Thank you to everyone who has kept with this story! I'm finally getting back into it and reediting the 15 chapters I already have wrote for this story. Some of these seem like filler chapters, but just stay with me. I just have to get to the climax. I have big plans for it so, I hope you all enjoy it as much as I do!
As always, I obviously do not own these characters or NCIS.
"Fuck you. Fuck you all," Tony rolled up his sleeve, blood dripping down his hand.
"Man, what the fuck?" Josh yelled, getting up off the floor, holding his blood drenched nose.
"Fuck you. That woman out there is nowhere near a terrorist! That woman is one of the kindest people with the biggest heart I have ever known. She didn't ask for the Mossad life, she was born into it! Since you know so much about her, do you know the fucking hell she went through four years ago?!" Tony stepped closer to Josh, their chests bumping into each other.
"Calm down…" Josh stepped back, holding up his hands in air claiming surrender.
"That's what I thought. All of you need to shut the fuck up," Tony looked around the table at them, "You don't know her. You don't know anything she has been through and damn it, I love her more than anything in the entire world. Maybe when you all stop fucking random strangers and find someone who makes life all worth it, you'll think of this moment and understand why I'm as pissed off as I am. She never deserved to be treated the way you have all treated her tonight. You don't know her, sure as hell don't know her the way I do." Tony stepped towards the door before spinning around once more, "If I hear that any of you have another ill word to say about her after this, next time it won't be my fist." With that, he walked out of the restaurant and towards his car.
He got into the car, cringing as his bloody hand closed the door.
"What the hell happened!?" Ziva gasped, grabbing a napkin from the glove box and putting it around his hand.
"Nothing. Let's just go," He sighed, starting the car and began to drive away. His left hand holding the steering wheel while Ziva kept pressure on the blood escaping his right hand.
The rest of the car ride was silent until they reached Tony's apartment. He walked inside and into the elevator, looking down the whole way. She followed and watched his strange behavior all of a sudden.
He unlocked his apartment door and went inside, throwing his jacket on the couch.
"Tony…" She pleaded and followed him into his bedroom then the bathroom. She opened the cabinet underneath the sink and pulled out the first aid kit. "If nothing happened, that sure is a lot of blood on your hand, Tony." She cleaned off his hand with the alcohol.
Tony sighed, leaning against the skin "I just…overheard some things they were saying and I lost it…"
"About me?" Ziva questioned lightly.
Tony bit his lip, he didn't want to tell her. He already felt horrible for putting her through tonight. In a million years, he never thought his friends would be such assholes to her and especially this judgmental. If he had known that they were going to be like this, he would have never put her through this situation.
"It is alright, mon petit pois. I can take it," She finished cleaning up his hand and put the first aid kit away before looking into his eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Zee. I never thought that would have happened tonight. Fucking assholes they are, I'm so sorry. You're not anything that they said. I guess it's just a surprise to everyone that I could be this in love with someone? God, I just fucking hate how they thought it was okay to say those things to you and hell, pretend like they know you and your past. They don't know you like I know you…" He whispered, dropping his head down to her shoulder. He placed a feather light kiss on her bare skin where her collarbone met her neck.
The shivers ran down her back as his lips made contact with her skin, goose bumps growing on her arms. She moaned as he sucked on her skin, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck, "It is not your fault, I do not blame you. You are a good man, Anthony…that is why I married you, yes?" She smiled into his skin when she nuzzled into his neck.
Tony pulled away from her neck, chuckling "You mean you didn't marry me just for my body?!"
Ziva giggled, beginning to unbutton his shirt, "Mmm, I believe your body just comes with the package?"
Tony smirked, kissing her as she tore his shirt off and ran her hands through his chest hair, "We all know how much you love my package, baby" He kissed her again, laughing into her mouth as the meaning of what he just said completely flew over her head.