Tiva: A Love Story
Chapter title: Paradise
Author: tivamcabby5
Rating: T
Disclaimer: NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED. I do not own NCIS or any of its characters, but the story is mine.
Since it has taken me so long to update, here's a long one.
Hours had passed, and the amount of people at the reception was slowly declining as people decided to call it a night and go home. All that were left was Gibbs, Tony, Ziva, Ducky, and Abby and McGee, who were nowhere to be found. There were some workers of the fancy hotel that were cleaning up, but otherwise, not much was happening.
Gibbs walked across the dance floor, which was now empty except for himself, and Tony and Ziva, who had been slowly dancing for over an hour. Gibbs placed a hand on Tony's shoulder. Tony was immediately surprised and broken out of his trance.
"Huh?" Tony said, not wanting to stop dancing with his wife. "Boss? Hey! What's up?"
"Well, DiNozzo, if you haven't noticed, almost everyone has left," Gibbs said, motioning around the reception area.
"Oh, no…I didn't notice…"
"I can tell."
Ziva, who had been looking on quietly at the two men, finally spoke up. "Gibbs, what time is it?"
"Just past one o'clock. You two have been dancing alone, with no music, for a while."
"Hmm…I didn't even notice," Ziva said, staring lovingly into Tony's eyes. Tony stared back, and ignored his boss. He leaned in to Ziva again and kissed her slowly.
"Tony! Ziva! Hey, you lovebirds!" Gibbs said impatiently, breaking the two apart. "Your plane for Aruba leaves at 0800. That's less than seven hours. You need to go home and pack!"
"Fine," a defeated Tony said. "Hey, where are Probie and Abs?"
"I'd check the closet…" Ziva smiled. She had seen Tim and Abby stumble into a wall, making out.
Gibbs walked over to the coat closet that no one had actually put anything in. He opened the door to find Abby pinned up against the side of the closet, passionately kissing McGee. Gibbs coughed loudly. They didn't notice. Tony and Ziva walked over and looked in.
"Probie!" Tony yelled. McGee pulled back and saw his team staring at him. "This is my wedding reception, man! Why are you the one making out?"
"Um…I…umm…I can explain, Boss," McGee stuttered. "We, umm….this isn't Abby's fault…"
Gibbs just smiled. He looked at Abby's surprised and embarrassed face and said, "Glad to see you two finally woke up and saw what was right in front of you. Now let's go."
Abby and McGee scrambled out of the closet and ran to get their coats. The group left the hotel and went to their respective homes.
"Ziiivaaaaa," Tony loudly whispered. "Wake up, Sweetcheeks! You're snoring! And the flight attendant is probably on her way back here to ask you to be quiet!"
"Huh?" Ziva said groggily. "Tony? Oh, hello, my Little Hairy Butt…" She yawned. "Are we almost there?"
"Another half hour, honey," Tony said as Ziva yawned again and stretched.
Yawn. "Okay…" she replied sleepily.
"Ahhh….I LOVE Aruba!!!" Tony said as soon as the taxi had dropped them off at their expensive hotel and they gone up to their hotel room. He opened up the French doors that looked out onto the water. "It's beautiful, Zi…just like you."
Ziva smiled and quickly kissed her husband. "Tony," she said after she had pulled away. "What do you say to a walk on the beach?"
"I say that's a great idea, Sweetcheeks. You go get changed, and I'll wait right here for you."
Ziva returned wearing her famous black bikini with a white tube top dress as a cover-up. Tony stared and smiled as he led her out of the French doors onto the cool sand.
The two walked hand-in-hand along the beach until it started to get dark. They walked back into their hotel room and as soon as they had closed the curtains, Ziva turned to her husband. "Kiss me, Tony," she said, pleading for him to take her in his strong arms. And he did.
They flopped onto the bed and stripped each other of their clothes. "Tony," Ziva said. "I have waited…so long…for this."
"Me too, Ziva," he said as he leaned into her slim body. The two became one, and they made love throughout the night.
When they had woken up, the two were still exhausted. "Good morning, Tony," Ziva said, rolling over towards him.
"Morning?" Tony asked quizzically. "Zi, it's almost 1300."
"Oh. So that is why I am so hungry."
Tony laughed. "How about a picnic on the beach? We could also go scuba diving and see all the pretty fish…although I'm over 100 percent positive none of them are as pretty as you, my love."
"That's sounds great, Tony. I will go get ready."
A/N: Okay, because I don't want this chapter to be too long and boring, I'm not going to write about the rest of the honeymoon. All they do is normal honeymoon-in-Aruba stuff, whatever that may be. And if I get a whole bunch of reviews yelling at me, that will crush my self esteem (okay, no it won't, but whatever, I don't like bad reviews!)
The two agents, now totally tanned and exhausted from their exciting honeymoon, drove home from the airport, talking the whole way.
"Well, my Little Hairy Butt, now that we are home, we can get ready to move into our new house!"
"Whoa…I totally forgot about that," Tony said as he turned into the parking lot of their apartment building. "We were kinda…otherwise occupied…"
Ziva smiled. She and Tony dragged their suitcases into the apartment building. Tony fumbled with the key, opened the door, flicked on the light, and dropped his suitcase in astonishment.
Everything was gone. Absolutely gone. The only things left were the old ceiling fan and the refrigerator.
"Oh. My. God," Ziva said, horrified. All of their furniture was gone. They had been robbed. "Tony, we've been…we've been…"
"I know…" he replied, stunned.
"We've got to call the police, Tony," Ziva said, pulling out her cell phone. She dialed the first number.
"Wait! No! Don't call the police!" a voice shouted from behind the kitchen counter.
"Abby?" Tony asked, extremely confused.
"Surprise!" Abby yelled as she, McGee, Ducky, and Jimmy Palmer leaped out from behind different spots in the empty apartment.
"What? What are you doing here?" Ziva asked.
Gibbs walked out from what had been their bedroom. "Tony, Ziva, while you were away, we all moved everything into your new home," he said.
Ziva ran to Gibbs and hugged him. "Oh, Gibbs! Thank you so much! How can we ever thank you?"
"You could invite me over for coffee sometime, I guess."
Ziva ran back to Tony and hugged him. "Let's go home, Zi," he said to her, smiling at his friends.
Tony and Ziva awoke for the first time in their new home. After having pulled yet another all-nighter, they had slept late. Even though it was Sunday, Ziva still scrambled to get up and get on with her day. Tony woke up half an hour later and joined his wife in the large kitchen.
"So, Sweetcheeks, how does it feel to be home?" Tony asked her, putting his arm around her waist.
"It feels amazing, Tony," she replied. "we still need to unpack everything else though." She pointed to ten or so boxes stacked against the wall.
Tony sighed. "Guess we better get to work then, huh, Zi."
A/N: Thank you to all my loverly readers! And I am SO sorry I haven't updated in so long! Thanks for sticking with me!
OMG guess what I got for Christmas???? Wait for it….BERT THE FARTING HIPPO!!!!! My dad bought a regular stuffed animal hippo and he and my mom preformed "surgery" on it and implanted a whoopee cushion and a PVC pipe…don't ask how they did it, because I have NO IDEA.
Anyways…I'll try to update ASAP, because we are on winter break now, until January 4th. Please review!
