I know I am a dead duck for not updating, sadly the writer's block came back :S anyway, here is the chapter you all deserve after my long rejection of this story...If any of you are Bones followers at all, you might find a familiar sentence in here see if you can spot it! Cookie for the person (people) that do/does :P

Disclaimer: I would love to own the rights for NCIS for like 10 seconds...but we all know that's not going to happen! I also don't own Bones – considering I borrowed a quote...

Tony groaned, a painful shockwave travelling up his spinal cord. What a way to wake up... suppose I deserved that Tony thought, his head still fuzzy from sleep. Tony stretched on Ziva's couch, his neck screaming in protest.

Looking sideways to the wall clock Tony was irked to see it was only 0530 – if the tables were turned, he would be sleeping to at least 0600...Tony quickly sent this thought out and over his head knowing that it was pointless to moan about it – he was not intending on giving Ziva the satisfaction of seeing him in pain.

Tony stood up on slightly unsteady feet, his body refusing to cooperate; this quickly resulted with his toe colliding with Ziva's coffee table. After a string of swear words that would make any sailor proud, Tony bravely limped over to Ziva's fridge, hoping there would be some form of hard liquor to soothe his neck and throbbing toe.
Instead Tony discovered a box of aspirin, conveniently placed atop the fridge Heh. I suppose it is a little bit early for beer... Tony mused, snatching the aspirin box.

Tony jumped slightly as a rush of cool air entered the apartment, peeking around the corner, he noticed Ziva walking over with a small smile, her face slightly flustered from running.

'Good morning Tony' she greeted him, she leaned in to kiss his cheek but he pulled back quickly. Ziva gave him a look of pure confusion 'What is wrong?' she asked after a moment.

Tony narrowed his eyes slightly at the coffee table just visible in the distance 'the last time I checked Sweetcheeks, that coffee table was moved an inch to the right...' he exclaimed.

'What?' Ziva deadpanned looking slightly irritated now.

Tony pointed to his big toe, which was still red 'You rigged that table to collide with my toe!' he announced.

Ziva chuckled slightly before shaking her head 'you are getting paranoid again Tony' she said shrugging off her jacket revealing her olive skin beneath.

She walked closer 'I will get revenge when it suits me' she said coyly kissing him.

Tony jumped as a cold hand connected with his warm neck; surprisingly it was soothing after a moment 'That is the last time we fall asleep on your couch Zee' he moaned, Ziva looked up at him smiling

'And whose fault was that?' she asked, gently massaging his neck with her fingers.

Tony narrowed his eyes again while trying to hold back a moan as Ziva's fingers continued their assault on his aching neck 'Uh, yours! You are the one that fell asleep on me!' he said grinning.

Ziva pressed her dug her fingers in harder, causing him to yelp 'You could have asked me to move' she rebutted.

'Yeah, and risk getting your SIG in my face? I don't think so' he said bluntly causing the ex-Mossad agent to smirk wickedly.

'We have to get ready' Ziva said changing the subject.

Tony looked at her with a grin 'Race you to the shower?'

Ziva wasted no time, darting toward the bathroom.

Abby hummed a tune as she entered her lab, switching on all the lights and her beloved Mass-spec before switching on her music. Sighing, she looked around.
Abby was looking forward to more pranks, but it seemed that Ziva had not yet come up with the perfect retaliation. Of course, she could think of a few...

'Abby?'

Right on time! Abby mused, hearing her friend's voice from the doors to her lab.

Abby turned and smiled 'Hi Ziva! What can I do for you?' she asked chirpily. Ziva casually began walking around the silver table, a contemplating look on her face.

'Oh, Timmy told me about Tony's recent prank! Apparently it was really...' Abby's light hearted comment immediately stopped when Ziva glared at her.

'Thank you Abby...' she said stiffly.

Abby gave a slightly anxious chuckle before turning back to her computer, eyes wide 'Well, are you going to get him back?' she asked turning back around, a Caf-Pow in her slim hands.

Ziva pursed her lips 'Yes, I was hoping...'

