A/N: My beta wishes me to make clear that I gave her this to read in the middle of a lecture. When we were four rows back and the lecturer was staring at us. And she had to stop herself from giggling.
Dec 12
I can chase freely after my dreams, knowing that your loving arms are there to catch me if I stumble.
The squad room was practically deserted. No one wanted to work late on Friday nights with good reason.
And yet Tony was stuck in the Navy Yard. Not of his own volition – Gibbs had been in a worse mood than usual and had forbidden his team to leave until they finished their case reports. Seeing as their suspect had only confessed after a round with the boss two hours ago, Tony suspected he would be pulling at least an all-nighter and probably wouldn't escape until Saturday afternoon.
McGee, the freak, had somehow already finished, turned everything in to Gibbs' satisfaction and vanished for the weekend. Gibbs himself had disappeared in the direction of his caffeine supplier. Tony had been left alone in the squad room with a Mossad assassin.
He glanced up from his computer screen to double-check that his little ninja was where she was supposed to be. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw her at her desk, head down and hard at work.
"Zee-vah," he called.
Her gaze rose and she stared blankly at him. "What?"
"How are you describing, erm…?" He tailed off, grinning.
She straightened and gave him her best glare. "I do not feel it needs to be mentioned."
His grin widened. "How is not relevant that you tripped over that tree root?"
"I did not trip," she replied.
"So you just flung yourself head-first towards the ground and I prevented you from serious injury by grabbing you?" he teased.
She threw his letter-opener at his head; he tried to duck and fell off his chair instead.
"You stole my letter-opener!" he complained. "I was looking for that!"
Ziva stuck her tongue out at him before returning to her work. Tony continued to smile. He could tease his Mossad hunting dog over this for weeks to come…
"DiNozzo," Gibbs snapped as he reappeared out of thin air.
"Getting off the floor, boss," Tony replied.
