So I know most of you are waiting for them to finally enter Haven. I promise they will get there but there are some other things that have to happen first. If I controlled the story they'd already be there but apparently I am not in control….sigh As always thank you for the lovely reviews and if I'm boring you I do apologize.

Gibbs watched Ziva pack her suitcase smiling, any other woman would have packed multiple pairs of shoes Ziva on the other hand was having trouble trying to pare down the number of knives she wanted to take.

Ziva saw Gibbs grinning at her and cocked her head. "What?"

Gibbs shook his head, "I just like the way you pack for a weekend away." He saw her lift a brow and then smile at him. "I remember you saying that Cal told you weapons aren't allowed in Haven but we aren't going to Haven yet." She paused for a minute and then continued quieter this time. "I don't believe there are no weapons, and I doubt I can manage to go in there unarmed."

Gibbs grinned again. "I kinda figured that Zi, I imagine you have all sorts of lovely places you can hide a weapon. Just do me a favor and warn me ahead of time, I wanna skip any nasty cuts." He watched her flush a deep shade of red and laughed out loud.

"Jethro you have a dirty mind."

"Damn right I do, at least when it comes to you." Gibbs moved to stand behind her and while caressing her bracelet let his mouth skimmed along her neck. "Vance asked me how I felt about hiding us from the team. I told him I was managing because it was the job, but I want you to know I would tell anyone who cared to ask if I could."

Ziva felt her pulse pick up understood the depth of what he was telling her. "I feel the same Neshama. Tony asked me if he would ever get to meet the man in my life, I could not really answer him. Tony is my friend and it is hard to lie to him." She hated that it wasn't as hard to lie to McGee but there were many reasons for that.

Gibbs understood that and hugged her close. She smelled good and had dressed for him. Today she wore a simple red dress that on her was anything but simple. Pushing it gently off her shoulder he pressed a kiss on the curve of her shoulder; turning her he trailed the kiss down the slope of her breast. She shuddered against him and he let his teeth nip gently, she always held him this way on the edge of darkness. He waited for her protest some sign she was unwilling instead he heard her moan low in her throat. The dress hit the floor as his hands tangled in her hair. Still he caressed her breast with his mouth. He felt his control slipping and trusting Ziva allowed it to slide slowly away.

"Hands on my shoulders Zi, remain still." Pausing long enough to watch her eyes, he saw desire hit her hard and fast taking with it the last of his control.

Ziva had felt the change in him the moment his teeth had nipped at her soft flesh. Deliciously rough yet still gentle she had known what his intent was. She could feel the shift in his body language, but it was when he spoke that she truly knew. That voice that she so rarely heard, like music to her ears had poured forth the man he only shared with her. Her body responded instantly, she was burning from the inside out just breathing for a moment. She felt him stand to his full height and her muscles tightened, her arousal scenting the air. As he watched her she was reminded just how powerful he was and she shivered in anticipation. She raised her arms settling them on his shoulders fingers biting into the softness of his shirt.

Gibbs saw how much she wanted him, how eagerly she responded to his simple command and couldn't stop the growl that forced its way out of his throat. She stood before him in nothing but midnight lace and a knife strapped to her thigh, damned if that didn't turn him on as it always did. Her arousal was heavy in the air telling him how much she wanted him. Letting his hand stroke its way down her thigh he took the knife from the sheath around her leg letting it rest delicately between her breasts he used the tip to slice the fabric free of her body. He watched for her reaction wondering if it was too much for her, only to see her eyes darken with need. Her eyes began to flutter close and with his free hand he grasped her chin ever so gently. "No, keep your eyes open, I want to watch you."

Ziva felt the lightening hot pleasure zip through her first when he used the knife to cut her bra and again when he spoke. She felt the whisper of steel as it ghosted along her hip and caught in the delicate lace first one side and then the other. Her panties fell to the floor and she heard him sigh, he tugged gently on her hair while slipping the knife back into its sheath. She had to work hard to keep her eyes open to keep them locked with his whenever he glanced to her. Her body clenched and unclenched calling for him to be inside her and locking her gaze with his was an intimacy she hadn't known she was missing.

