Title: Na le'hakeer et marat Cooper
Rating: R
Category: Casefic/Romance
Genre: Het
Pairing: Gibbs/Ziva
Summary: Gibbs and Ziva have been dreaming of one another. What happens when they're forced to play husband and wife?
Disclaimer: The characters herein belong to DPB, CBS, Paramount, et al. No copyright infringement is intended.
A/N: I can't believe this as taken so long to update, for that I apologise, I've had a nightmare with my laptop and it had to be sent away to be fixed which took them 3 weeks, anyway it's back now and this should be updated more frequently again. Thank you for continuing to read and all the lovely comments you leave.
Ziva stirred a smile still on her face from the night before, she rolled over expecting to find Gibbs still asleep next to her, instead she found the bed empty. Glancing sleepily around the room she found it had been tidied, his uniform was no longer strewn across the floor, instead it was neatly folded on a chair waiting to be sent to the dry cleaners.
She slipped from the bed, wrapping the sheet around herself as she crossed to her closet, picking out matching lingerie she dropped the sheet and slid into them; walking back into the bedroom she quickly remade their bed, before heading into the bathroom. She spotted one of his t-shirts lying on top of the washing hamper, picking it up she slid it over her head, smiling at the fact it smelt of coffee and sawdust and something unidentifiable and yet so distinctly him.
Padding down the stairs she spotted him sitting at the kitchen table, dressed simply in jeans and a sweatshirt, his glasses were perched on the end of his nose as he read the paper that was spread on the table in front of him, the coffee in his mug filled the room with its rich aroma and she paused in the doorway, leaning silently against the doorframe just watching him for a while before she spoke, "Good morning..."
He looked up from his paper and smiled as he spotted her, "Good morning" He lifted his hand to remove his glasses.
"Oh they suit you... Leave them on..." She left her position in the doorway and began to cross the kitchen towards him, "You look like a hot college professor, you know the type that all the freshman secretly fancy but do not understand why because you are old enough to be their father..."
He laughed slightly, "Are you calling me old Ziva?"
She grinned as she slid her leg over him and came to rest straddling his lap; loosely wrapping her arms around his neck she gently kissed him, "I am saying it is fortunate I am far too old to be considered a freshman..."
He laughed and kissed her, "You're still young enough to be my daughter..."
She shrugged, "Do you think that bothers me?" she slid her hand into his hair, pulling him towards her as she dipped her head and slowly kissed him, her tongue sliding into his mouth and gently caressing his own, pulling away she rested her forehead on his.
He smiled, "I'm going to guess no... What is your father going to think?"
She sighed and leant back resting her hands on his shoulder, pausing for a moment to think before looking into his eyes, "My entire life has been spent pleasing my father, following the path he has set out for my life... Now it is my turn to make the decisions. I want to decide who I want in my life, who I want to marry, who I want to make my family with and I want you..."
He wrapped his arms tightly around her pulling her back against him, "I love you..."
She smiled, "I love you too..." She laughed slightly as his hand travelled into her hair pulling her down to him, her eyes closing as his lips met hers, kissing her deeply his hand playing with the hemline of her t-shirt. She moaned as his fingers brushed across the small of her back and he broke away from the kiss, pushing her back against the table and sliding the t-shirt up her body he dropped his head gently placing kisses across her torso, slowly moving up towards the bottom of her breasts as she moaned contentedly.
She sighed in frustration as the doorbell rang and he pulled away; she sat upright and leaned into him, "Just ignore it, maybe they will go away..." she kissed him again shifting slightly on his lap and turning her attention to his neck she reached into his hair, tilting his head back to give herself better access she began gently sucking at his skin, pulling away as she heard the doorbell ring for the second time, closely followed by several loud knocks, she sighed and gently kissed the end of his nose before removing herself from his lap, "Don't move, I'll get rid of them and then we can continue where we left off..."
She smoothed her t-shirt down and began to cross the kitchen when she heard him call her name, turning round she looked at him questioningly and he gently touched his neck and she realised the mark he had left on her neck the night before was clear for anyone to see, she shifted the neckline of her t-shirt slightly to cover it and looked to him again, he nodded and she smiled in response before turning and walking through to the hall. Opening the front door a crack she hid behind it, simply poking her head around to see who was outside, to her surprise she found Tony standing on the doorstep, she hissed at him, "What are you doing here?"
