Ziva opened her eyes and blinked a couple of times before an unfamiliar room was brought to her eyes. She groaned and sat up as she realized that what she thought was a nightmare was actually reality. She turned to her right and stared over at her sleeping partner. How long had she been out? She glanced over at the clock, which read 5:14. If Gibbs and McGee figured out where they were, they would probably already be here by now…fear rushed through her body as she quickly shoved Tony off of the bed.

He stood up, taking a ready position, "Where's the fire?"

"Nothing. Let's go get married."

"Now?" Tony asked, sighing, "Can't we just have one more round in bed?" He asked, pointing to the bed that Ziva was sitting on.

"No! Do you not understand, Tony?" She asked, standing up and walking towards him, "If Gibbs and McGee figured out where we are hours ago, they could already be here. We need to get married before Gibbs finds out."

Tony could feel his heart accelerate as he eyed his girlfriend carefully, "What time is it?" He cautiously asked.

"5:15." She said, "We need to go."

"Let's at least stop by and buy you a dress or something."

She rolled her eyes as she pulled on her shirt, "Fine. But if I have to buy new clothes, then so do you."

"Okay." Tony smiled as he slipped on his pants.

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McGee was having a hard time catching up with Gibbs, who was shoving through the crowded terminal. They had just landed in Vegas. McGee started into a light jog to keep up with his boss as he navigated through the crowd. He had an angry frown on his face, and McGee knew that Tony and Ziva were in loads of trouble.

"Call Abby!" Gibbs suddenly demanded, "Ask her if Ziva used her credit card for any more transactions."

"Right. On it, boss." He said as he pulled out his cell phone. Gibbs called for a taxi, but then realized it was going to take too long, so decided to walk. Fast. McGee ran to catch up.

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"What do you think about this one?" Tony asked as he showed her a white, strapless dress. It was simple. They had headed to a small boutique instead of a wedding dress shop, for Ziva didn't want to feel 'out of place' after they got married.

"Fine. She nodded, I like it." To be honest, it was okay, but she knew that they were running out of time. If it was possible she was having a famous 'Gut feeling' that Gibbs was almost here, or he was here, he just hadn't found them yet. She turned around and felt all of the blood drain out of her face as she pulled on Tony's arm. He fell as they ducked behind a wedding dress rack.

"What?" he hissed, "Are you doing?"

"I just saw him." Ziva squeaked, "Gibbs and McGee just walked past this store."

"No you…" Tony started in with a joke, and then it abruptly died as he saw the look on his partner's face, "Well what are we going to do?" He asked, and she shoved the clothes at him.

"Buy them and let's get out of here. Ask them where the closest wedding chapel is and take us there."

"But what about a ring?" Tony asked, slightly disappointed that he wasn't going to be able to go ring shopping with Ziva.

"We'll do that in DC. I am sorry, Tony, but I would like to get married before Gibbs kills us."

"Good point. I'll pay for 'em." He said, quickly kissing the side of her cheek, "Don't worry. Everything will be okay. We'll buy the clothes, get married, and then get the next flight back to DC. Don't worry." He said as he hurried over to the cashier, swiping the credit card as he paid for the items. Once they were bagged, Ziva and Tony both hurried out of the store, looking all over for Gibbs and McGee before they took off in the opposite way that Ziva saw the boss heading. They only hoped that they could get there in time.

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McGee sighed as he heard his cell phone ring. He pulled it out, "Special Agent McGee."

"McGee! Ziva just used her credit card again! At some boutique…Alissa's Boutique? I don't know." She gave him the address as McGee looked up at the street signs.

"We were just on that street," Gibbs stopped and turned to McGee, "We're on that street, Abs."

"I'm running the GPS coordinates of your phone right now…" She said, and McGee could hear typing in his ear, "About a quarter of a mile from your guys. You're right. They were just there."

"Good job, Abs. We're going there right now." And he hung up the phone, turning to his boss, "Ziva just used her credit card at Alissa's Boutique. "

"Come on, let's go." Gibbs said as he motioned for the junior field agent to follow as he took off into the crowd.

By the time that they made it to the boutique, they walked in and Gibbs immediately walked up to the cashier, "Hi, I'm Special Agent Gibbs, I need to ask you a few questions." He said, holding up his badge.

