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"Sweet cheeks?", Tony called out and Ziva stuck her head out of the bedroom. "Yes?", she asked. "I'm taking you out tonight", he stated, grinning brightly. She stared at him and raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah right. Because we are not on a mission and can do anything we want", she replied sarcastically. "But that's exactly the point, sweet cheeks. Vance wants me to take you out", he said, the grin never leaving his face.

She shrugged. "Okay", she simply said, then headed back into the bedroom. "Hey! You didn't even ask what you should wear!", he called after her. He shrugged, then went back to the kitchen.

Bailey tilted his head up as if to ask him a question. "What?", Tony asked, annoyed how well the dog could read him. Bailey looked up at him and it almost looked like he was raising an eyebrow.

"Dude, don't get me in trouble", Tony hissed as he knelt down in front of Bailey. He just continued to stare at him. "Yeah, it's not Vance's orders. So what?", Tony sighed eventually.

Seriously, he was starting to feel a little ridiculous. He was basically being interrogated by a dog. Bailey put his paw on Tony's leg and looked at him adorably. "I just wanna show her how special she is to me, okay?!", Tony told the dog.

Bailey waggled his tail. "And no, I'm not gonna do it tonight. I can't. It would be too early", Tony went on and Bailey barked in agreement. "And now I need to make some calls and prepare a few things. You wanna join me?", Tony eventually said as he slowly got up.

Bailey barked happily and followed Tony to the back door. Tony got the leash on the way but simply took it in his hand. He was just gonna head outside for a second. Nobody would be annoyed by it

. And Bailey was a very nice dog after all. Very good manners. "Ziva? I'm taking Bailey for a walk! Be ready at 8 okay?!", he shouted up the stairs. "Alright. Have fun!", Ziva called back.

Tony signaled Bailey to follow him out and they made their way to the beach. Tony pulled out his cell phone as Bailey went to play in the waves. He dialed a number and the person answered on the third ring. Tony grinned. This was gonna be the best surprise ever.

Meanwhile Ziva was standing in front of the mirror in the bedroom. She couldn't decide what to wear for the night. And she couldn't quite stop wondering if Tony had been lying about the Vance thing.

Maybe Vance hadn't given those orders? Maybe Tony just wanted to take her out and..mission be damned? On the one hand, she'd find that very romantic, very sweet.

But on the other hand she was worried that somebody would find out or that they'd jeopardize the entire mission. What if someone caught them on a romantic date that clearly showed that their relationship was still fairly new?

They were supposed to act like a married couple after all. Not a young-love-couple. She sighed and went over to the closet to look for other clothes. She just really couldn't decide what to wear.

She didn't even know where they were gonna go after all. It wasn't like he'd given her any hint. Eventually though a smile spread across her face. Yes, that was the perfect outfit. And it was sure as hell make Tony's jaw drop. She smirked at that thought. She couldn't wait for him to see her.

Tony smoothed down his dress shirt. He was incredibly nervous. He reached into his pocket again, pulling out the small box. When Orli had been in DC he'd briefly run into her.

And she'd given him this small box, saying that she wanted Ziva to have it. That she deserved to have it. And that she knew that he was the right person to give it to her.

In the right moment of course. But that could be arranged. Tony opened the box again even though he knew exactly what was inside. His finger traced along the object, then he closed the box and put it back into the pocket of his dress pants.

He took a deep breath and walked into the house. "Ziva, you ready?", he called out. He heard footsteps on the stairs and turned around to look at her. And his jaw dropped. She was stunning. Absolutely gorgeous.

She was wearing a navy blue dress that ended just above her knees. It hugged her curves perfectly. And good God..it was strapless. Tony gulped and his eyes wandered to her shoes. The heels were the same color as the dress.

She'd planned this thoroughly. And she was well aware of the reaction it would get from him. He took a moment to appreciate her appearances, then held out his hand which she took.

"You look absolutely gorgeous", he told her and kissed her tenderly. She smiled at him. "Thank you. You look quite handsome yourself", she replied and he grinned. Then he lead her out the front door and around the house.

"Where are we going? Are we not taking the car?", she asked confused as they headed for the stairs that led to the beach. "You'll see", he stated, grinning brightly.

They walked down the stairs and as they got to the beach Ziva glared at him. "You could have told me not to wear heels, you know", she complained. He chuckled, then picked her up bridal-style.

