Once Ducky and Gibbs left, Tim came to take over on babysitter duty. Tony needed to see Ziva. He was dying to see her sweet, warm smile. Her warm olive skin and her chocolate brown, curly locks. He missed it all and Gibbs wouldn't let him fulfill that sense of emptiness in his heart. He knew that McGee would. So, he knew what to do.

"Probie!" He yelled. McGee was outside watching TV.

"What?!" He yelled back.

"Don't take that tone with me. I'm your senior field agent. Show some respect!"

"Meaning you're old?! Because most of the senior field agents are over weight and have a full head of grey!"

"Would you just come here?!"

McGee rolled his eyes and made his way towards Tony's room.

"What?"

"Can you get me a glass of water from the bathroom? There's a glass on the sink." He grinned at McGee knowing that would piss him off.

"Seriously? No. Get it yourself." He frowned.

"I'm crippled McGee. Help a guy out." He whined.

"Fine." He turned around and headed for the bathroom. Tony took his chance. He quickly but quietly went up to the door while McGee was busy filling the cup he slammed the door and jammed it with the fork Ducky left that was meant for his steak.

Then he slammed the door out of his bedroom and stuffed the keyhole with blue tack. Then he ran over to Ziva's.

He slowly went in. She was asleep. Suddenly, his head started spinning. and his body slammed on the door and that caused Ziva to be startled awake.

"Tony. Are you ok?" Ziva asked, still half asleep.

"Yeah. I'm fine." he smiled.

Ziva heard pounding and yelling coming from downstairs.

"What is that all about?" She asked. Confused.

"Nothing. I'll handle it later. But there is something I need to be handled right now." He walked slowly up towards Ziva.

She waited patiently for him to be in position. She couldn't wait any longer. She got up herself and that's when things got steamy. There was no pain on either end. The only thing that kept Ziva from falling Ziva was the adrenaline. Tony's world felt like it was being spun around in the dryer but to him, it was not much of a burden at the moment. When they broke apart, they wanted more and more. They dove in for their wishes. They kept going and going until they both sounded like they had just run a marathon.

"Love you."

"I love you too Tony."

"Once we can both leave this accommodation, I'm coming over."

"Permission granted."

Tony led her over to sit on the bed. He knelt on the carpet and held her hands.

"Let me take him." He asked in a demanding tone.

"No. I will do it myself." She insisted.

"I want to take him. Make his suffer for what he's done."

"I would like to do that myself Tony."

"Me too. We have a lot of people who what this guy."

"We do it together." She suggested.

"Good idea."

"Tony open the door!" They both heard from down stairs as well of pounding.

"Damn McGoo." He gave Ziva a brief peck on the neck and ran downstairs. "Sorry babmina. Gotta dash."

"Love you too."