Title: The DiNozzo Diaries 2: Strangers On A Train
Author: rekkidbraka
Rating: T
Pairings: Tony D. and Ziva D.
Category: Romance; humor; angst
Disclaimer: No infringement intended.
Spoilers: From final two eps. of Season 6
Summary: Sequel to "The DiNozzo Diaries." Special Agent Tony DiNozzo's most private thoughts and desires revealed, chapter by chapter. TIVA. Warning: Intense sexual content in some chapters. No slash.
-------------------- The DiNozzo Diaries 2: Strangers On A Train ---------------------
[Paris]
My contact's hedging. Having second thoughts about scoping out Big D. Guess I would, too, if he hadn't killed his own daughter -- you know, who just happened to be my girlfriend -- for Mossad and country. Is there any damn thing he won't do for The Cause? Oh NO, Tony, you're WRONG, my contact says, he'd NEVER do that! Yeah, ohhhh-kay. Because Daddy never sent Ziva to take out Ari, right? Ha! I mean, we all must've been DREAMING that Ziva offed our favorite terrorist who murdered Kate!
Great guy, Eli. And I'm not just saying that because we got three sheets to the wind together that time in Tel Aviv. Really, he had me at "Kill Ari." But he lost me at "... and Ziva."
Hey, that's fine. Contact went back to Tel Aviv. To get more 'intel' on Ziva's mission and what really happened. Whatever... I'm not buying it. Contact's bailed on me. I know it. Too scared of Eli. But I'm not.
I'm on my own now.
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[Washington D.C.]
"Yeah, Gibbs... Report?"
"He's convinced Eli's to blame. I tried getting through to him but..."
"Wouldn't listen. That's DiNozzo. He OK?"
"He's fine. I promised you I wouldn't let anything happen to him and I won't. You have my word. I'm en route to Tel Aviv right now. And I've made sure Tony will be alright. Is there anything else you want me to..."
"Nah. Ya tried talkin' sense into him. That's all I could ask. Thanks. Just ship him back in one piece. Don't make me come over there. Again."
"Hmmm... I wouldn't mind that. And, oh, you don't owe me any thanks, Jethro. Tony's wrong about Eli. You know that, right?"
"I know what you know. Things OK with you? And Eli?"
"Yes. For now, anyway. But ... I miss you. I never stopped caring about you."
"Well, ya know where to find me."
"I do. Are you ever going to tell me how you got that damn boat out of the basement?"
"Call anytime, Hollis."
*click*
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[Paris]
DAMN this train. Thought the Metro was supposed to be fast. I'm never gonna make my flight. Gotta get to Tel Aviv. Gotta MAKE Eli see me, tell me what the hell happened.
Great. Standing room only. Packed with Frogs. Where's everybody going this time of the afternoon? Must be Paris rush hour. Well, I'm in a RUSH and we've been poking along for an HOUR so let's MOVE, DAMMIT!
"You are completely healed, Tony?"
Huh?
My GOD...
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[Paris -- Tony's hotel. Much later that night.]
"Why didn't you just tell me? Gibbs knew."
"Only because I had no choice but to bring him in. I underestimated Kort and Hadar. It was a grave miscalculation on my part. Tony, what happened to you... I blame myself. I should have been better prepared. I should not have been away with Callen and Sam. Jeanne would not have been able to..."
"Hey... No... Ziva, no... Don't ever blame yourself for that. Jeanne's insane. She wants me dead. Or as close to it as she can get me. And if she was partnered with that... that BASTARD Kort? He'd make sure she tried to take me out."
"Oh, Tony... I thought you were dead. When I found you in the hotel room that night. I could not... I cannot imagine losing you. Please... Tony, please forgive me for being unable to tell you that I did not die in that car crash. Papa staged it -- so that Kort would find out of Hadar's 'death' as well as 'mine' and react. I wanted to get word to you that I was alive. When Hollis left to meet you here, I asked her to do her best to let you know the truth. But I could not stay away. She gave me your contact information here. I had to find you, Tony. Papa will be furious that I have risked the mission... to see you, to be with you ..."
"I don't care what he thinks. And forgive you? Baby... I thought ... I'd never... we'd never... I thought you were gone. It was killing me, thinking I'd never see you again, touch you, make love to you ... like this. So just... lemme hold you. Shhhh... Don't, Ziva... baby... Don't cry... Shhhh..."
"Tony... I ... I have missed you ... so much -- in every way. I love you. I love you and I promise you -- I promise you that no matter what my father demands I will NOT leave you again ... or keep anything secret from you. You are too important to me."
"I love you, Ziva. Nothing's ever gonna change that -- NOTHING. And NOBODY -- not your father, not Mossad, not Jeanne, not Kort, not NCIS -- is gonna keep us apart EVER again. I'll DIE before I'll let it happen. I'm promising you that."
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[Rome]
"While I do recognize the nature of your ... eh ... business ... I simply cannot permit your request at this time, sir. Please understand my position on this."
"Your 'position' is this: What I ask, you will accommodate. Clear?"
"Absolutely NOT! You cannot ORDER me around as you would one of your..."
"Let's get something straight: I'm TELLING you what to do in order to KEEP you from ending up in one of your OWN beds! Now... I'll say this just one more time: Handle. My. Request."
"If anyone learns of this..."
"No one ever will."
...
"Hello? D-Doctor Pellizotti? Is... Is that you? I ... I meant to... tell you... I haven't... had any ... headaches today..."
"Well, now... that IS good news. Glad to hear you're feeling better... Doctor Benoit."
