And here it is:
Rule #1
Tony turned again. He hated to sleep on the couch. Really hated it! But four nights ago Ziva had banned him from their bedroom. Since then he had slept on the couch, the floor or in the bathtub. The couch was bad, but the other choices had been worse.
At work he had complained about his back, even overacted but Ziva had not let him back in yet.
His back hurt really bad. And all this because he had broken the rule number one she had made for him. He thought about that. It had been a mistake to agree to this rule. How could he not break it? This aspect of his life belonged to him like his name! He was Anthony DiNozzo, he was known for this! How could she come up with a rule she knew he would break sooner or later? He sighed, it had not been her fault; he still didn't know what came over him to do it three times in a row. But he had. But his punishment was not fair. If she had broken his rule number one he would have never made her sleep on the couch. There was no point in that anyway. Ziva was able to sleep in any place and any position. Hell, he had seen her sleep sitting straight on a chair!
He turned again and closed his eyes. Slowly he drifted into slumber until he felt a warm hand on his shoulder. "Come to bed Tony." He heard Ziva's soft voice.
He looked at her: "Am I forgiven?"
"What's rule #1?"
"No movie-quotes in bed." He answered: "I'm sorry."
She smiled and said again: "Come to bed."