He smiled at her, "I just came to spend a little time with two friends... Aren't you going to invite me in?" With that he pushed past her and into the hallway, he turned to face her. "Nice t-shirt Zee-vah... Where's the boss man?"
She pushed the door closed before turning and calling through to the kitchen, "James we have a visitor..."
She stood behind Tony looking thoroughly frustrated as Gibbs appeared from the kitchen, "DiNozzo what are you doing here?"
"Well boss you didn't seem so happy when you left last night so I thought I'd make sure you were both okay..."
Gibbs arched an eyebrow, "You thought you'd just ruin the case for us?"
Tony stuttered, "What? No boss..."
"You didn't stop to think that someone might wonder what an NCIS special agent was doing at the house this early on a Sunday morning?" Gibbs leant back against the wall, his arms folded across his chest and his displeasure apparent.
Tony looked a little uncomfortable, "No one saw me boss..."
Ziva turned to him, "Tony this is a quiet neighbourhood and you were hammering on the door at nine AM... I think you wanted someone to see you... I think you want this to go wrong..."
"Of course that's not what I want!"
Her eyes flashed with anger as she turned to him, "I think that's exactly what you want, I think you are jealous Tony... What is it? Do you wish you were playing my husband instead? Did it not last long enough for you the last time? Is this what you want Tony?" she leant into him kissing him deeply before pushing him away, "Happy now?"
With that she turned away, storming out towards the kitchen, Tony moved to follow her but Gibbs stepped forward blocking his path, "I think you've done enough DiNozzo... Go back to Washington."
He watched him leave before heading into the kitchen, Ziva was standing at the sink splashing water onto her face, Gibbs picked up a towel and crossed to her, letting her dry her face before pulling her into a hug. She clung to him, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that, I don't know why I did..."
He held her at arms length as he brushed her hair behind her ear, "You were angry... you acted impulsively, it's understandable..."
She took a deep breath, "Do you forgive me?"
He sighed, "Zee there's nothing to forgive..." She looked up into his eyes and found no anger in them at all, just concern. He smiled slightly at her, "I love you..."
"I love you too..." She reached up and gently kissed him, smiling for the first time as she felt his arms wrap reassuringly around her waist. She paused in his embrace for a moment before pulling away, "What did I do to deserve you?"
He smiled, "Y'know I'm always asking myself what a gruff old man like me did to get some like you to fall in love with me."
She gently stroked his cheek, "Well you were grumpy, irritable..." She grinned at the look on his face, "Loyal and the first person who treated me as a person and not just an asset. You convinced me I was worth something as me and not just for my abilities as a killer..." she smiled and gently kissed him, "Like it or not you are not as much of a bastard as you like to make people think you are... Now I have a meal to prepare, so I am going to shower and begin, you can stay out of my way in the workshop..."
He smiled and gently kissed her, "Yes miss..."
Ziva laughed and pushed him away, swiping at his retreating back with the towel before heading upstairs and quickly showering. Her thoughts focused entirely on the man she was so completely in love with as the warm water ran over her body, incredibly relieved he had been so understanding of her rash actions. Stepping out of the shower she moved to the wardrobe and picked out her outfit for the evening; after dressing she made her way back to the kitchen and was standing at the counter preparing vegetables when he reappeared, approaching her from behind he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and leant down gently placing kisses across the exposed skin of her neck, "Anything I can do to help?"
She nodded slightly, "You can stop distracting me before I add my fingers to this pile of vegetables..."
He laughed slightly and moved away, smiling as she put the knife down and moved towards him, her hand reaching up and stroking his cheek as she pressed her lips to his, her other hand grabbed a section of his sweatshirt and pulled him closer to her. He smiled as she pulled out of the kiss and wrapped her arms around him resting her head on his chest, "Mmm... You smell good..."
He laughed, "I smell of sawdust..."
She nodded and kissed his chest through his shirt, "Sawdust, coffee and maybe a little bourbon..."
He smiled and kissed the top of her head, she looked up at him slowly wrapping her arms around his neck, "I love the way you smell. It's unique and I find it... comforting. I like the fact I can walk into a coffee shop and the smell makes me think of you... makes me smile."
