Title: Fifteen Minutes of Fame
Author: Ihave207Bones, SplishySplash
Characters: Tony, Ziva, Abby, McGee, Gibbs
Pairing: Tony/Ziva
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: Tony and Ziva become overnight celebrities
Tony sat on his couch with a soda in his hand and a movie on the TV screen. He took a deep swig of the cola before looking at his watch, which read near noon and he knew eventually he would have to get up and go to work or not. Today the couch felt exceptionally comfy and the movie was relaxing, giving him an escape from the last few days and with a sigh he picked up his cell phone to look at the screen as he contemplated inviting Ziva to bask in the comfort of his couch and the privacy of his home.
She probably didn't want to see him after all they had been together for the past two days, which had to be a record without a death threat.
And the line between them had grown fuzzier. It was always fuzzy because of their constant teasing and light touches, but the way he held her yesterday and her light kiss on his lips had changed the status quo and he wasn't so sure as to which direction it went in, hopefully for the better.
A knock on the door brought him from his thoughts and he padded barefoot to the door to see the woman of his thoughts standing on the other side. She looked at her feet and was quiet, no joke about the college t-shirt that he wore or the holes in his jeans and the shiny wet streaks lined her cheeks as he pushed the door open all the way. He didn't say anything, only holding his arms open for her to step inside and she did, laying her head on the solidness of his chest and wrapping her arms around his waist.
He shut the door lightly and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, resting his head on top of hers and he expected sobs to succumb her body, but only silent tears escaped her buried face and soaked his shirt.
Tony was worried. This wasn't the Ziva he knew, the Ziva he knew would stand up to whoever upset her and he would probably get a call to pick her up from lockup. She had been acting weird since all the excitement started, but this was highly atypical. He wasn't going to question it, only allowing himself to comfort her best that he could.
He wasn't sure how long they stood there, but she looked with her eyes swollen after a long moment and he wiped the streaks from her face before laid her head back on his chest, listening to the soft beating of his heart and his hands slid down her back, resting on the small of her back before he spoke softly. "Do you want to talk about it?" She shook her head and buried her nose into his chest, inhaling the scent of his soap and deodorant. "Would you like something to eat or drink?"
She shook her head and it was a moment longer before she took a deep breath and moved her head to his shoulder, he turned his head to look her in the eye and was unsure of the look that she was giving him. Her next move was slow and deliberate, moving her hand from his waist to thread through his hair and pulling his head closer to hers so that she could press her lips to his in a slow lingering kiss, much like the one the night before.
Tony responded to the kiss like he should have done yesterday and she pushed to deepen the kiss, but he broke it off with his breathing labored. "Ziva wait." He said breathlessly and Ziva stood up on her toes to kiss him again, which he returned before pushing himself away.
She looked at him and he could see the hurt in her face. "Please Tony." She begged, nuzzling her nose against his chin.
He was surprised to hear her beg and he couldn't deny her anything that she wanted and if taking away whatever was bothering her for the time being, then he would do anything for her. Slowly he captured her lips against his and holding her tightly against him, offering her whatever comfort he could provide to make her pain go away. They met kiss for kiss, before his lips traveled down her neck and his hands snaking its way under her shirt as her hands held his head in place.
Ziva let a whimper escape her lips as he nipped the sensitive part of her neck before he pulled the shirt over her head, leaving her in a black singlet. He traced her collarbone down to the swell of her breasts as his hands surrounded her waist before he slowly led them to his bedroom and guided her to lay on the freshly made bed. He bracketed her legs with his own and took his shirt off, tossing it on to the floor and almost immediately her fingers traced the familiar curls of hair.
His hands found their way under her singlet and pulled it off in one swift movement followed by her cargo pants ending up in the pile of clothes around the floor. He stopped for a moment to enjoy her lying on his bed in her black underwear and she all but flushed under his hungry glance. "God Ziva." He whispered, his fingers tracing along the scars and curves of her abdomen. "You are so beautiful."
Tony continued his assault on her neck, placing nipping bites along her shoulder as his calloused hands began to map her long legs that he had imagined since he first saw her walk into NCIS all that time ago and it wasn't long until they were skin for skin.
He filled the void that she was missing, but all thoughts of the baby, Abby, McGee and the entire world disappeared with each whimper and cry that escaped their lips as their bodies became tangled as one. Tony moved slowly and deliberately to bring out every feeling and make her forget what was bothering for the time being before he got it out of her, whatever it was had to have been huge enough for her to come over and beg for his comfort. He would offer it for the rest of his life if he had too to make sure that she never turned up at his door looking lost and hurt.