"You are a gift Ziva, made for me." He traced the mark he'd left on her breast "Mine."

Ziva's body moved of its accord trying to close the short space between them. He stopped her with a firm hand on her hip. "No." her eyes snapped to his nearly cursing the raw grin he didn't bother to hide.

"Are you wet Ziva, you must be. I've barely touched you and yet I can smell your need." He saw her blush and her eyes start to move away, but she remembered what he'd asked and kept her gaze to his. Leaning in slightly he touched his lips to her ear. "I like knowing how ready you are for me, knowing I could slide inside you right this second." Drawing back he felt her hands on his shoulders tremble.

Her head was swimming and her breathing was ragged. Ziva had to grip harder at his shoulders feeling fabric covered muscle bunch beneath her fingers. His thumb brushed over her nipple and she couldn't stop from crying out.

"There are times I think about doing this to you at work, far too often I think of pulling you into that office again. I think about bending you over a desk and taking you from behind. Somehow I always manage to stop myself but I still think about it." Gibbs was barely touching her just letting his hand skim over her body with feather light touches here and there. He could feel her arousal growing, heat poured from her and he stepped just the slightest bit closer. "If I wanted you to take off all your clothes and let me take you there in an office at work you would let me wouldn't you?"

Ziva felt his barely-there touch and wanted to scream at him to touch her for real, to demand he give her what she wanted instead she met his fierce blue gaze and nodded. It was the only answer she could give, the truth of wanting him inside her anywhere they were. "Yes."

Gibbs felt his body harden more than he thought possible, yet he remained in control. His hand brought her hip just barely into contact with his cloth covered erection, she whimpered and he watched her eyes go liquid with need. The morning light caught the gold of her bracelet and he traced the intricate weave, letting his other hand weave the same pattern on her belly dipping agonizingly low. He watched her struggle to continue to meet his gaze. "Knowing you're mine is like nothing else Ziva."

Deliciously calloused hands slipped over the curve of her hip, sliding around to just inside her mid-thigh. Ziva moved just slightly encouraging him let his hand drift higher. To her frustration his hand stayed at the midway point tracing circles in the wetness he found there. "Please.."

Gibbs saw the faint sheen of a sweat break out on her body and knew she was close. His own body trembled with the need to be inside her but he wanted something else more. "Patience Ziva I fully intend to give you what I want, but my way."

Ziva felt that voice slide over her, his fingers dancing over her flesh and almost gave a demand of her own. Instead she remained hands on his shoulders, legs aching trusting in him. "Neshama." Just saying the word made her body clench even harder, he had to know what he was doing to her the proof was under his fingers.

"I love you even more every time you say that Ziva. It makes me want to wrap myself around you and never let go." Gibbs stepped just another breath closer letting his body brush up against her breasts, that simple touch had her gasping. His hand grasped her hip holding there even as her hips teased against him in desperation. He tugged again at her hair, forcing her head back and letting his mouth claim the satin of her collarbone. She was taking short gasping breaths, mewling low in her throat and pushing against his hand at her hip. Gently he nipped at the silken skin that tasted of a spice uniquely her own.

Ziva felt the cotton of his shirt brush against her sensitive skin, the firm pressure on her hip and the gentle tease of his bite and it was all too much. Her body flew apart, her muscles clenching, her womb tightening all while crying out his name. The fire in her burned hard and drove over her in waves crashing in on her as Gibbs lowered her to the bed behind them. She was just starting to feel the soft aftershocks, when Gibbs somehow free of clothing slid inside her seating himself fully in one swift stroke. The shock brought her back to ecstasy without so much as time to take a breath. One hand cupped her face, again forcing their gazes together and even as the force of the moment swept over her she could see it in his eyes as well. Ice blue darkened to flame blue; she could see the pleasure that worked its way over him making him tighten his grip on her. A firm push of his hips and they were both lost, white hot fire rushing through them both.

