Thanks to Jona for the idea for chapter title... ;)

A light from a refrigerator shined on the naked body of Ziva, her body glistening in sweat, her hair damp and hanging in front of her face. She reached in, grabbing a bottle of Gatorade from the top shelf, she bumped the door closed with her hip and gingerly walked out of the kitchen. She brushed her hair back, pressing the bottle against her face, rolling it along her cheek.

She carefully made her way through the living room, taking a drink of the Gatorade and walked through an arched doorway, heading for the door at the end of the hall. She stepped through the door, "Tony?" She said, expecting to see him in bed, she took a step towards the bathroom, "We have court today, remember?"

"Over here." Tony softly spoke. He was sitting naked in the corner of the room, "Double screwed today, huh?"

She smiled as she turned to him and climbed into his lap, straddling him, kissing him. She raised the bottle up to his lips, pouring some into his mouth. He swallow and she quickly poured some more, but this time he kissed her, letting the liquid ooze from their lips and down her chest.

His hands slid to her butt, lifting her slightly as his head tilted down, burying his face into her breasts. She emptied the bottle over her chin, creating a waterfall for him to feast on.

He stood up, carrying her to the bed, sitting her on the edge. Her fingers digging into his neck, holding his face mere inches from hers, their eyes one, "Should I put it in?"

Her eyes opened wide, "Are you fuc..." She gasped as he plunged into her. She let out a small laugh, "Dick."

Tony and Ziva sat behind the defendant table in a court room. The door opened, they turned seeing Kort walking in with his lawyer. He smiled at them.

Tony stood up, moving down the aisle, "Not only do you sue us, but you get the hearing pushed up?"

"Do not touch my client or we will have you arrested for assault." The lawyer spoke.

Tony's eyes swung to the lawyer, "How many diamonds did he give you?"

"Uh, Du-Nozzo, he's the best money can buy."

"Wow, you're Perry Mason?" Tony responded, "Or was it Matlock? And there's the greatest lawyer of all time, Dan Fielding!"

"Those are fictional, Sir."

"No shit, Sherlock!"

"He's fictional, too." Ziva chimed in, grabbing Tony's hand, holding him back.

"Yeah, what she said!"

A bailiff began speaking, moving over to group, breaking it up, "All rise, the honorable Lawrence James."

The judge walked out, sitting down, "Please be seated."

Tony and Ziva moved back to their table, "Anthony DiNozzo, Ziva David."

"Yes." Tony and Ziva answered.

"Is there a reason your lawyer isn't here?"

"He was probably killed the CIA." Tony rattled off.

"Your honor!" Kort's lawyer jumped and yelled.

"Mr. DiNozzo, please restrain yourself or I will find you in contempt of court." The judge warned Tony.

"I apologize for him, Your honor. It's just that, he..." Ziva pointed at Kort, "He's not a nice man, he's harassed us, he..."

"And they've beaten and humiliated my client, Your Honor!" Kort's lawyer jetted up from his chair, "And we have the evidence to prove it!"

"How did we humiliate him?" Tony questioned, "Wait, because a woman kicked your ass? She's kicked a lot of guy's asses, he's sexist!"

"Your Honor! That man is making a mockery of this..."

"Of what, this bullshit?" Tony interrupted him.

"Mr. DiNozzo, this is your last warning." The judge gave Tony a final warning.

Tony flopped down in his chair. The doors to the courtroom opened, a tall Caucasian man in a white Navy walked in, "Your Honor, I will be defending the defendants."

Everyone turned, looking at him, "Who is that?" Ziva whispered.

"That's Admiral Harmon Rabb, Jr."

"Who?"

"He's JAG."

"Oh, he's a Navy lawyer."

"Sorta, he runs it."

"Gibbs sent me." Harm whispered, sitting his briefcase down on the table, opening it up, taking out a file, "Your honor, I'd like to introduce evidence, marked exhibit A, a top secret dossier. May I approach?"

"I object, we knew nothing about this evidence."

"I'd like to see it." The judge nodded for them to come forward.

Harm and Kort's lawyer walked up to the judge. Harm held out the dossier to the judge, "Mr. Kort and my clients were on a top secret assignment together when the alleged assault occured and therefor, by the way of this CIA dossier, as you can see, it's still sealed, therefor, it never happened, so in light of that, Your Honor, I ask you to throw this case out of court, because well, it never happened, Your Honor."

The judge looked at the dossier, he looked up at Harm and Kort's lawyer, "I agree. Case dismissed." The judge pounded his gavel.

"WHAT!" Kort yelled. His lawyer came back to him and they started arguing.

Harm walked over to Tony and Ziva, "Tell Gibbs we're even, Agent DiNozzo."

Tony nodded, shaking his hand, "Thanks."

"Where did you get that evidence?" Ziva asked.

Harm was silent, he let out a smirk and grabbed his briefcase and just like that, he was gone.

Tony and Ziva moved towards the door, walking past an irate Kort, his eyes burning holes through them, "Wow, he needs to get laid or something."

Ziva laughed, "He definitely needs something." They stepped out, Gibbs was standing in front of them, "I'll let you two talk." She said, squeezing Tony's hand.

"Dismissed, huh?" Gibbs said, breaking the ice.

"Yeah, thanks to you."

"Yeah, well, Rabb owed us one."

"Yeah, he reminded us of that."

Gibbs rubbed at his neck, "Look, it's not that..."

"Don't worry about it, Boss."

"I'm sorry, Tony."

Tony took a step back, "What?

"I'm not saying it again, DiNozzo."

"Heh." He moved over to Gibbs, offering his hand, "I love ya, Boss." He smiled.

Gibbs shook his hand, pulling Tony into him and whispered, "Next time I'm charging for babysitting."

Author Note #1 - Release the Kraken!

Author Note #2 - In my Pants!