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Chapter 14…(…Is Out)

The next morning…0545 hours

Ziva lay beside Warner, facing him, their bodies still tangled, only a white sheet saving their modesty. She was wide-awake, watching him sleep. A wry smile began to spread across his lips and then Ziva felt a pull towards him. Ziva giggled as he slowly opened his eyes.

"Thank God you're still here." He whispered. "I was worried last night was a dream."

"Nope, it wasn't." Ziva replied, her finger stroking his cheek. "We did however, miss our morning jog."

"I think we can be excused…after last night's workout." Warner replied with a wink.

"I dunno Warner…I'm a federal agent, I have to keep my fitness levels up." Ziva teased.

"Well you're definitely keeping something up." Warner teased back, lifting up the sheet to emphasis his statement.

"Warner!" Ziva giggled, embarrassed.

"Now…we'll definitely have to do something…we can't have your fitness levels slipping." Warner stated, climbing on top of Ziva.

"Warner!" She giggled as he began nibbling on her neck, before giving in as the white sheet covered them completely.

A hour later…

Tony and McGee were standing in a coffee shop. It was their turn to get the morning coffee. McGee was holding 3 cups while Tony had 2. He was pouring 3 packets of sweeteners into his cup. "So Ziva lied…what's the big deal?" McGee asked as he watched in awe as Tony continued to pour the sweetener. "She probably didn't want to watch the movie and didn't want to hurt your feelings."

"She didn't just lie…she lied to me!" Tony snapped. "You don't lie to your partner." He had now finished sweetening his coffee.

"You lied to all of us about Jeanne." McGee pointed out as they started to leave the coffee shop.

"That was different…I was undercover." Tony hissed as he pulled open the door to exit the shop.

"Maybe Ziva is on an undercover mission…maybe she's undercover for Mossad." McGee suggested as they began heading down the steps.

Tony stopped walking. McGee noticed this and followed his gaze. He found Ziva, at the bottom of the steps, leaning against the hand rail, her arms wrapped around Warner's neck, lovingly giggling and staring into his eyes. Then he watched her lips crash against Warner's in an extremely passionate yet loving kiss.

"Oh yeah, she's definitely under someone's covers!" Tony hissed, his eyes focused on Ziva, who continued to kiss Warner, wearing yesterday's clothes.

0722 hours…the bullpen

Tony sat at his desk, keeping his eyes glued to the elevator. Ziva had still not arrived at work. She was 22 minutes late. "Ziva not here yet?" Abby asked as she entered the bullpen. She had noticed Ziva's empty desk. Tony didn't even acknowledge Abby.

"She phoned and said she was held up in traffic." Agent Lee answered. "Gibbs already knows."

"Oh she was held up alright…and it wasn't by traffic!" Tony hissed, his eyes still focused on the elevator. Abby looked at McGee, searching for the answers.

"We saw Ziva…at the coffee shop…with Warner…sharing a moment." McGee whispered.

"Oh!" Abby mumbled.

"Wait? Why aren't you surprised?" McGee asked. Abby's eyes pleaded with him not to take it any further. "Oh." McGee sighed, realising the truth but it was too late, Tony had already figured it out.

"You knew?" He snapped, finally spinning around to face Abby.

"Maybe." Abby replied, fidgeting with nerves. Before he could ask any more questions the elevator dinged. He returned his focus to the elevator.

Ziva stepped off the elevator, wearing jeans and purple sweater. Her hair was braided. She had obviously gone home to change. "Good morning." She said brightly. "Sorry I'm late."

"We um…got you coffee at that place you like but it's cold now." McGee said, his eyes pleading with Ziva to pick up the vital clue that they had been at the same coffee place as her and Warner.

"Oh thanks but I don't need any coffee." She replied. She was in too good a mood to put her detective skills to use this early.

"I bet she doesn't!" Tony muttered before he finally looked up at her. "So Ziva how was the concert last night?"

"It was really good…not my cup of tea but Abby…" Ziva began but stopped when she noticed Abby incessantly shaking her head, trying to get her to stop. Tony's desk phone rang. He answered it, giving Ziva a few seconds breather. She turned to Abby, her eyes questioning her.

"He knows." Abby mouthed just as Tony slammed down his phone. Everyone turned their attention towards Tony who was standing up. He grabbed his badge and gun.