He leant down and kissed her before easily lifting her onto the end of the counter and moving to stand between her legs, "I think all this playing husband and wife is making you soft..."
At once he felt her stiffen in his arms, "You loved Shannon whilst you were a sniper... Why can't I love you and still be able to function fully without 'going soft'. Because I am a woman?"
He smiled at the flash of anger in her eyes, "I'm teasing Zee... For the record I love the way you smell..."
She pouted slightly, "You are just saying that."
He leant forward and kissed her deeply, resting his forehead on hers as he pulled away, "If I were just saying that would I know that you smell of French Vanilla, Blackberry Honey and the slightest trace of gunpowder..."
He moved away slightly and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth despite her best efforts to keep a frown on her face, "I suppose not..."
He smiled and kissed her again, "We both have sides we keep hidden from the rest of the world..."
She smiled pulling him back towards her, "Perhaps that is why you and I work so well together..."
She closed her eyes as she rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart and drinking in his smell as he wrapped his arms around her. Their peace was broken as the doorbell rang and Gibbs pulled away, "I'll go and see who it is..."
Ziva nodded and hopped down off the counter turning her attention back to vegetables as he made his way through the house and opened the front door. He was unable to hide his surprise at the person he found standing on the doorstep, "Hollis..."
The blonde turned to him and smiled, "Hello Jethro..."
He frowned and ushered her inside, "I'm undercover... What are you doing here?"
She wandered casually through to the living room and turned waiting for him to follow her, "I'm in Washington for a few days, I popped into NCIS and Special Agent DiNozzo gave me this address, he thought I might like to see you..."
"I bet he did..." Gibbs murmured under his breath before raising his voice to a level that would allow her to hear him, "I think you'd better leave..."
She was barely able to conceal the hurt in her eyes as she took a step towards him, "I've only just got here Jethro, I've missed you..."
He took a step away from her, keeping the distance between them, "I can't say the same..."
Meanwhile Ziva had begun to wonder what was taking Gibbs so long, she quietly left the kitchen and followed the sound of voices; she smiled slightly as she spotted Gibbs standing in the living room, "James, is there a problem?" She stepped into the room and for the first time spotted the familiar figure standing in front of him, her eyes narrowed slightly as she tensed, "Hollis... What a pleasant surprise."
Gibbs turned to her and at once spotted the vegetable knife she had absent-mindedly carried with her from the kitchen, he noted her knuckles begin to whiten as her grip on it tightened as Hollis continued to speak to him, ignoring her he crossed to Ziva, putting a hand on each shoulder as he gently kissed her forehead, before lightly running them down her arms until he reached her hands, gently loosening her grip on the knife he removed it from her hand and placed it on the coffee table, "Lt. Colonel Mann was just leaving..." He took a step towards her, "Weren't you..."
Hollis looked coolly between the pair of them, "The rumours are true then... You and her..."
"I don't think that's any of your business."
She fixed her attention on Gibbs, "It's a shame, I never had you down as some sort of cradle snatcher. You realise you'll just spend your life waiting for her to get bored of you and run off with someone her own age, you'd be much better off with me..."
Ziva gave her a look that would have turned most to stone, "How dare you..."
Hollis tossed a quick glance in her direction before turning her attention back to Gibbs, "You know it's true, what we shared..."
At that Ziva launched herself at her, seeing it coming Gibbs sprang into action and reached out grabbing her, the force of stopping her sending the pair of them spinning around. As they stopped turning Ziva wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and looked down at him before leaning down and kissing him, her arms travelling around his neck as her tongue slid into his mouth as she slowly kissed him. After a few moments he pulled away looking slightly amused, "Feeling better?"
She smiled, "A little..."
She leant down to kiss him again but he leant back slightly arching an eyebrow, "Don't push your luck..."
She laughed, "Sorry boss..."
He smiled as he released her from his grip, "It's about time you remembered that..."
She laughed quietly and wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning into him as she turned to Hollis, "We have guests coming for dinner, I think it really is time for you to go now..."
Hollis looked at the pair of them and saw the way he was relaxed in her embrace, his arms casually draped around her. The two of them were comfortable with each other in a way that they never had been and she noticed there was something in his eyes when he looked at Ziva that he had never had when he looked at her. She nodded, "I'll see myself out..."