"What questions?" The brunette behind the counter asked.

Gibbs reached into his pocket and pulled out two photos, one of Ziva and one of Tony. He put them on the counter and slid them over to her, "You ever seen these two?"

She smiled, "Yeah. I did. Just a couple minutes ago."

"They buy anything?"

"Yup." She said, reaching down and pulling out a receipt. She read it quickly, "A black suit and a sundress."

"They say anything?"

"I only saw the man, but he asked where the closest wedding chapel was."

Gibbs could feel his heart drop into his throat, "Wedding chapel?" he asked.

"Yes. Wedding chapel."

"And where is this wedding chapel?" Gibbs asked, and, overhearing the conversation, McGee walked over and stood next to him.

"About half a mile from here. Just turned left." She pointed, "And go down for half a mile. You can't miss it. Big sign."

"Thanks." Gibbs said, pocketing the photos as he turned to McGee, "Looks like Tony and Ziva are getting married."

"Boss…that can't be possible!" McGee laughed, "I mean…can it?"

"Only one way to find out." Gibbs shrugged as he started out of the store.

Abby was right! McGee thought as they headed out of the boutique.

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"Elvis?" Ziva asked Tony after she walked out of the changing room, "What's an 'Elvis'?"

"Elvis." Tony said, "You know, Aint nothing but a hound dog…" Tony started to sing, "Right?"

Ziva shook her head, "Never heard of it." She said, "But we need to hurry this up."

"Right. Well apparently the Elvis in there had two extra rings, for occasions just like this, so we're covered." He grinned, "Clam down. We'll be fine."

She nodded her head, even though she didn't believe him, and Tony disappeared. She started down the aisle, a bouquet of roses that one of the women working there gave to her. She saw the Elvis, and she smiled, but then she saw Tony, and she knew that she needed to hurry up. She walked faster down the aisle, and the organ player started playing faster. Before she knew it, she was in front of him, and another worker took her roses. Apparently she was her brides maid. Tony took her hands.

"We are gathered here today…" He spoke in an 'Elvis' voice, which just sounded odd to Ziva, "to join these two together in holy matrimony."

Could we please hurry this up? Ziva thought as she stared into Tony's deep brown eyes. He squeezed her hands reassuringly, and she couldn't help but grin back.

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Gibbs ran as fast as he could, and McGee struggled to keep up, "Boss! Slow down! Please!" he pleaded, but Gibbs could see the chapel in view. Just a little bit longer and he'd be able to stop them from getting married. Stop them from ruining their lives just like he did…four times over.

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"Ziva David, do you take Tony DiNozzo to be your lawfully wedded husband?" She nodded.

"I do." She quickly said, slipping his ring onto his finger.

"And Tony DiNozzo, do you take Ziva David to be your lawfully wedded wife?" He grinned.

"Hell yeah I do." He said, copying the same movement.

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Gibbs just had a couple more yards left. Just 500, maybe 400 yards. He could get there in time. He could stop this. He had to stop this.

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"I now pronounce you husband and wife." He said, "You may now kiss the bride." Tony leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, and she smiled against his. She felt as if a whole burden had been lifted off of her back as the new ring on her fourth finger burned, but only in passion.

"McGee! Hurry up!" They heard someone yell from outside, and they jumped as the Elvis handed them a pen.

"Sign on the line here and here." Tony signed and initialed in all of the places and handed the pen to Ziva. She did the same as she snatched the marriage certificate up and hurriedly looked around for a back door. Elvis figured out what they were doing and pointed to the door on the right. They ran out of that one and closed it just as the one on the other side opened up, revealing Agent Gibbs and Agent McGee to the bride's maids, the organ player's, and the Elvis' eyes.

"You seen either one of these people?" Gibbs asked, out of breath as he walked down the aisle and pulled out the photos. The Elvis shook his head.

"Nope. Sorry, man." He looked at the two of them and pointed to them, "Now is there anything I can help you two with? You wanna get married?"

Gibbs gave a half-smile as he shook his head at the Elvis before starting back down the aisle, "No thanks, not again."

Hehe. Tony and Ziva won! : )