Hello everyone, I have been busy lately. Since NCIS is off for summer I have been getting into burn notice. It's a pretty interesting show, but definitely not as good as NCIS. Burn notice is only to pass the long time I have to wait to see season 8 of NCIS. By the way, I thought the season finally was crazy, weird, hurtful, shocking and cool all at the same time. I'm excited to see what's going to happen next. The suspense is killer. So, here is another chapter. I have had a long time to think about what was going to happen next and I'm pretty pleased with it. I hope you are too. Thanks for the reviews.

Agent T

Though the clock read midnight Tony and Ziva had continued their night with Scooby Doo cartoon episodes one after another. It had been two hours of nothing but, 'Jee Scoob I don't like this place. What was that! (Shaggy.)' Aftera few minutes Scooby would begin to yell, 'WRAT RARW!' (This meant uh o is doggy language.) Ziva was enjoying herself, which was very shocking to her. She did not think she would enjoy watching cartoons with Tony, but she chose to. She'd rather be with Tony watching cartoons then alone with Damon in her apartment. Tony hit pause then turned to Ziva.

"Hey do you want some popcorn?"

"Tony, its midnight."

"I know, but everything taste better at night."

"No it doesn't."

"How would you know? Have you ever eaten anything after midnight? And you can't watch Scooby Doo without popcorn."
Ziva thought for a moment thinking she was being completely ridiculous for arguing over popcorn.

"Aright, I would like some popcorn." Tony smiled and went to the kitchen.

Ziva was left alone in front of the television screen. She began to think of Damon, and remembering the night he had hit her. Damon had turned very aggressive and very protective of Ziva. She was becoming uncomfortable with his behavior, so she told herself that she needed to tell him enough. Ziva had not told Tony the truth about why Damon had hit her. She tried to tell Damon that he wasn't right for her. Ziva was ready for a clean break. Damon would go his way and she would go her way. He didn't take this information so easily. He became aggressive, and started to ask Ziva, 'Who is it? I know there is someone else. Who!' Ziva tried to explain that there was no one else. She was pleading with him, but he had turned into an animal. Ziva gave one last plead then… Everything went silent. She was knocked on the ground from the force Damon had put into the punch that landed on Ziva's left eye. Ziva looked down at her fingernails then back at the television screen. She knew Damon was waiting for her, but didn't want to face him. Ziva didn't have the strength anymore. She was tired. She had lost all desire to fight. This was the effect of Somalia. Ziva only wanted a little bit of peace.

"Popcorn's here!" Tony said with a smile as he sat down on the couch next to Ziva.

Ziva dropped the thought of Damon. She wanted to have a good night. So she put on a smile when Tony sat down. He pressed play and she began to pop kernels into her mouth. It hadn't been a full twenty minutes before Ziva and Tony heard a loud crashing noise coming from behind them. They both stood causing the popcorn to fall on the ground and spill all over the carpet. The noise was caused by someone kicking the door open. They were both shocked to see that it was Damon. He stood a few steps in Tony's apartment. Damon looked at Ziva's terrified face and began to speak, "Working late."

Damon inched closer to the couch.

"Damon we were just watching Scooby Doo you know the cartoon. Tony mentioned it this afternoon, and I told him I didn't know the show. Wait, how did you find me?"

Tony was just observing their conversation. Although he appeared calm he was a fiery inferno of anger inside. Damon had busted into his apartment and was throwing in Ziva's face the fact that she lied to him, so she could have a nice night out with Tony even though Damon might have attempted to bash her skull in. Tony couldn't help but think to himself. What's wrong with Ziva? How could Ziva allow this idiot to be in her life? She really doesn't know how to choose the right guys. And what the hell is wrong with Corporal Worth?

"Hello Corporal-"

"You shut up!" Damon yelled at Tony.

"Hey you can't just break into my house and start yelling at me."

"Then what I'm I doing right now!"

Tony was getting fed up with Corporal Worth's attitude and started to walk around the couch to face him.

"Ziva let's go!"

Tony turned to Ziva. He looked into her eyes trying to understand why she didn't stand up for herself and say no. Ziva was willing to stand up for herself and fight, but she was hoping Tony would. She wanted Tony to be her knight in shining armor. Ziva knew it was ridiculous, but she always pictured Tony that way. Ziva looked back into Tony's emerald eyes, and a little burning desire grew in her heart.

"No!" She yelled to Damon with great demand.

"I will not go with you Damon. I am not your dog. You can not boss me around, or order me order around like a dog. The orders are my job. I will tell you one time and one time only. You will pick up your trash from my apartment and get out. You will pay Tony for his repairs, and you will never ever come near me again. If you do I will castrate you. Is that understood? Good." Ziva held her head up high.

She felt good about standing up for herself, but she was still a little disappointed Tony hadn't done it for her. Damon didn't listen to Ziva. He inched closer to her now. Damon towered over Ziva, and his hot breath was thrown onto her skin.

"I said let's go." Damon's eyes burned into Ziva's.

She was frozen, and now was the time she really wished Tony would do something. To Ziva's amazement he did. Tony grasped Damon by the shirt collar and pushed him back a few feet away from the doorway.

"Look Corporal, Ziva said no. I don't know what you don't understand about no, but if you lay one hand on her I will make sure you never see the light of day again. I'm not in the mood to start a fight, so I'm going to ask you nicely to get out."

Damon was breathing flames. He didn't know that while Tony was observing Ziva and him speak he had reached for his cell phone and sent a text to Gibbs. Tony knew Gibbs didn't do text, but he hoped that some how he would get the message. Gibbs did.

"Who do you think you are?" Damon said, but a voice behind him in the door way answered.

"He thinks he is Special Agent Anthony Dinozzo, and you are Corporal Damon Worth. I am Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Now that we know each other put your hands behind your back."

Damon wasn't in the mood to follow orders. He turned 90 degrees and Gibbs stopped him in his tracks pinch a presser point on his neck, and watched as he fell to the ground unconscious. When that was done Gibbs looked up at Ziva then at Tony, and asked "What the hell are you two doing watching Scooby Doo?"

Hope you liked it.

Agent T