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2012

Ziva opened her eyes, wondering where she was, then realised she was at Tony's. They had finished work early the day before and Tony had invited her over for a pizza and movie night. Ziva had no other plans, and thought a night with her friend would be a good thing. So, they ate pizza and watched Top Gun.

Ziva felt something shift. It was Tony. He was waking up.

'Ziva? What's going on?'

'We fell asleep, Tony, on your couch.' Tony groaned, sitting up slightly. His back was not going to forgive him.

Tony sat up, but bumped into Ziva, who was still sitting down.

'Sorry. I thought you'd moved.'

'No' Ziva replied sleepily. 'Do you have any coffee?'

'Yeah, in the kitchen.' They both went to stand up, but somehow bumped into each other and landed back on the couch.

They looked up, catching each other's stares. It was a few seconds, then they lent in, their lips meeting in a kiss.

The kiss did not last long. Ziva pulled away, a little surprised as to what had just happened.

'I should go' she said quickly, standing up. Ziva looked around for her coat and bag, grabbing both on her way out. 'I will see you at work, Tony.' With that she left.

Ten hours later, Tony was finally home after a long day of paperwork. He had ordered a pizza (again) and was waiting for it to arrive. A knock at the door. Tony opened it and found Ziva standing on the other side.

'Ziva.'

'Tony.' She stepped into his apartment. They stood in silence. Both of them had spent all day trying to avoid being alone with each other, talking to each other, or even looking in the general vicinity of each other.

'Why are you here, Ziva?' asked Tony, quietly.

'I wanted to see you' she replied. 'I cannot stop thinking about the kiss this morning, Tony. All day is has playing on my mind.' Silence. 'Say something, Tony. Please.' He stepped closed, brushing Ziva's hair out of her face.

'I've been thinking about it too. I have wanted to kiss you all day, but there were too many people around.' They were almost touching now.

'Kiss me Tony' breathed Ziva. Tony bent his head and brushed his lips against Ziva's who melted into his embrace. She wrapped her arms around him as he lost his hands in her hair. They broke apart for air and rested their foreheads against each other, needing to be close to one another. Another knock at the door.

'Pizza's here' said Tony. Ziva rolled her eyes at the fact that Tony was having pizza for dinner, again. 'Stay for dinner?' Ziva nodded. Tony answered the door, paid the delivery boy and sat down next to Ziva on the couch, who had turned the TV on, having fetched two plates from the kitchen.

'You know' started Ziva, taking a slice of pizza. 'This is exactly what we were doing twenty-four hours ago.' Tony grinned, putting a slice on his plate.

'Perhaps we should make it a regular thing' he said with a smile.

Ziva smiled back at him. She leant forward and caught Tony's lips in a long, searing kiss.

'I like that idea Tony, though maybe not pizza every night.'

Tony laughed as he took another bite of pizza.

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