It could have been minutes or hours later when Ziva was finally able to breathe normally. She was shaking not just from the pleasure but from what he'd been able to do to her. Turning in his arms she found him watching her, again, she couldn't stop the blush that washed over her and almost looked away, stopping only by will.

Gibbs watched her trying to come to terms with what had happened between them. He knew then that she'd never experienced such a thing before. He drew her tighter in his arms waiting for her to say something.

"How, Jethro?" She swallowed took a breath "With you it's been easier than ever before in my life, no struggle or feeling left behind but just now. I ….."

Gibbs digested her words, they left him with questions but for now he would answer hers. "When you give over control Ziva it can be very stimulating. Add to that you trust me, if you didn't you wouldn't have responded the way you did." He saw something flicker in her eyes, just as quickly it was gone but not before he knew what had been lurking there. "I've never made another woman come without touching her before Ziva. Just you."

Ziva bit her lip feeling guilty that he'd been able to see where her thoughts had gone. "I wasn't going to ask Jethro."

Gibbs smiled and stroked her hair, "But you wondered and I never want you to feel like you can't ask anything you want to know."

Glancing at the clock behind him he saw it was nearing noon. "We should probably finish getting ready to go. I need to run an errand for a bit but I'll be back in time for us to leave."

Ziva stretched enjoying the view as Gibbs made his way, nude, to the bathroom. "I would join you but I think you would not get to those errands if I did." She heard his chuckle and smiled.

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Gibbs sat outside his lawyer's office, grateful Sawyer had been able to fit him in as he'd asked. He was healthy, with no reason to be here, except a dangerous job and a woman he loved. There was another reason but for now he pushed that particular omission aside and walked into Sawyer's office.

Sawyer Reed had been his friend for years, fielding him through the loss of Shannon and Kelly, three divorces and everything in between. When Gibbs had called him a week earlier he'd heard the surprise in his voice the unasked question and known he'd be giving the answers today. Sawyer had agreed to see him on a weekend understanding his need for privacy. Gibbs stepped into his office and grinned at the casual jeans that were so the Sawyer he'd always known. "Hey."

Sawyer looked up and was shocked at Gibbs' appearance. In all the years he'd known Jethro he'd never seen him look so rested or so happy. His concerns took a back seat when Gibbs sank in a chair across from his desk and propped his feet on top. "Hey yourself, I was going to ask if you were okay but I'm thinking I don't need to."

Gibbs couldn't stop another grin. He'd known that Sawyer's first question would be regarding his health. "I'm as healthy as I can be Sawyer, that's not why I came."

"You said you wanted to change your will Jethro, other than basic addendums you've never done that before. You can't be surprised I'm curious."

Gibbs looked at Sawyer in silence for a long moment. The man was right even during his marriages he hadn't changed his will but then he'd never been in the position he was now. He had money, too much money for a man like him. Shannon had come from a somewhat wealthy family, and an even wealthier grandfather. When she'd turned twenty five she'd inherited a trust she hadn't been aware of when they'd married. They had intended to save it for Kelly content to live on what he made. The money had remained untouched.

"I want you to rewrite my will keep everything the same regarding my dad. I want him taken care of but the rest I want to go to someone else. " Gibbs pulled out a piece of paper with all of Ziva's information on it. Sliding it across the desk he waited for Sawyer's inevitable reaction.

Sawyer looked at the paper recognized the name and didn't bother to hide his shock when he looked back up at Gibbs. "I won't ask if you're sure but care to share the details?"

"She is…what I didn't know I was looking for with the others." Gibbs swallowed and played with a paperweight from Sawyer's desk. " I want it written so that should there be any children they are taken care of as well. I don't know how that works, but should anything happen to both of us." Gibbs trailed off feeling his stomach clench as he spoke. The idea of losing Ziva or leaving behind a child was unthinkable.