Abby gave an evil little laugh, a sense of déjà vu falling upon Ziva from a loudspeaker in the interrogation room 'Of COURSE I will help you! Ohhhhh... I can think of so many ways to annoy Tony! You could get away with it too, considering you are his girlfriend!' she gushed while stressing the last word in her mini-rant.

Ziva rolled her eyes but her slight smile confirmed Abby's suspicion 'What do you have in mind?' Ziva asked her curiosity peaked.

Abby shuffled closer, her eyes sparkling mysteriously 'What is the one thing Tony can't live without?' she asked as if it was the easiest thing in the world.

Ziva frowned 'Pepperoni pizza with extra cheese? Food in general? Annoying McGee?' she questioned listing some of the possibilities off on her fingers. Abby's eyes flashed when she mentioned annoying McGee 'No...Come on Ziva! It's not that hard' she moaned.

Ziva smiled, as it finally clicked 'His movies' she said rolling her eyes again.

'Aww! I was hoping you were going to say he couldn't live without YOU! That would just bring the fluffiness and cheesiness just up to my liking! But, yes' she said with a slight pout.

Ziva gave a short laugh before smiling at Abby 'Thank you Abby... I know what to do' she said walking toward the door.

When the soft sound of the elevator was heard, Abby smiled before plopping herself down onto her chair while muttering 'I wish Tony would just drop the game for a minute and propose to Ziva...I mean come on! I already have the whole wedding planned...' she mused quietly while giving Bert the Hippo a tight squeeze.

After a long day, Tony was exhausted – not only had he been slapped 5 times by Gibbs in the last hour, but the case placed before the team was long and problematic. Tony quickly gathered his things and looked over to Ziva's empty desk; she had left an hour ago for a mandatory check up with the doctor, thanks to the Director, so that meant no movie night... Ahh well, solo night! He mused half heartedly while moving toward the elevator.

Ping!

Tony was surprised to see a familiar face in the elevator.

'Abby! I thought you already went home?' Tony asked, happy to have someone to talk to on the ride down.

Abby shrugged 'I forgot my car keys; I got all the way down to the car park too! Then I remembered that I put them in my office and not in my bag' she explained, looking annoyed with herself.

Tony gave her a small smile 'so what has our favourite Goth got planned for this fine Monday evening?' he asked.

Abby shrugged again 'I don't know, bowling with the nuns got cancelled this week because Sister Wendy broke her leg, we had to put it off till next week! I was on a winning streak too!' she said pouting 'Might invite myself over to McGee's...what about you? Got a hot date with Ziva?' she asked suggestively.

Tony gave a chuckle before shaking his head 'Nope, not tonight! Ziva had a doctor's appointment so I am probably just gonna pick up a pizza, go home and watch a movie...' he said smiling at the thought.

Abby gave a small grin, unnoticed by Tony 'Right...a doctor's appointment' she said trying to sound casual.

Abby's mind flashed back to a phone call she received earlier in the day...

Abby was bored. She was waiting for a hit from CODIS and so far, she was between a rock and a hard place. Leaning on her fist, her cheek pressed up close to her right eye, Abby began to doze. She jumped as her phone rang loudly beside her ear.

'No Gibbs I don't have anything! And I was definitely not sleeping just then... you are imagining it!' she fired into the receiver quickly.

'It is not Gibbs Abby' a feminine voice responded sounding amused.

Abby exhaled and leaned back on her fist lazily 'Ziva! Don't scare me like that!' she moaned. Abby heard a chuckle from Ziva before she spoke again 'I just thought I would let you know I have a doctor's appointment this afternoon' she said easily.

Abby frowned 'Really? I thought that was tomorrow morning!'

'No, it got moved...' she stressed.

'Mov- OH riiiiight gotcha!' she said after listening closer.

Abby heard a sigh from Ziva's end 'I have to go. Just wanted to let you know' she said finally, Abby grinned 'You are an evil woman Ziva, now go and get your revenge!' she exclaimed.

'Revenge Abby? I hope that is one of your motives for this case...'

