Nov 20
A ho-hum activity that's really fun when done with a good friend; working out.
Ziva smirked to herself as she jogged on the spot, waiting for her partner to catch up.
Tony's levels of physical fitness had appeared to drop over the last few weeks, so she had decided to make him work out with her. And the most effective way she knew to work out was to go for an early morning jog.
She had also discovered the most effective way of getting one Anthony DiNozzo out of bed that morning. It had involved breaking into his apartment at 0530, screaming in his ear and dropping ice cold water on his head. She had also stolen the covers and thrown some clothes at him. It had not taken him long to get the hint.
Eventually, Tony managed to reach her side and promptly stopped, attempting to catch his breath.
"We have not finished," she warned him.
His head popped up briefly. "You're kidding me!" he panted.
"We have only done four miles," she pointed out. "We have another four to go."
"We're halfway?!" This time he slumped to the sidewalk.
She rolled her eyes at his reaction. "We are doing an eight mile circuit. This is normal for me."
"Yeah, well you're not –" He caught himself before he finished the sentence.
"I'm not what?" she growled.
"Nothing," he protested.
"Get up," she ordered.
"Let me catch my breath," he replied.
"If you do not get up…" She allowed him to see her smirk. "We will be doing this every day for a month."
He jumped to his feet. "Lead on."