A/N: I apologise for this but there is something I need to say and this needs to be called out. I am sorry If my writing is stupid to you. I did not mean to offend anyone with the way I write. I write stories so people can enjoy them and for me to let loose. But this community is toxic and a joke. The reviews I have been getting are absolutely horrendous and I do not want to see these kind anymore. I do not mind for people to leave reviews such as: encouragements, constructive criticism, and for you to tell me what you would like to see happen next or how I can improve. However reviews with swearing in them and telling me that I should stop writing in a toxic manner is unacceptable for me. Know that just because a few people think I should stop writing does not mean I will. My writing is not the best and I know it but if you want to tell me that please tell me without swearing and demanding that I stop. My way of writing might have a different personality to the characters on TV. This is why I post a chapter a day because there is always a reason for everything and you have to wait. People are saying that Ziva is not like Ziva. There is a reason for that and I am getting to it. This is au so I'm writing whatever comes to my mind and only a small portion of it is from the actual show. I am trying the best I can but I am also busy. I have a life to live as well and I can't always be thinking of this story. Lastly, I'm 12 years old. Though it may not seem like it to myself, people have been saying my writing is immature. I will not deny that it is because a lot of people say it. Please be patient with me. I am trying my best to make it more mature but it seems that even my best is not enough.Please, sorry and thanks, Isabelle.

Ziva's POV.

"Tony?" I asked while we were sitting on the sofa watching 'The Titanic'

"Yeah sweetcheeks?"

"Do you mind if I make something for dinner tonight?"

"Well. No… But I don't have anything for you to cook with."

"Well… Maybe we could go to the supermarket and buy some ingredients." I suggested.

"Sure." He smiled. He paused the movie and walked to the kitchen and for some reason, he opened the fridge and groaned when he found nothing.

I went to the printer, pulled out a sheet of paper and folded it in half and wrote a list. I thought about something

-Flour

-Eggs

-Spinach

-Mushrooms

-Olives

-Tomatoes

-Lettuce

-Salami

-Anchovies.

-Rechargeable tampons

Satisfied with my list, I folded the paper the other way covering the list.

I walked up to Tony.

"Here. This is what we need. Lets go." I said from behind him, holding up the list and making him jump.

"Ok lets go." He agreed.

We entwined hands and we skipped out the door with a shopping bag in my left hand.

When we reached Tony's car I offered to drive.

"It will make me feel like I actually accomplished something today."

"Sure." He handed me the keys.

We got into the car. I backed out of the parking spot roughly with squeaking tires.

"Woah. Careful." He exclaimed.

I drove out the parking garage at 50 miles per hour.

"Slow down Ziva. We're in a parking lot."

I of course refused to listen.

I sped down the road, tires squeaking at 100 mph.

"Ziva slow down!" Tony yelled as I swerved right.

"I can't, this is the best way to avoid all kinds of ambushes."

"Well we're in America Ziva. You can relax."

"We cannot be too careful Tony. We never know what will happen."

I continued to race down the road. I almost had a head on crash twice with two trucks but I avoided them. Even I have no idea how I managed to pull such a stunt.

When we reached the supermarket, Tony's face was all white.

"Tony? Are you alright?" I asked, concerned.

"Yeah… Yeah. I think the car was going a little too fast for my liking."

I looked down at my lap and tried to stop myself from laughing.

"Here's the list." I opened it so he could see.

"Flour, Eggs, Spinach, Mushrooms, Olives, Tomatoes, Lettuce, Salami, Anchovies and… Rechargeable tampons?" He looked at me with question. I used all the willpower I had in me to stop myself from laughing.

"Yes. It's my time of the month and I need some." I explained.

"Well… How do you expect me to remember all of this?" He asked.

"Well. How about, I buy the groceries and you go get the tampons." I suggested.

"But… I'm not a woman... " He sounded surprised and slightly disgusted.

"Well… You'll know what to look for. Any brand will do. They will have 'rechargeable tampons' on the package. That is all you need to remember. I will be done before you get to the cash register. Alright?" I assured.

"Ok… Sure… Let's go." He got out of the car and made his way to the shops.

I chuckled.

I found the ingredients in no time. I liked American supermarkets better. They were more organized. I spied Tony only once. He looked perplexed but I didn't stare. I knew it would make him suspicious.

I paid for my groceries and I waited by the door waiting for Tony to finish.

I saw him walking up to me. Pissed.

"Let's go." He growled. Tugging on my sleeve.

I was about to sit in the driver's seat but Tony stopped me.

"Oh no. Not making that mistake again."

"My driving is not THAT bad." I argued.

"If you say so." He laughed.

We sat side by side in the car when Tony did not turn on the engine, I knew that he knew.

"Is there something that you wanna tell me?" He frowned at me.

"What?" I laughed. I could not contain it any longer.

"There is no such thing as RECHARGEABLE TAMPONS!" He yelled. I was laughing my head off.

"What on earth did you do?"

"I went to the beauty section because usually that is where tampons are. I saw normal ones but there was not a single box of rechargeable tampons in sight. I went all the way from the medicine aisle to the frozen foods section. When I finally gave up, I found the grocery lady and I went: 'Hi. My girlfriend is asking me to get me a box of 'rechargeable tampons' but I can't seem to find them anywhere.' Then the lady goes: 'Uh sir, we don't have any rechargeable tampons and I don't think they're a thing.' " He explained.

I did not know what else to say or do but laugh. To my relief, he started laughing as well.

"I hate you." He laughed and leaned in for a kiss.

"I love you too."