Thanks for the reviews peeps. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I thought this would be a cute twist, and I just had to have them shout at each other...I hope you enjoy it! There is a pretty good TIVA moment in this, I think.

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The bullpen was silent for the rest of the day. McGee finally understood why Gibbs had written Rule 12. If Ziva and Tony had obeyed it, circumstances would not be like this. There seemed to be a huge tear in the team, an awkwardness in the air.

Gibbs sighed. He could not do this. Ziva and Tony had created such a large hole in his heart, he felt so guilty. The phone rang. It was a new case.

"Gear up, gotta new case." Gibbs' voice was back to Gibbsish. Yet the team was not back to teamish. There would usually be DiNozzo groaning, Ziva joking and pulling him along, and McGee being called one of his numerous nicknames. Yet it was silent. Ziva, Tony and McGee trailed behind Gibbs silently, McGee caught in the middle. It was worse in the van.

Tony was driving, Ziva had given up without a fight or a comment. And poor McGee was squished in the middle. It all started then.

The silence became unbearable. Until Tony wanted to start a conversation.

"How are you guys?" Tony's voice was strained, he tried to look happy, to act happy and to try to turn the mood back into 'there is nothing wrong, everything is fine'.

"I'm...err...great Tony." McGee responded. They turned to Ziva.

"What do you think I am. Rejoicing?" Ziva snapped, her face frozen in anger.

"Ziva...I really wanted to marry you. It wasn't a joke. Ever," Tony snapped back, "You think I wasn't hurt? When you left me, on the floor, kneeling, watching you throw that ring? Do you think I don't love you? That ring hit me straight in the heart. I loved you and you left." Ziva's mouth was in a tight-line, the lips becoming white. McGee was trying to shrink back, to be invisible. oh great he thought why on the hell do I always get stuck in the middle of all this...

"Yes. It just happened that Abby comes in. It just happened that everyone was there. You think I wasn't hurt? You've hurt me too many times, Tony. You've left such deep scars, that will never heal. You just cut me again, again and again. You are going to kill me some day. That was such a great joke. I hope you enjoyed it." Ziva's voice was so bitter, so furious. The car screeched to a stop. They had not reached their destination, but Tony climbed out. Ziva followed suit.

"I did not enjoy it Ziva! Is this just some excuse to tell me that you don't love me, that you just reject me? You could have just told me there! You are a cruel woman, Ziva David! A cruel, heartbreaking woman!" He jabbed a finger at Ziva. McGee was so scared he decided to inform Gibbs.

"G..G...Gibbs." Tony and Ziva were screaming now.

"Uh...boss, please come and rescue us! Were at 144 Stratham Street, Gordon. Please, Tony and Ziva are arguing like..."

"Be right there."

"You call me a cruel, heartbreaking woman, DiNozzo? Do you think it is funny to play such a practical joke on a woman? I loved you DiNozzo, loved you more than anything in the world! You!" Ziva cried, "Yes, you! You have broken my heart truly! And you make it worse! You rub it in! I was prepared to say yes, DiNozzo, oh, yes. I was prepared to give up anything to be with you, to make you happy. But, no! It is not enough for you, you selfish brat! No!" Ziva felt hysterical. She wanted to kill the man before her.

"You are blaming it on me? I love you Ziva! I never knew that Abby, McGee, Gibbs and Jenny would be there! Never! You must have hated me before, if you terrorised me in such a manner! You try to push the blame on me, to make me crack, so that you could be the I never do anything wrong Ziva David. You witch!" Tony screamed.

"You moronic bastard!" At that, Ziva leapt at Tony, and slapped him, before twisting his arm. Tony kicked at her stomach, making her fall back. He then lunged at her, straddled her and slapped her across the face again. The tussled, and Ziva ended up on top. Strangely, they were in an intimate position yet the slapping, hitting and kicking completely changed that. Tony ended up on top, finally.

"Powerless, David?" Tony managed a cocky, wry smile, that didn't reach his bitter eyes. Suddenly, out of compulsion, he leant down and kissed Ziva passionately. Funnily, Ziva responded with equal enthusiasm, arms tangled around each other.

McGee was watching in the truck. He wanted to go out there, to stop them, yet would he be able to stop these two powerful people? And eeewww...what was going on now? No need for that. Finally, he heard a car screech to a stop nearby, and a door slam.

"Gibbs," McGee breathed, feeling safe once more. He clambered out of the truck, his hands clammy with sweat.

"What on the hell do ya think your doing, DiNozzo, David?" Gibbs screeched, giving each the death glare. It seemed as if they had made up. Immediately, they jumped apart, giving each other a death glare.

"Her fault, boss," "His fault, Gibbs." was immediately heard. Each pointed at the other, hands trembling. The tension came back.

"So you have made up?" Gibbs' eyebrows lifted disbelievingly.

"No," was the definite answer from both. Tony walked forward and slapped Ziva across the cheek, while Ziva slapped Tony. The hate had returned, through this "slap-fest". This reminded McGee of the time Ziva and Abby slapped each other over Gibbs' memory loss.

"Stop!" Gibbs cried, and wrenched the two apart. "DiNozzo, come with me. David, you and McGee continue on to the crime scene with the van. Get going." McGee watched, dazed, as Ziva stalked angrily back to the car, started the engine, and zoomed off, making McGee feel rather sick...

I hope you enjoyed this. So...what will happed after this small kissing fest? Will Ziva and Tony ever make up? Poor McGee, getting caught in all this. Next up is a fantastic Abby scene...

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