Abby quickly hung up the phone and turned to face Gibbs, who was bearing 'The Almighty Caf-Pow'.

'Uh, I'll get back to you on that one, ooh! Look Gibbs! Your freaky gut made my CODIS results appear...' Abby continued, turning to face the screen intently.

'Abby? Abs? You there?'

'Huh?' Abby exclaimed, grabbing Tony's hand that had previously been shaking her shoulder tightly.

'I said I will see you tomorrow. You must be coming down from your caffeine fix early!' Tony joked before releasing himself from her Ziva-like grip.

Abby waved goodbye to Tony's retreating form while smiling. Heading toward her car, the only thing on her mind was telling McGee what Ziva had planned.

Ziva smiled as she successfully discovered Tony's spare key, unlocking the door, she causally entered the apartment. Switching on the lights, Ziva made her way over to Tony's movie collection. Ziva frowned, how men could find the movie they wanted to watch was beyond her – Ziva's own movies were in alphabetical order for quick access, while Tony's (and what Ziva presumed was the whole male population) were placed in a 'Good movies top left- crap, bottom right' style.

Ziva bit her lip, trying to figure out where to start- she jumped when her phone buzzed quietly in her pocket.

Hope U have started Ziva! Tony is on his way home now! U have half an hour!

- Abby :)

Ziva groaned and quickly began yanking the DVD's and assorted videos from the shelf, while using her photographic memory to remember exactly where each DVD was placed. After finishing, Ziva smiled, satisfied with her work and after taking one last look, she snuck back out of the apartment – making sure everything looked semi-untouched.

Tony whistled as he unlocked his door, his stomach growling loudly as the pizza box in his arms continued to let off its delicious aroma.

Okay, I got the pizza...now all I need is a movie!
He thought happily, placing the box on the coffee table, Tony quickly approached his movie shelf.

Looking over the titles in the top left section, Tony finally decided on a classic Singin' in the Rain...

Ahh, a little Gene Kelly and Donald O' Connor... Tony mused, snapping open the case. He was shocked to see a different movie disc appear before him.

'Titanic? Irony much?' Tony muttered aloud, surprised at his lack of care of this particular classic.

Tony moved the case aside and smiled as he noticed another familiar title The Sound Of Music, one of Ziva's favourites.

Humming slightly, Tony snapped open the case and was once again surprised.

'Silence of the Lambs?' Tony spluttered placing the case down. Tony frowned at his assortment of DVD's and videos, this was beginning to look less like something he would do by accident...

To be completely sure, Tony continued to open cases.

10 cases later, Tony was getting fed up, his copy of 'Bad Boys' had been replaced with 'Happy Gilmore'...Tony groaned, realising this was payback. All of his DVD's and even some of his videos had been tampered with – this became evident when a note appeared in the 'Avatar' case atop 'The day The Earth stood still' disc.

Getting tired of this Tony? I hope I have proved my point...

Ziva :) xx

Tony scrunched the note up and picked up his mobile.

'That was cold David, ice cold' Tony muttered lowly into the phone. Tony heard a chuckle 'It could have been worse Tony, you could have come home to no movies at all and let me tell you, it was one of my possibilities...I was planning to put a ransom note in their place' she continued, her voice indicating just how much she was enjoying this.

'You wouldn't...' he asked mortified

'Why would I not? I put you in a grass skirt, why should I stop at that?' she retorted smugly.

Tony narrowed his eyes 'Because you love me?' he tried.

'Yes, but that is not going to stop this game...'

'I have no intention of stopping the game Sweet-cheeks' he said coolly.

Tony could hear the smile on her face as she had the final word 'Good. Now if you will excuse me, I have an early appointment tomorrow, goodnight Tony'

Tony listened as the phone disconnected, before looking at his DVD shelf with a sigh- why do I have so many DVD's? Tony mused as he began to sort, his pizza lay forgotten on the table.

I hope this made up for my horrible lack of updates... please tell me whether you want me to continue – I am keeping the option open, so all ideas and comments are welcome :)

Thanks for reading!