Gibbs waited to hear the door close before looking down at Ziva, "Was that a little bit of jealousy I sensed sweetheart?"
She looked up at him and rolled her eyes, "You don't have to sound quite so pleased about it."
He smiled as he leant down and kissed her, "Nice to know you care..."
She rolled her eyes once again, "Of course I care... Now go and have a shower, our guests will be here in half an hour..."
Half an hour later Gibbs was finishing setting the table in the dining room when the doorbell rang, he turned towards the kitchen and smiled as he saw Ziva looking so at home surrounded by pots and pans, "I'll get it..."
She looked up at him and smiled as she nodded, "Thank you"
Walking through the house he answered the door to their guests and smiled, "Come in, Suri's just finishing in the kitchen..."
He showed them through to the living room as Ziva joined them, gently wrapping her arms around him from behind and kissing his back before stepping in front of him and greeting their friends. "Dinner will be ready shortly, James could you help me in the kitchen..."
He smiled, "Sure." He followed her out into the kitchen and watched as she worked her magic, pulling dishes from the oven and arranging things on serving plates, he moved to stand behind her and gently kissed her neck, "You're very good at this y'know..."
She turned round smirking and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Don't think I'm cooking like this every night once we're actually married, not with the hours my slave driver of a boss makes me work..."
He smirked in response, "Yeah I hear he's a right piece of work."
"He is quite hot though, some say it is his only redeeming feature..."
He smiled, "Only quite hot?"
She tilted her head as she looked at him, "Okay so he is very, very, very hot..." As she spoke she punctuated each very with a lingering kiss.
He laughed in response, "I love you..."
"I love you too..." She playfully pushed him away and picked up two serving dishes, "now take this through."
He smiled taking the dishes from her and carrying them through to the dining room.
Dinner was a relaxed affair and the conversation flowed easily until Adam turned to Gibbs, "So James you have a boat if I remember rightly..."
Gibbs nodded as he swallowed his mouthful, "I do, down in the Keys..."
Adam smiled, "Then perhaps you could give us some advice, we're thinking of buying one."
"Sure... I built mine but I know a thing of two about the market, they're not cheap..."
Adam nodded, "We know, but I had an old aunt die recently, I'm her only living relative so she left me a fair amount of money and with the way the economy is at the moment there doesn't seem to be much point in investing in shares or anything so we figured we may as well treat ourselves. We're thinking of splitting the cost with Dave, get something really nice y'know..."
Gibbs smiled slightly, "Well if you see something you like let me know and I'll give it a look... What you thinking of spending?"
Adam shrugged, "I dunno, between us maybe a million, a little bit more, my aunt left me quite a lot..."
At that point the sound of the phone ringing in the hallway filled the room, Ziva rose from her seat, "Excuse me, I should answer that..."
With that she disappeared from the room, smiling on her return fifteen minutes later and taking her seat, "Sorry that was my mother, she is impossible to get off the phone."
Sally smiled, "So your family have no issues... With the age gap..."
"Oh no! Not at all, my parents are not together anymore and my mother quite frequently informs me that if it were not for the fact I found him first she would have quite willingly married him, it is rather embarrassing actually..." She smiled as Gibbs reached over and squeezed her hand.
After finishing the meal the group moved through to the living room, Ziva curled up against Gibbs on the sofa as the conversation continued well into the night. Ziva and Gibbs saw their friends out together, his arm gently draped around her waist as she watched them walk down the driveway, waving as they reached the bottom she pushed the front door closed and yawned, "Time for bed I think..."
With that she began to walk towards the stairs, stopping in her tracks as Gibbs caught her hand before pulling her back to him, "Calling for an update on the possibility of grandchildren was she... Your mother?"
Ziva rolled her eyes, "Okay so I called the house phone from my mobile, I wanted the chance to call McGee from the office. He looked into the records, neither Adam nor Dave have received inheritances from aunts or anybody else in the past year, and he can't find any accounts in either of their names that contains that sort of money, even when you combine all the savings we can find it only totals around $300,000. He is going to dig deeper but if they do have that sort of money somewhere it's not in their names and they're lying about where they got it from."
Gibbs nodded thoughtfully as he took in the information she was telling him, "So Adam and Dave just put themselves at the top of our suspect list..."
Ziva nodded, "Maybe we'll be out of here sooner rather than later..."