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Notes: Thanks for the reviews. I wasn't going to write another piece but this popped into my small mind and I had to remove it before it stopped my brain processing vital functions. It's a little different from the first piece but I hope you like it. Interpret how you will.

Tony DiNozzo arrived home after what was arguably one of the worst weeks of his life. In the last few days he had been accused of murder by the FBI but worst of all he had to face Jean Benoit, the woman whose heart he had broken. Tony turned on the two lamps in his sitting room welcoming the warm, yellow glow that contrasted so sharply with the uninviting, cold, bright lights of NCIS Headquarters. He pulled off his jacket, kicked off his shoes and headed to the kitchen to grab a beer before falling comfortably into the sofa. He struggled momentarily to pull the TV remote out from between the cushions that he was sitting on. He turned the TV on but did not really pay attention, he drew great comfort from the noise even if he was not listening.

"You ok Tony?" The familiar voice of Kate Todd asked softly. He looked at her face and thought how pleased he was to see her.

Tony took a drink of his beer. "I'm fine." He said weakly.

Her face was serious, "Don't lie to me Tony, I know you too well. Come on, spill. Did you have a bad day?" She was not going to let this go.

"The worst." Tony closed his eyes and leaned back further into the cushions of his sofa. "Kind of like Harrison Ford in The Fugitive."

Kate grinned. "You killed your wife? Tony, I didn't even know you were married." Tony gave her a look that told her he was not in the mood for joking. She looked sufficiently guilty. "So what has been happening in the world that is so bad DiNozzo would be watching a useless shopping channel?"

"Maybe I like a good deal."

Kate was back to serious. "Or maybe you're avoiding the question. Tell me."

Tony sighed heavily in defeat and began, "A few months back Director Shepherd asked me to," He took a moment to think of the best way to say this, "involve myself with a woman called Jean Benoit so that we could get more information on her father who is a weapons smuggler. Well I was dutiful to the last and ended up breaking her heart in process. Short version. Her father was murdered, the FBI arrested me on her eyewitness report and then I told her it was all part of my job."

"Smooth as ever DiNozzo." There was a moments silence. "Did you mean it?"

"I don't know." Tony looked at her sheepishly. "The thing is I know I felt something for her that I rarely, if ever, feel for the other girls I date but there was still something missing. There was something wrong about it."

"Wow Tony, for you that is big. I just wish I could document this moment." Kate was trying to lift the mood but Tony was still feeling bad. "What was so wrong about it? Aside from the fact she had you arrested for murder."

Tony looked at Kate. "I don't know. I know I hurt her but when I saw her it wasn't her I was feeling so bad for. Don't get me wrong I feel awful for leading her on just because I was ordered to. And I know I shouldn't have got so involved on my part but I don't think it was so much being with her as being with the idea of her. Having something normal was nice."

"Except it wasn't normal. When you saw her what were you feeling?"

"Well I was angry. Very angry. She just tried to put me away for murder. I wouldn't have gone over if it hadn't been for Ziva." Realisation dawned on Tony. "The look in Ziva's eyes was ten times worse then the look in Jean's."

"You're more upset about hurting Ziva then you are about hurting Jean." Kate rolled her eyes. "DiNozzo why does everything have to be so complicated with you?"

"It's not that complicated Kate." He said slightly defensively. "See if I'd stayed with Jean it would have been War of the Roses. We'd end killing each other. And after this week I am more sure of that fact. But with Ziva it would be When Harry Met Sally. Except Sally would be a hell of a lot scarier. Think Meg Ryan cross Lara Croft cross Darth Vader. Dark, mysterious, armed and frightening."

Kate smiled, "She'll forgive you Tony."

"I'm not sure." Tony's mood dropped again.

Kate was exasperated; "DiNozzo how blind are you?!"

A small knock on his front door was enough to bring him out of his daze. Tony could feel Kate's absence. He placed his bottle of beer on the table and made his way slowly to the door. Opening the door revealed Ziva who was holding a pizza box and two movies. Silently the two made their way to the living room and sat down opposite the TV. Ziva broke the silence; "I have two movies for you to pick from. There is a dark comedy about a crazy couple who get divorced or one about two friends who realise they are in love. McGee assures me that the second choice is a must see as it 'defined the genre.'" She looked at Tony who was grinning. "Number two?"

Tony set up the movie and sat back down next to Ziva. They sat eating the pizza and watching the film in silence until Ziva reached over and gave Tony a small slap on back of his head. He looked shocked, "What was that for?"

Ziva looked nervous; "Don't do that again."

"What?"

"Jean Benoit. Do not do that to me again." Her voice contained a lot of warning. She reached over and took Tony's beer. The look on his face showed her that he understood her meaning.