(A/N: Here is the next chapter as promised, hope you all like and remember to let me know what you think. Enjoy and loves x)

Disclaimer: I wish, if they were mine there would have been Tiva a long time ago!

She became pregnant by one brother, and married the other. Now her first love is back — who will Ziva choose? Seven years ago Tony DiNozzo married the young and pregnant Ziva David when his brother had abandoned her. But now Marco DiNozzo is back in town and the two brothers are competing for the same woman. Who will Ziva choose?

Chapter 14

The sound of the elevator drew Ziva like a magnet. She jumped out of her chair like lightening, her silly heart thinking it might be Tony again.

But her feet stopped short at the sight of the other DiNozzo. "What do you want?"

Marco held up a wrapped parcel with Tony's name on the front. "Doing business on my lunch hour, Ziva girl, just dropping this off for mother."

She could hardly ignore him, even though she wanted to. "Tony's just left, do you want me to take it for you?" She reached for the package he held out. When she did, he linked his fingers with hers and leaned toward her, over the desk. He smiled, looking revoltingly secure in his own charm.

She twisted against his hold and wondered what on earth she'd ever seen in him. "Let me go, Marco."

He didn't. "So how on earth did you end up shackled to dull Tony?"

"He's not dull," she said coldly. She finally managed to extricate herself from his grip. "Tony's done more with his life than you could ever hope for." And she suspected that Marco had always been envious of that.

"The only thing interesting that Tony ever did was Basketball. But he hung up his shirt and his adoring cheerleading fan club when he married you, I suppose."

"Having a fanclub was much more your style than Tony's." Not because Tony wasn't as attractive as his younger brother. In fact, Tony was far more intense than Marco, a fact that had as much to do with Tony's personality as it did with his thick brown hair, carved features, and mesmerizing green eyes.

Mesmerizing green eyes that no longer wanted to look on her as his wife, she reminded herself harshly.

She wrote out a note to Tony telling him of the package and that Marco had been here to see him and and set it on top of the package on the desk between them. She wasn't taking a chance that he would grab her hand again. "What are you really doing back in DC, Marco? You can't expect me to believe it's because you missed it here."

"I got a good offer from GeeTech," he said.

"Don't act as if they sought you out," Ziva countered immediately. "I wouldn't believe it and I can easily find out the truth."

His lips thinned. "So I approached them. Big deal. I'm good at what I do and they hired me."

"But why DC, Marco? GeeTech have other offices." Nothing about the last few days made any sense. Surely this was something that could be explained, though. "What are you doing? Hiding out from some woman you led on?"

He looked away for a moment and Ziva knew instinctively that her sarcastic comment had been much closer to the mark than she'd expected. But then he was grinning that look-at-me-I'm-so-charming grin again. "So, what do you think, Ziva girl. Might be nice if we were friendly-like since we're gonna be neighbours."

"I don't think so."

"Afraid big brother wouldn't approve?"

"Since it is apparent to most of this town by now that I've moved out, I guess that hardly matters now, does it?"

"Why did you? Move out, I mean."

Ziva didn't answer that. She had no intentions of letting Marco know that he'd had any affect on her marriage.

Fortunately, Marco seemed content to have his question go unanswered. "Tony always did like acting the hero," he said smoothly, instead.

Ziva swallowed. She didn't know what this turn of conversation meant, but she knew she didn't feel comfortable with it. "W-What do you mean?"

He lifted one shoulder in a motion eerily like Tony's. "Well, he's the one who got the girl, now isn't he?"