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Tony opened the door to Ziva's apartment and was instantly greeted by a mixture of scents he associated with the Mossad agent. Closing the door behind him he walked lazily through the apartment looking at the various statues and pictures that decorated the place. Tony smiled at a picture of Ziva and Abby that had been framed and was now resting on a shelf. Nearby was another picture of the team. Tony noted that Gibbs looked as scary in the picture as he did in real life. Tony continued walking through the apartment. This was the first time he had been allowed into the apartment without Ziva watching his every move. Luckily a series of events had been put into action and Ziva had been forced to agree to let Tony water her plants. Tony continued to wander through the apartment and his eyes came to rest on the small DVD collection by the television. Tony moved towards it immediately. He flicked through the DVDs.

"Oh Ziva this is pathetic!" He groaned. "You know, I bought her a bunch of classics for Christmas," He looked up in confusion, "Hanukkah? Well, I bought her some classics and there isn't a single one on this shelf."

"Tony you realise that not everyone considers Drop Dead Fred or Notting Hill examples of classic film making." Kate Todd said from beside him.

Tony pulled a face. "I don't think anyone would consider Notting Hill a classic." He continued to flick through the collection. "Seriously, I think this is the worst DVD collection I have ever seen. And I've seen McGeek's DVDs." Tony pulled one of the DVDs out, "Kate and Leopold! Oh no Ziva! Look at this!" His voice had gone oddly high pitched. "Closer, Dirty Dancing, Breakfast at Tiffany's. Ok that's a classic but look at this, You've Got Mail." He was truly disgusted.

Kate was laughing, "You girlfriend is a romance junkie."

"I got her The Godfather, Kill Bill, The Shining. Where are they?" He walked over to the sofa and started lifting the cushions as though Ziva had hidden them there. "Bedroom! She probably has them in the bedroom."

"Lead the way." Kate laughed.

Tony entered the bedroom and was horrified to find that Ziva had no television. Not even a computer or portable DVD player. "This is not good."

"Oh my God, Tony come look at this." Kate ordered from the other side of the room.

"The Horse Whisperer, Atonement, Hummingbird, Naked in Death, Pride and Prejudice, Mansfield Park!" Tony was horrified. "Romance novels! Kate..."

Kate was wearing the biggest grin, "We all have to release our emotions in some way. You know, I think that is the biggest Mills and Boon collection I've ever seen."

Tony was looking around and starting to notice things. The collection of stuffed animals that were resting on the pink, flowery bedspread. The thousands of pot plants. The cross-stitiched teddy bear pictures. The cute little heart statues. Pink! Pink! Pink! He was suffocating on the horrible, floral smell that had filled the room. Tony turned to run for the door but it was closed and he was greeted with the scariest image he had ever seen. The cross-stitch was perfect. The colour, the likeness was perfect.

Kate had stopped laughing and had gasped so loud it had momentarily frightened Tony from his daze. She walked beside him, "Ok DiNozzo that is a little creepy."

"A little. That is creepy. That is a lot creepy! The next step is tearing my skin off and making pictures of me with it." Tony was staring at the life sized cross-stitch image of himself. The pink lettering above the picture was what worried him the most, 'My Boyfriend' it read unashamedly.

"Oh God Tony, she's made you a family." Said Kate's voice from behind.

Before Tony could turn to see his stitched family he was sitting on his sofa taking in large gulps of air.

"You were dreaming." Ziva said from next to him on the sofa. She laughed at the expression on his face. "Want to tell me what it was about?"

Tony shook his head and stared at Ziva with a mixture of confusion and fright. "You can't sew can you?"

Ziva smiled, "Now I have to know what the dream was about."

Tony relented and told her everything. "... and then I turned around to see the family and I woke up." He relaxed as Ziva laughed heartily.

After a few minutes Ziva had calmed down enough to speak, "Tony like I'd let you into my apartment on your own."