She started giggling. "Put me down, Tony", she demanded but he didn't listen. He carried her along the beach until they reached their destination. It wasn't too far, so it wasn't a big deal to carry her.

In fact he really loved it. Her arms around his neck, his arm around her waist and under her legs. Yeah, he could totally picture their wedding day now. Tony gently put her down as they reached the small gazebo that had been placed there just for them and just for tonight.

Ziva gasped as she caught sight of the setting. She turned to look at him, her eyes wide. "This is not for the mission, is it?", she whispered and he shook his head: "No, it's not."

She leaned up and placed a gentle kiss to his lips. "I love you", she whispered and he smiled. "I love you, too", he said. He led her up the stairs where a waiter stood.

He pulled out Ziva's chair so she could sit down. Tony sat down across from her and smiled brightly as the waiter poured them each a glass of red wine, then placed the bottle on the table.

Ziva took in her surroundings. Candles were lit all over the gazebo and from somewhere a red light was shining. There were rose petals all over the table and the gazebo. It was beautiful. Absolutely romantic.

And then it suddenly hit her: Was he gonna propose? Because, God, she wasn't ready for that yet. As much as she loved him..she couldn't do that just yet. Tony placed his hand on top of hers on the table and squeezed it.

He winked at her reassuringly as if reading her thoughts and she sighed. Thank God, he wasn't gonna propose. Not that she didn't want him to. Because she did! She just wasn't ready yet. She needed some more time.

The waiter served them their dinner, then left the gazebo. Tony smiled at Ziva. "Bon appetit, ma chérie", he said, in a very poor french accent. But she loved that sweet dorky side of him. It was adorable.

They ate their dinner in silence and the waiter came to take their plates. Tony whispered something to him and the waiter nodded. "Excuse me for a second, sweet cheeks", Tony said, winking at her.

She nodded and watched as he left with the waiter. She wondered what this was about. Ziva looked at the setting again. He had to have something special planned for tonight.

He wouldn't do all of this just for a nice dinner. There had to be some sort of occasion. Tony returned with the waiter following him. As Tony sat down, the waiter placed a plate with a cloth on it in front of Ziva.

She eyed the item confused. The waiter left again and Tony's hand found hers. "Take a look", he encouraged her. She pulled the cloth to the side and gasped. It was a small box. A jewelry box.

She looked at Tony, her eyes wide open. He smiled slyly. "It's not that. I swear", he assured her and she smiled, almost a little ashamed. She didn't want him to think that she didn't want him to propose.

She pushed that thought away though and pulled her hand from Tony's to open the small box. Another gasp escaped her and she stared at the item. A single tear made its way down her cheek.

Tony watched her intently. "Orli gave it to me when she was in DC. She said she found it when looking through your father's things after his death. He would have wanted you to have it. That's why she gave it to me. She said you would have never taken it from her and that I should give it to you when the time was right. You deserve to have it, Ziva", he explained.

She looked up at him and smiled with tears in her eyes. "Thank you", she whispered. "Don't thank me. Thank Orli. And your father for keeping it for you", he told he gently.

She nodded and looked at the item again. It was her mother's locket. It said "RD" on it. Rivka David. With shaking hands she opened the locket. It was exactly how she remembered it.

On the right side there was a photo of her mother and her father on their wedding day. Eli had given this locket to her for their anniversary once. On the left side of the locket there was a photo of Ziva, Tali and Ari.

They were all smiling into the camera happily. A chocked sob escaped her throat. It was unfair. There were five people in the pictures in the locket. Four of them were dead.

She didn't notice how Tony got up until he was suddenly kneeling next to her. "Do you want me to put it on for you?", he asked gently. She only nodded, unable to get out any words.

He took the locket from her hands and gently brushed her hair to the side. Then he placed the locket around her neck and closed the clip at the back. Her fingers traced the locket now dangling from her neck.

"Thank you for doing all this just to..create the right atmosphere to give this to me. It means a lot", she whispered. He smiled at her and took her hands in his. "Anything for you, Ziva", he told her gently.

She smiled slyly. Then she leaned forward to kiss his lips softly. "You are too good for this world, Anthony DiNozzo", she whispered against his lips. He was so overwhelmed by her words that he couldn't reply.

Instead he just squeezed her hands and kissed her back with all his love. She deserved the world. And he'd be damned if he didn't try everything to give it to her.

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