"Ziva, Gibbs wants us to drive to Norfolk." Tony stated. "They've apprehended a suspect who they think was stealing supplies. We have to bring him in." He began to walk towards the elevator.

"Okay." Ziva mumbled, not knowing what to do. She gathered up her things, taking a quick glance at her work colleagues. Abby looked apologetic, McGee looked as if he was scared for her while Agent Lee was just plain confused.

"Good luck!" Abby mouthed while Ziva smiled, trying to reassure her.

"Now Ziva!" Tony snapped, already at the elevator. Ziva ran to catch up with him.

Tony drove towards Norfolk, his fingertips tapping against the steering wheel as 'Fly Me To The Moon' played on the car CD player. They had been driving for at least 45 minutes and Tony was yet to utter one word to Ziva.

"Tony are you ever going to speak to me?" Ziva asked, the silent treatment finally getting to her. Tony didn't answer. "Tony?"

Tony began to sing along to the music, completely ignoring her.

"Tony?" She asked again. In return, his singing got louder. Ziva groaned and slid back into her seat, resting her head on the doorframe. It was going to be a long drive to Norfolk.

7 hours later…

Tony and Ziva had just returned from Norfolk. The suspect was now in the interrogation room, waiting for Gibbs. McGee and Lee were observing. Gibbs had excused Tony and Ziva early, because of the long drive. It had been a long quiet day for both of them.

They were both standing in the elevator. Suddenly, Ziva reached out her hand and pulled the 'emergency stop'. "Hey!" Tony grunted, trying to reach past her to start the elevator again but Ziva blocked him.

"No…we're not moving until you talk to me!" Ziva protested.

"Well then, you'll have a long wait." Tony hissed as he folded his arms and stared straight ahead.

"Ugh! You're such a child Dinozzo!" Ziva exclaimed with frustration.

"Me a child?" Tony snapped, turning his attention to Ziva. "I'm not the one lying to my partner about dating someone!"

"Oh really? So what was Jeanne?" Ziva retorted.

"An undercover mission!" Tony spat back.

"Yeah, keep believing that Tony!" She laughed.

"What is that meant to mean?" He barked. He stepped towards Ziva. He was filled with anger.

"Jeanne is the reason I couldn't tell you about Warner!" Ziva hissed.

"Excuse me?" Tony asked, confused.

"Ever since Jeanne…you hate anyone that attempts a normal relationship!" Ziva retorted.

"I do not!" Tony exclaimed.

"Please! You had me thinking Warner had no interest in me only a few hours after our first date!" Ziva spat.

"I was trying to protect you!" Tony argued.

"No you weren't." Ziva hissed. "You were being selfish!"

"What?" Tony spat.

"You couldn't have love with Jeanne so you don't want anyone else to be in love either!" Ziva answered. There was silence. Ziva watched Tony stumble back, as if she opened an old wound. Now she felt bad. "Tony…"

Tony looked at her, regaining his composure. He stepped towards her, blocking her into a corner. He rested his hands against each wall of the corner, at her eye level, making her feel trapped. "Are you in love with him Ziva?" He snapped.

Ziva was taken aback. Tony was staring into her eyes and she couldn't look away. She could see the hurt in his eyes, with a hint of anger. He moved a few steps closer. "Tony…" She began, her voice much softer, wishing she could take back what she had just said.

"Are you in love with him Ziva?" He asked again. This time his voice was much softer. He was millimetres away from her. She could feel his breath on her face.

Ziva searched his eyes, wondering how to respond to his question. His eyes were so sad, as if his heart was breaking all over again. She hadn't meant to reopen the wounds caused by Jeanne.

In reality, his eyes were so sad at the thought of losing something he never really had…Ziva. "Answer me Ziva…" He began, his eyes pleading with her. "Are you in love with him?"

"Don't ask the question if you can't handle the answer Tony." Ziva replied, not wanting to take responsibility for breaking Tony's heart all over again. She leaned over, momentarily pressing herself against Tony to release the 'emergency stop'.

Tony stepped back, out of her way. They rode the elevator in silence, not wanting to look at each other. As the elevator came to a stop, Tony stayed back, letting Ziva step out first. He watched her step out…and walk away from him.

To be continued…if you want!

Next Chapter…Ziva decides it's time Warner met her family…the NCIS team.