BTW sorry if the formatting in my chapters suck, I'm so used to typing my Police documents like this now with all the excessive spaces (that's how work likes it for official paperwork shit blah blah) and I can't seem to break the habit haha
If it seriously irks anyone, let me know and I'll try sort it out.
Chapter Six
The next day at work, Ziva was Ziva and it was like nothing had happened the night before. She clearly knew how to separate professional and dirty sex meet ups from each other.
That was probably a good thing, if anyone found out he would either be sent home by his boss or have his favourite body part chopped off by her boss.
Every now and then however, he would catch a look in her eye when they caught each other's glances. He had a feeling she would return for more.
No one else seemed to pick up on this silent communication, so that was good.
They were all in the main office set aside for their operation, going through evidence. Ezra walked into the middle of the big desk that centred the room. This is where they were going through the evidence.
"I found this guy in the system. A nobody really. Levi Abeles. Small history with petty crimes, burglary's. Nothing on this level. He served with the IDF for 4 years. Nothing sticks out alarmingly" Ezra explained to the group.
"And he clearly doesn't have an assassins aim" Tony explained, otherwise him and Ziva would have been a lot worse off than they had been following yesterday's attack.
Ziva nodded in agreement to his statement.
"Expendable body in the main scheme of things perhaps?" Ziva put in her theory. Tony was thinking similar.
"Has he got any groups he's a part of or online groups?" Sarah put forward. A place to meet other like-minded people or for someone to pick him out and mould him to do as they like.
"Azriel is working on that angle, he's more into the computer stuff" Ezra began "So far though, nothing sticks out" he finished.
"The main person we are dealing with here has some serious training, skills and knowledge of how you guys operate, not to make any upsetting jumps to conclusion, but I wouldn't be surprised if he was a part of Mossad at some point" Tony offered. All three Mossad agents looked at him warily.
"I agree with Tony, that or they've had seriously similar training. But the Mossad theory also makes more sense to why they might be targeting the organization" Derek continued.
"Someone might not be such a fan of our new partnership with the U.S" Azriel spoke up. Work related conversation was okay.
"Agreed. We have had a few members not happy with the decision" Ziva went on.
Likely theory? Possibly.
"Obviously we can keep the idea on the table, but we aren't pointing any fingers yet" Tony stated. He saw the faces of the three Mossad as he brought up the idea initially. Denial. But once the thought was placed, it made sense and they took it on board.
He doesn't want to start pointing fingers in this organization until they have something credible. Evidence first, then they can point fingers.
"I will handle any internal investigations in our organization" Ziva stated. Even though they had a U.S partnership, the American agents wouldn't be allowed near any official Mossad documentation.
And they understood that. Just like Mossad wasn't allowed to dig deep into their sources. Tony still suspected they had found the same information in some other way, and knew everything they needed to. Not everyone was accepted on this deployment and he had a feeling Mossad intelligence had something to do with that.
He wonders if Ziva has read his intelligence file?
Maybe. She'd probably make sure he was a safe bet before deciding to get naked with him. She did have her knife within arm's reach if she needed, but he's sure she's the kind of woman who assessed anyone she was going to sleep with.
Not that he didn't think she could probably kill him with her bare hands.
He could feel Ziva looking at him. She must have noticed his distracted mind, even if it had only been for a second.
"The firearm?" she asked Ezra, but looking at Tony. He met her gaze.
"Unsure, most likely black market at this point. Serial number is long gone. It's with the forensics guy downstairs to see what we can get" Ezra explained. She held his gaze that whole time.
"I want something from that" Ziva turned to Ezra. He nodded. Obviously it was out of his control if they find anything, but just like everyone else Ziva was desperate to find something.
They all stuck their noses back into their evidence, desperate to find something before someone else gets hurt.
A few hours later, the sun was long gone and it was well passed dinner time and Abbott came into the office, two males in tow with what looked like some form of takeout. The males placed the takeout containers on a free space on the desk and left the office.
Tony only then just noticed they'd all missed lunch and his stomach was grumbling at the smell of hot food.
"Dinner is on me team, I noticed no one turned up to eat, so here you go" Abbott stated. Abbott was a good boss, he reminded Tony of Gibbs, but with a smile and fifty percent more emotional character and communication abilities.
