked Kate kneeling on the bed in front of her. She looked down.
"You're worse then Tony. He imagined me naked even when I was, well, when he thought I was dead. At least I still have this on." And Kate fingered the silver cross necklace that still hung around her neck.
Ziva glared at Kate.
"Now that's no way to treat your lover!" Kate was crawling seductively towards her, until she was barely inches from her. She lent forward and touched Ziva's lips with hers.
Something in Ziva's stomach turned. Her gag-reflex reacted badly, and though still in the middle of having (very hot) sex she clamped a hand over her mouth, jumped of Tony and ran into the bathroom to throw up.
Tony rushed after her very confused, and a little hurt. He pulled back Ziva's hair and stroked her back, murmuring comforts to her.
When Ziva finished vomiting she curled into Tony her eyes wide, shivering against the cold of the tiles against her naked skin.
Tony held her to him, "It's okay Sweetie. Get some rest, go to sleep."
But Ziva couldn't sleep, every time she closed her eyes she thought of Tony and Kate in bed and threw up again.
The next morning Ziva woke in bed. It was all a dream.
But then she swallowed and almost threw up again at the taste of vomit in her mouth.
Ziva got slowly up and walked to the shower. She was scrubbing at her skin hard, trying to wash any evidence of last night off her.
"You can't just wash me off Ziva." Said Kate who stood (fully clothed) in the shower next to her. "I'm stuck inside your head until you can will me away."
Ziva had changed into her running gear. It was six o'clock and she needed a little air to clear her head. She walked down the stairs and straight into the kitchen where she grabbed an apple and ate it quickly.
"Tony?" She called through the house, "Tony, I'm going for a run." She opened the door to the living room where she found Tony sitting on the couch in his boxers nursing a bottle of whiskey. "Tony what are you doing?"
"I figured it out." He said drunkenly.
"Figured what out?"
"Why you did what you did last night. It's this time of year! It's today! The world is against me today!"
"Tony what are you talking about?"
"You don't love me! I said it to soon, you don't love me."
"Tony, of course I love you!"
"Then why have you been ignoring me for two weeks!"
"Tony I-"
"I don't want to hear your excuses Ziva! It's obvious! You want to leave me!"
"Tony I have no intention of leaving you!"
"STOP LYING! STOP PRETENDING YOU CARE ABOUT ME!" Yelled Tony advancing on her.
"He'd never yell at me like that." Smiled Kate, sitting on the arm of the sofa, dressed in running gear. "He actually loves me."
"Tony I've only been distant because of work."
"That's not true Ziva. Your eyes, they're on fire! They won't shut up! You met someone in Tel Aviv and you prefer them over me! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO BREAK ME HEART!"
Ziva snapped, "YOUR HEART!? YOUR HEART!? I CAN NOT STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU! I LOVE YOU THROUGH TO THE BONE AND ALL YOU GIVE ME IS PAIN!" Ziva sighed; tears were threatening to fill her eyes. "When ever I close my eyes, I-, I-" Her voice faded.
"What Ziva?"
"Have you slept with Caitlin?"
"What?"
"Have you slept with Caitlin?" Repeated Ziva,
"Ziva?"
"Well? Have you Tony? It's a simple enough question. Have you slept with Caitlin?"
"I'm not even going to answer that."
Ziva took a deep breath, "You just did." And she stormed away from Tony and out of his front door, tears in her eyes, slipping slowly down her face.
AN: arn't i evil? lol, so a little bit of Tate comes to bite Tiva on the butt, hehe! just wait til you see what i have planned...