The last chapter! Sorry for the ages long update time...I have exams, and believe me, they SUCK! Many people just wanted a happy ending to this fairytale without more angst, and here it is. Its TIVA, not really JIBBS, so sorry for all those out there who wanted a JIBBS ending. Yet I hope you enjoy this. Read and please review!
So it took months for the plans to be put in place. Abby played a very active part in the wedding planning of Tony and Ziva's wedding, as well as Jenny and Gibbs (yet the latter's bride made many slight adjustments such as removing the gothic black candles from the picture). The two weddings would share their events together, and Tony and Ziva would go down the aisle two days after Jenny and Gibbs. And so the day came, and nearly exactly like Ziva had dreamed...
Ziva smoothed her wedding dress of white silk nervously, waiting for the formalities to begin. She hope it would be perfect like Jenny and Gibbs' wedding. A necklace of milky pearls hung around her neck, a gift from Jenny which she adored. Her hair was down, yet it had been pampered and it lay on her shoulders delicately like a halo, by the special help of a rather excited Abby. Her father appeared, and came forward, dressed in a smart grey tuxedo.
"Ziva darling," he smiled.
"Aba! You came!" Ziva cried, and embraced her father.
"And I would not come to my daughter's wedding? What kind of a father would I be? Are you excited today?" he asked, beginning to lead her to an arch of flowers, which also sported black roses (and you know who planned that).
"Oh, yes, Aba! My wedding day is something I have looked forward to for my life!" Ziva giggled.
"Anthony is a good husband. His smart and talented, just right for you, Ziva. Its good you have finally found someone. I thought you would grow up to be an old, fat husbandless woman..." Eli sighed.
"Aba! I'm very much in love with him..." Ziva was cut off by the appearance of Gibbs, who would also lead her down the aisle. Gibbs was scowling slightly, tugging at the same grey suit Ziva's father wore.
"Gibbs!" she embraced Gibbs.
"How are you Ziva? Now, hello Eli," he greeted Eli warmly, shaking hands. Abby and Jenny appeared, Abby still trying to make a lock of Jenny's hair go the way she wanted. At that, Jenny turned into Director mode, and Abby backed off. They saw Ziva, Gibbs and Eli and smiled. Jenny smirked at Gibbs in the suit, battered her eyelids flirtatiously (making Gibbs turn a particular light shade of pinky-red), then shook hands with the Deputy Director of Mossad. They agreed to talk in the reception about going ons and liaisons. The wedding song began, and at that, Eli took Ziva's right arm, and Gibbs took Ziva's left arm. Ziva then looked forward as they began to march down the aisle. Jenny and Abby went first, arm in arm, the usually stern face of Jenny's softened. Ziva, Eli and Gibbs followed, and there were many gasps and oohs and ahhs about how the bride was so beautiful and was that really Gibbs in a tuxedo. Many delegates of Ziva's father had been invited to the wedding, so there was a wide nationality variation in the audience. Ziva's eyes trailed away and found what she wanted.
Tony was standing under another arch of flowers, wearing a white tuxedo. Next to him, stood McGee, neat and tidy, and if Tony had to comment, he looked very "Probieish". Tony had a blooming pansy in his breast-pocket, and looked very slick and handsome. Ziva smiled widely at him. At last Gibbs and Eli deposited her next to Tony's side. The vow exchanging process began and Ziva began to tune out slightly, until the priest announced,
"And now you may kiss the bride." Tony leant forward and planted a loving kiss on Ziva's lips. The crowd cheered and wolf-whistled much to their amusement. They finally broke up and turned towards the crowd, Ziva's face a fine shade of red.
"I now pronounce you man and wife!" There was a huge cheer and as the husband and wife walked down the aisle, confetti of different colours were thrown. Hand in hand they walked out, and under the arch of flowers.
"Well, Mrs DiNozzo, when would I live to the day to call my Mossad ninja chick that?" Tony smiled. Ziva punched his shoulder lightly and smiled.
"I don't know if I will become Ziva DiNozzo, I like Ziva David better. Anyway, I feel so happy, like I could swim over the moon!" Ziva clapped her hands like Abby. Tony sighed.
"What, Tony?" she asked sharply.
"Being Mrs DiNozzo still doesn't cure you of the idioms. It is jump over the moon..." Ziva was about to snap something back in the Ziva and Tony feud manner when they were interrupted by the team.
"Hello, Ziva, Tony. Thought we might break up the happy couple's first argument," Jenny commented dryly. Her arm was wrapped around Gibbs' waist. Both of them laughed, at her comment and the boss' boss marrying the boss. Jenny and Gibbs' children would be like superheroes when they grew up.
"What should I do first for my beautiful wife?" And at that, Tony swept Ziva into his arms, which caused a knife to drop dangerously close to Tony's foot.
"Ick, dear, trying to kill me, huh?" Tony smiled. She had not changed. Who would dare attack a wedding with tons of agents in it? For at least her wedding day she should lay off the guns and knives.
"Sorry Tony. I guess I didn't tie that one that strongly," Tony let her down to let her strap it to her ankle. He had not noticed she had a gun AND a knife strapped to her ankle, and now it was two knives once she put it on again.
"Anyway, would you like to perform that again?" And Tony swept her into his arms, carried her and spun around in the middle of the lawn, joy and laughter erupting from both of their lips. And they shared a kiss, a bond and love that would last a lifetime.
Well, did you like it? The final ending to my story. I feel sort of desolate now...hmmm...anyway, please review! Oh, and I will be shortly writing a sequel about this. Ziva and Tony have a child called Emmery, and she is seriously one small ninja chick sent on a mission! Please read! And review if you want it to come out faster!
Thanksies. Byseises. Bye!
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