Everyone was quick to eye up the containers and make a selection. Ziva was more tame, waiting until everyone else had made their choice before grabbing a meal. Even though he'd seen snippets of a different her, she was always so professional.
"I know you guys have been working hard at this, and we all want to get this bastard. But, you all need your rest. Work as late as you must, but I don't want to see anyone in this office tomorrow" Abbott informed them.
Tony was ecstatic. He was so tired mentally from the last few weeks.
And Abbott was right, if they don't rest, their minds won't focus as well as they could. If they want to catch this killer they needed to be on the top of their game.
Tony saw Ziva though, she looked hesitant. Tony wouldn't be surprised if she's never had a day off since she was a child. Sure, she seemed relaxed when they had sex, but it didn't take long for the professional ninja armour to be back on and she was Mossad again.
Tony almost felt bad for her. Was it her choice to be a part of Mossad? Was it an unspoken thing that had to happen because of her father?
Tony hoped she was here because this is what she loved to do. Him, he was a cop because he liked to help people. In his youth, he went through things after his mother died and he always wanted to make life better for those he could.
He feels like that's why he jokes around so much, as long as people are laughing he doesn't care if it's at him, at least they are laughing.
Ziva looked as though she was going to protest the direction to not to come into work, but Tony saw her glance at everyone in the room and saw how tired everyone looked. She may have the strength to push on, but Tony noticed she didn't have it in her to force that on anyone else.
There was that glimpse of the Ziva he'd seen in his bedroom.
She was a layer of mystery this woman, and he wanted to know so, so much more.
Abbott was looking at Ziva, he too realised she was the main one he had to convince. Ziva sent a nod to him, and Abbott returned it.
"Right team, enjoy the time. You'll need it" he finished and left the room. Abbott didn't spend much time with the team on the investigation, but Tony knew that wasn't his role. He was there to control from the top, inform the big wigs back home, have discussions with Director David. Holding down the team from the top.
Tony leant back in his chair and cracked open his takeout. It smelt so damn good. He had no idea what it was, but he knows it's going to last about ten seconds before he inhales the whole thing.
"Oh my god, this is delicious" he all but moaned. Everyone had similar looks on their faces, the statement was mutual. When his eyes caught Ziva's, there was a certain spark in her eyes. Yeah, she'd heard a moan from him somewhat similar before and that caught her attention for sure.
Interesting.
The more he picked up on the hints of her desire for him, made her all that much more addicting to think about.
He'd slept in the next morning and that made him feel so much more refreshed. He'd agreed to join Derek for a workout about midday and he'd slept just a bit too much that he felt the need to burn the extra energy. It was a good day.
He spoke to Kate and Abby on the phone last night when he got home. They had both been out on the wines and it had been a good feeling to hear the two of them laugh and poke jokes at him. He misses the team, but he also feels like when this is over he will miss this team too.
He made a mental note to try and catch up with the team back home a bit more often. It helped ease the stress.
Obviously he didn't let them know just how bad it was over here, he didn't want the two of them (mainly Abby) breaking down and getting upset. If that was the case he wouldn't be surprised if Abby flew over, drugged him and dragged him back home. She was a protective one, that was for sure.
That secret was clearly safe with Gibbs still.
Just as he finished putting on some workout gear, Buckeye sweatshirt and shorts, Derek knocked on his door.
"Ready man?" he smiled. Derek was pumped, but he went to the gym everyday anyways. That was his thing, no matter how tired he was. Tony didn't understand how he did it, but then again him and Tony have had very different experiences.
"As I'll ever be" Tony replied. Tony liked the gym, to work out, but he only dabbled every now and then. His biceps definitely weren't the committed size that Derek's were.
They walked to the gym complex and Derek was informing Tony about his phone call with his wife last night.
"She doesn't just want kids, she's now decided that she wants to get a horse" Derek sighed. Tony laughed. Sometimes, he's glad he's a single man.
"I'm pretty sure being pregnant and riding a horse do not exactly go together?" Tony raised his eyebrows in amusement.
Derek ran a hand over his face and let out a deep breath "She's got so many ideas, I swear everyday she just comes up with something new because she's bored and drinks too much wine with her girlfriends, and they come up with all these ideas" he laughed.
"I kid you not, last month they came up with the idea to open a petting zoo" at that Tony was in hysterics "Honestly brother, don't do it"
"Start a petting zoo?" Tony asked.