His slow, deep thrusts picked up as they both neared their peak and it wasn't long until they were both completely sated, laying in tangle breathlessly with her head on his chest and her fingers raking through the hair on his chest. Tony watched her as she watched her fingers with interest and he kissed the crown of her head among her sex tangled hair.
The silence was comforting and she seemed content to keep it that way, but Tony wasn't. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked in a whisper that echoed through his bedroom. She tensed and sat up, searching the floor for her clothing and as she grabbed her singlet he placed a hand around her arm, pulling her back into the bed. "It's okay Ziva if you don't want to talk about it. . ."He pleaded and she sighed, pulling the singlet over her breasts and her underwear on before crawling back under the covers with her back to him. Tony placed a protective arm around her and placed a kiss on her shoulder. "I am here when you are ready, Ziva."
She loosened up enough to cuddle closer to him and slowly fall asleep, leaving Tony to trace lazy patterns on her arm and stomach before he too started to doze off.
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McGee had been looking for Ziva for over an hour, she wasn't at her apartment or the shooting range or the gym so he resorted to asking Tony if he had seen her. Calling gave no answers, Ziva left her phone at NCIS and Tony hadn't answered.
Abby had found the father and he was on his way to interrogation, but McGee wanted to make sure she was alright. He rapped his knuckles against the door as his other hand held his phone, prepared to put a BOLO and Missing Persons report on her if Tony hadn't seen her.
He just wanted it to end and everything to go back to normal, but he was sure that it wouldn't. Ziva would be hard to forgive Abby if she ever did and she would probably resort back to her hollow shell that she became after they rescued her. It had taken them months to scale the walls around her, well mostly Tony, to get close enough to her to make her usual self.
Footsteps from the inside were heavy and McGee sighed, Tony got to take a nap while he had to find Ziva? The door opened and Tony stood on the other side wearing a t-shirt and boxers with his hairs standing on end. "Can I help you McGee?" He asked hoarsely.
McGee gave a weak smile. "You haven't been answering your phone. . ."He answered almost nervously.
He turned around and walked towards his coffee table to pick up his phone which had four missed calls from him. McGee closed the door behind him and shifted his weight. "The sound was off." He said turning back to face him. "Did you need something?"
"I was looking for Ziva." He squeaked and cleared his throat. "She doesn't have her cell phone, she ran out without grabbing it."
"Ziva is here, she's sleeping." Tony answered pointing to his bedroom door that was left slightly ajar and McGee could see her asleep on her side through the crack in the door. "Something was bothering her and it took me a long time to calm her down. . ." He stopped suddenly and frowned. "You know what is bothering her?"
McGee looked away. "She got into a fight with Abby this morning and when I was talking to Abby about it, she overheard Abby same some pretty mean things about her." He answered, scuffing his toe of his shoe against the carpet. "I've been looking for her for over an hour to apologize."
Tony's shoulders deflated. "What did Abby say?" He asked motioning for McGee to take a seat on his leather sofa.
"She found a website on Ziva's computer about fostering and adoption and Abby doesn't think it's such a good idea." Tim started to explain about Ziva trying to do the facial match by hand to avoid Abby and when he took it down to the lab Abby was talking to Gibbs about it. "Gibbs left and I asked her about it, she was insistent that the baby was ruining Ziva's objectivity for the case and that she was just being emotional."
Tony's eyebrow shot up slightly. "Abby said that? I can see Ziva getting angry over that, she is just concentrating on not hurting anybody. . ." He said, trying to lighten the pending doom that he was feeling.
"That isn't what she heard though." McGee interrupted. "Abby asked how Ziva would tell the child about her being an assassin and how many people she has killed." Tony frowned and stood up to pace running a hand through his already messy hair.
"That doesn't matter." He growled. "She isn't an assassin anymore."
"I know that and so does Abby, I just don't know what her problem is." McGee said, standing up to slow Tony's pacing. "I think that if everything was to work out, Ziva would make a great mother whether it's to the little girl you guys saved or her own child. I just wish this case just has to end before anymore damage is done."
Tony nodded and rubbed his eyes. He now understood why she was so upset, Ziva wasn't one to value other people's opinion, but she considered the scientist her friend and she hurt her. "Me too." He said as his phone vibrated from his hand and he pressed it to his ear. "Yes?"
His face fell as he shot McGee a knowing look. "Yeah, we are on our way." He said hanging up the phone. "Abby found a match with the facial recognition program and AFIS. Gibbs is bringing the father into interrogation."
McGee forcefully exhaled and nodded, he already knew that and he was going to bring it up. An end was in sight as Tony disappeared into his bedroom, closing the door to allow Ziva some privacy to wake up and calm down if she was still upset leaving McGee standing awkwardly in his living room, he took his leave and shut the door behind him with a quiet click of the latch.