Ziva leaned up against the door to their hotel room and slid down it, slowly, "I cannot believe we just did that." She said, "I cannot believe we just did that."
"Zi, you've been saying that for ten minutes straight. Now I'm thinking you don't even wanna be married to me."
"Oh, Tony." She said, standing up. He had never seen her this loving and caring before. She placed her hands on his cheeks, "Never think that way, please." She pleaded, rubbing his arms soothingly.
"Well we need to get out of here before Gibbs…"
"I do not want to go back." Ziva stated, "To see the wrath of Gibbs and my father?" She shuddered, "I do not want to go back."
"But we have to, Ziva. The worst he could do is fire us, and, I mean, we'd still be together. We're married."
She smiled, "At least something made my day. Now all I need is to have sex as a married woman and I will be perfectly fine." She grinned.
"Well why don't we do it back in DC? I already checked, and the next flight back leaves in two hours."
"And Gibbs will kill us if he finds out where we are anyways." She said, "Tony we are so dead." She laughed as he pulled her out of the hotel room, his hand never leaving hers.
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Once they checked out, they called a taxi and took it to McCarran International Airport, which Tony thought was really funny, considering all of his 'Mc' nicknames for McGee. Ziva thought he was just immature. As they climbed into the taxi, and they took off, on the other side of the street, another taxi pulled up to the curb. McGee and Gibbs got out, McGee politely paying him as Gibbs slammed the door. He looked around and then spotted the hotel across the street.
"You sure they stayed here, McGee?" Gibbs asked as he crossed the busy Las Vegas Street. He shoved the doors open and shoved past the men and women who were standing in line and slammed his hands down onto the reception's desk.
"Can I help you, sir? You're cutting off all of those paying customers."
He flipped his badge, "Agent Gibbs. NCIS. You have a Ziva David check in here?"
"Yes." She smiled, "She checked in early today…."
"Room." Gibbs demanded, but when she failed to do what she was told in the first three seconds, he yelled again, banging his hand onto the counter, causing half of the people to turn and look at him, "ROOM!"
"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you."
"Why not?" He demanded, his face turning red from anger. When he found those two agents…
"They just checked out about five, six minutes ago."
Gibbs left, muttering angrily to himself, "McGee!"
"Yeah, boss?" He asked, running up to catch up with him.
"Call a taxi. Tell them to step on it. We've gotta catch Tony and Ziva before they get on a damn plane back to DC." Gibbs walked up to the curb, "TAXI." He demanded as McGee made the call.
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Ziva turned her ring in her hand for about the tenth time. They were standing in line trying to buy tickets on Continental to a trip back to DC.
"Tony…" She said, looking around, "I am rather scared."
"You have said that for about ten times." Tony said, leaning down close to her, "And I can have sex with you to calm you down." He whispered as they moved forward one person in line.
"Why not?" She pouted, "Just a quick one, please?"
He grinned, "I've never known you to be so horny, Zee-vah." He said, and she pouted and crossed her arms.
"At least let me have the credit card."
"Why? So you can go buy yourself some guy to have sex with?"
"No!" She yelled, almost too loudly, for a couple of people turned to look at her, "To buy some chocolate."
"Oh." He said, pulling out the card and handing it to her, "Have fun." He smiled, kissing the crown of her forehead before letting her go. He moved forward one person.
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"McGee." Gibbs said as he got out of the taxi, where he was standing in front of McCarran airport, "Shut down all flights. No one leaves until I find them."
"But boss-"
Gibbs spun on his heel, "Don't you question, me, McGee! Dial!" He pointed to the phone in his hands, and McGee sighed as he dialed, following his boss, who was keeping a fast pace towards the building. He threw open the door.
"Hello this is Special Agent Timothy McGee, NCIS…"
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Ziva returned to the line where Tony was standing(with her bar of chocolate, which she was nibbling as if it was the tastiest thing on Earth.) when someone came over the intercom, "All flights have been temporarily shut down due to governmental requests. We will be starting up momentarily. Please stay calm. If you would like to refund your ticket, please report immediately to customer service." A loud buzzing of angry people started to form as the announcer repeated. Tony turned slowly to Ziva.
"Ziva…"
"Tony…Gibbs didn't…"
"He wouldn't…"
He watched her eyes turn huge and her face drain for all color as she stepped back, grabbing Tony's arm, "Tony…Tony! Gibbs!" She said, pointing to the man in the black coat who was turning around, trying to spot them.
"What are we gonna do?" Tony hissed, looking down at his partner. She grabbed his hand and pulled off his ring, slipping it into Tony's jacket pocket, "What are you doing?" He demanded, and then Gibbs icy blue eyes met hers, and she saw something flash in his eyes before he started towards her.
"Run!" She yelled as she dropped the candy bar and she took off through the airport, shoving past rows and rows of people. Tony quickly followed her, his heart pounding in his ears. Why was he running? He knew it would only make it a thousand times worse.
"NCIS!" They heard Gibbs shout, "STOP!" But they didn't. They knew they were already in a lot of trouble, but they continued to run. Tony tripped over someone's luggage, catching himself before he fell as he continued to follow the Israeli. He could hear Gibbs' footsteps on the floor behind him as he tried to tail her. He was starting to lose her through the crowd, and he shoved people aside.
"ZIVA!" Tony called as she ducked around a corner. He did the same, and followed her down another pathway. He spied TSA a couple of yards in front of him, and he cursed under his breath.
"FEDERAL AGENTS! STOP!" Gibbs yelled, "DINOZZO! DAVID!" Tony finally caught up with Ziva.
"I told you we were dead!" He hissed as they reached TSA.
"I really don't want to do this…" Tony said as he and Ziva ran through TSA, Ziva using her martial arts moves to get away from the security guards, "Why are we doing this?" He demanded as he caught up to her again. They shoved past a couple of people and then realized that Gibbs, McGee, and the security guards were after them. Ziva and Tony continued to run until they saw security guards running towards them. They could hear Gibbs, McGee, and the other security guards coming from behind, so they ducked to the left, weaving through the rows of seats for the waiting, jumping over sets at a time before they ran into a dead end. Security guards caught both of their wrists and then yanked handcuffs on them. Ziva gazed loving and longingly at Tony, as if he was going to get them out of this mess. They were both panting, and so was Gibbs, but Gibbs nostrils were flaring as if they were on fire. He was so upset, Tony and Ziva were almost scared for their lives. Well, Tony was. Ziva on the other hand, was just a little scared.
"Let 'em go," Gibbs said, the anger boiling in her words as the guards protested but then nodded, undoing the handcuffs and setting them free. They didn't move, and Gibbs moved threateningly towards them, "McGee!" Gibbs called as he came running over towards them, in his light jog, completely out of breath. Tony decided not to say anything about it.
"Yeah…boss?" He panted, placing his hands on his knees, looking up at him.
Gibbs didn't look at him, however, he just looked at Tony as he said the words that made Tony and Ziva's hearts almost shut down, "How'd you like to be my new senior field agent?"
Uh...after reading some of the reviews. I don't think you get it...Gibbs just fired Tony...