"Get locked down" Derek laughed. Tony joined in.
"She's your world" Tony saw it, pulled him on his joke. A soft smile pulled across Derek's face.
"Yeah" he said softly "Takes a special woman though" Derek explained.
"To put up with your shit, yes" Tony threw back. They laughed.
And for the briefest moment, Tony wondered if Ziva would ever settle down in life, or would she stay loyal to the job and just have hot sex whenever she had an itch?
Thinking of the devil herself, as Derek and Tony walked into the gym they could hear loud banging noises. Derek lifted his eyebrows in wonder to Tony. What the heck was that?
They walked around the corner to where the gym open up into a large room, weights and machines on the outside and soft mats in the middle of the room.
In the middle of the room was Ziva, Azriel and Ezra.
Ziva and Azriel were on one of the large mats and it looked as though they were… fighting? Azriel was getting up off the ground from where he had been and Ziva was standing, fists up, bouncing on her toes.
Wow.
Derek and Tony walked towards the spectacle, because to Tony, that's exactly what it was.
Ziva was sweaty, in tight black yoga pants and a black bra. Her hands were wrapped in boxing wraps, but no gloves. And… was that blood on her fists?
Ziva and Azriel didn't stop to swap pleasantries when Tony and Derek reached the edge of the mat where Ezra stood, they were focused.
Ezra turned to say hi, and he had a black eye forming on his face. However with the smile he offered, it's like he didn't even realise.
"Dude, you have a black eye?" Tony stated. Ezra smiled.
"Yeah, Ziva likes to push us to our limits" Ezra replied. As he stated that, Azriel went to strike Ziva and she spun on him, dumping him to the mat on his back again.
Jesus.
And by the look on Derek's face he was thinking the same.
"I've seen a lot in my time, but Ziva is from a whole other planet" Derek stated. That statement coming from a Seal, that was impressive.
Tony couldn't decide if he was scared or turned on at the sight.
It was definitely a mixture of both.
Next, they saw Azriel really go for Ziva, try and take her down. He managed to get her in a head lock and he pinned her on the ground. Tony thought this was some crazy shit straight out of the UFC, but in the UFC females don't fight males.
Ziva caught Azriel with a blow to the shoulder that made him release, they traded a few punches to the body while on the ground and then Ziva pinned his arm out, legs across his chest in the arm bar. Azriel tapped out.
That's when Ziva's eyes met his, they were dark. He saw a cross between excitement and adrenaline. This was her element.
"Who is next?" she asked them, smirking. She was looking at Tony, she knew who she wanted on the mat. And yes, he was scared now. She would eat him alive. Sure, he knew how to have a good scrap and come out on top, but she will actually murder him.
"Derek" he said, pushing his friend forward. Derek looked at him wide eyed.
"Dude, are you crazy?" he stated, laughing.
"Do not be shy boys" Ziva stated, still smirking. Oh, yes. She enjoyed making a fool out of men in an element like this.
"At least you know special fighting shit, I just punch and hope for the best" Tony shrugged, winking at his friend.
Derek dropped his drink bottle and towel.
"Why not, but you're next Tony" Derek agreed.
"No way" Tony replied, looking for an escape route but he was stuck between Ezra and Azriel who both gave him looks, telling him he was going nowhere.
"That he is" Ziva confirmed. Tony swallowed hard.
Fuck.
He can't decide what is going to be worse, getting beat up by Ziva or if something embarrassing happens when he gets turned on when he rolls around all sweaty with her on the mat.
He guesses he's dead either way, at least he can enjoy watching Derek getting his ass beat first.
"Rules?" Derek asked as he walked into the middle of the mat facing Ziva.
"No rules, this is life or death" she replied. Yeah, Mossad don't fuck around.
Derek went for the first move, but Ziva saw it easy. She side stepped, tapped his ankles and he fell.
"Wow, you're not kidding" Derek replied as he stood back up.
"Do not be afraid to hit me, I can handle it" she replied, she was focused again. Ninja mode.
Her comment stung Tony slightly, if she thinks she can handle it, what the hell has she been through in the past? Derek isn't a small guy. And he was a Seal. Tony almost felt… upset. Weird.
Derek shrugged and really went for Ziva that time. He got a couple blows in, shoulder, ribs. Ziva countered with a stomach and liver. They were both breathing heavy now. Derek seemed to put up a good fight against her that's for sure.
You could see on Ziva's face that she loved the challenge, appreciated the fact Derek wasn't going soft on her because she is a female. She clearly liked the challenge.
Then, Ziva got Derek into a headlock from behind. They ended up on the floor and maybe because Derek's shoulders were too big and he'd hit the weights too heavy, he couldn't reach that far back to get her. He tapped out.
The smirk on Ziva's face told Tony that she'd read his muscle definition and had done that by purpose. Knowing he wouldn't be able to reach her in that position.
Derek laughed and they shook hands.
"Damn Ziva, I hope no one ever messes with you" Derek stated. She smirked. And then her eyes settled on Tony. That sparkle was there.
Shit.
He was in trouble.
"I dunno if this is a good idea…" he tried to back up, but all three of the boys pushed him into the centre.
"I suggest you lose the jersey, if you would like to survive" Ziva stated. Was this her attempt to get him naked? He didn't have a shirt on under his hoddie.
"I don't have a shirt, I like just a sweatshirt" Tony complained.
"Your funeral" she replied. Tony looked at the boys, they all nodded their heads. Loose clothing with a hood and cords in a fight, certain death.
Oh well then.
Tony lifted his sweatshirt off and threw it to the side. Derek blew a wolf whistle at him. Ziva didn't shift her eyes from his. She's seen him naked, so she knows, and she's not going to check him out when the guys are clearly watching.
Then she winked at him with a smirk.
And lunged at him.
She went to grab but he slipped the move, she went to strike and got him. He didn't think he had it in him to hit her back.
Maybe he had to play a little dirty on this one.
He grabbed her high inner thigh, and yes for a moment she hesitated as his hands had been in a similar spot just a few nights ago for a totally different reason. That was his opening.
He got her on her chest, and thought he could get her in a headlock from behind possibly. He did do a bit of wrestling at school, so he had an idea of what he was doing.
But then all of a sudden she did some sort of flip and his head was suddenly between her thighs. In a headlock.
He saw her smirk. Yeah, she can play dirty too.
His airways were restricted, he couldn't seem to move. But, weirdly he was not too upset about his current position. He did have his head between her legs after all, and the thought of going down on her was all he could think of in that moment.
And, she probably knew that this position would have just that reaction.
Very dirty move.
He was so distracted by the sexual thought of going down on her, he totally forgot about his breathing and the fact he should be tapping out.
And so, that was when he passed out.
Good one DiNozzo.
He came to quick when a heap of water hit his face.
"Dude, do you know what tapping out is?" Derek laughed in his face. Tony sat up, slightly dizzy.
His hazy eyes caught Ziva's as she towelled down her neck and took a drink "What can I say, I'm committed to lasting as long as I can" he replied.
"Committed alright" Ezra agreed.
And yeah, the boys didn't get the sexual innuendo but the way Ziva halted her bottle halfway to her mouth and stared at him. Eyes as black as the night sky, the same colour they went when he was naked on top of her right before she let go for the second time the other night, told him she heard him loud and clear.
And she liked it.
He was playing in the danger zone now.
"If you guys want there's a get together down at the hangers tonight" Ezra then announced.
"Mossad party of sorts?" Derek asked. Ezra laughed.
"Something like that" Ezra smiled "Right Ziva?"
Ziva face looked as though she wasn't committed to the idea as yet "I do not know, you know how I feel about those things Ezra" she replied. Tony wasn't sure what the look on her face was right now.
Ezra softened "Come on Ziva, you need to let yourself relax" Ezra replied. Ziva didn't look so relaxed.
"I will think about it" she replied. Ezra left it at that.
"Boys? Bring Sarah too if she wants" Ezra looked back to them. Derek looked at Tony and he shrugged back.
"Why not, I need a drink after this" Tony stated. Derek and Ezra laughed. Azriel, he smiled. Tony couldn't help but notice Ziva was still slightly tense.
"I'll pick you guys up at your rooms at about seven then" Ezra locked in the idea.
"We will see you then" Derek replied and they all went their separate ways.
Tony couldn't help but notice how Ezra talked quietly with Ziva as they walked across the gym. Her eyes looked over in his direction then, but only for the briefest moment.
He wonders why she didn't like these gatherings? Because if the other night told him anything, she liked to drink and she liked to relax.
Maybe if he goes, she might?
He hopes so.