Sawyer saw a shudder pass through Gibbs and was reminded how they had met. He'd been the one to inform Gibbs and Shannon of the trust she'd received. Neither of them had reacted as he would have predicted. Gibbs had been cautious and Shannon hadn't wanted to touch the money. She had been proud to be the wife of a marine and saw the money as a way to provide for Kelly's future. The money had remained untouched since then. Even when Kelly and Shannon had passed Gibbs had refused to speak of it. Sawyer had learned not to mention it after a while. "I can do that. You'll have to come back once I draw the papers up, it has to be witnessed. Does she know?"

Gibbs smiled glancing at Sawyer understanding he had to ask. "She doesn't know anything about the money or that I'm here. In fact Ziva would probably be pissed as hell if she did know. We aren't legally married so if something happened to me she wouldn't have anything from me. I want more for her."

Sawyer thought long and hard before responding. "I know you tried to give that money back to Shannon's family. I always wondered why they wouldn't accept it."

Gibbs stared out the window. "They didn't want the reminder any more than I did. Later her mother told me what had been Shannon's was mine as it should be between a husband and wife. This might not make sense but Shannon would want me to do this. I can't put it into words how I know that just that I do."

Sawyer took a deep breath. "I don't know Ziva but I've heard you talk about her, I see how she makes you feel and I know Shannon would. She was a beautiful soul Gibbs and she would have wanted you to be happy, this kind of happy."

Gibbs let out the breath he hadn't known he was holding. Sawyer was the one person in his life who could know the answer. He'd known Shannon since they were teenagers. He'd arraigned her funeral in Gibbs' absence, mourned her loss nearly as deeply as Gibbs. "Thank you for that." Glancing at his watch he realized he was in danger of being late if didn't get moving. "I have to go, but thanks again."

Sawyer walked Gibbs to the door "When do I get to meet her?"

Gibbs had been waiting for this "What about dinner on Friday. We'll bring the food but it's easier if we come to your place. We have to be discreet as you can imagine."

Sawyer smirked "You and your need to push the edge. That sounds good, but I'll grill you bring the other stuff."

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Gibbs drove content with the silence that had settled between him and Ziva. She was doing something on an electronic tablet, every now and then she would mutter in frustration curse in Hebrew making him wonder. "What are you doing?"

"Killing pigs, with birds. It is harder than one would think. It is a game Tony showed me." She sighed and turned the tablet off. She saw him smirk. "What?"

"Never figured you for a video game kind of girl Zi."

He saw her head swing towards him frustration clear in her expression, "First I am not a girl, as you well know secondly I wish Tony had not shown them to me they are far to addicting."

Gibbs laughed "Trust me Ziva I have no doubt just how much woman you are and I promise to keep you distracted enough that you won't think about playing video games anymore."

Ziva smiled at that and let her hand find his. "We should talk about how we are going to handle tonight."

Gibbs took his eyes off the road just long enough to glance at her. "Worried?"

"Not worried but it is a mission like any other and we have not gotten around to discussing the details." She blushed when his look reminded her of just what kept distracting them.

"Since they want to meet at an Inn I imagine we'll have dinner in a private room. They'll go in depth with just what the rules are, give us whatever key or identification is necessary. After that is when I think it will start to get complicated. As for how we act, I'd say just like us. We're in the habit of being cautious and keeping this to ourselves. They will expect that."

"Do you think it will be safe for us to be seen together tonight? Outside of dinner I mean. We took a very big risk going to the club that night and we are lucky it was Holly Snow we ran into. It was a necessary risk but I still worry what would happen…" Ziva stopped talking not liking how her words sounded.

"If we got caught Ziva? For the purposes of the case it would be a problem, getting invited in as quick as it was still took time and those missing couples need to be found. That has to be our priority from now on. If it weren't for that to be honest I think I'd like getting caught with you." He saw her flush and look at him in surprise. "So to speak."

Ziva thought about what he'd said for much of the rest of the drive. They drove around the horseshoe driveway parking in front of the Inns entrance. Gibbs glanced at the door then back at Ziva, "Understand Ziva regardless of what we have to do to close this case the fact I love you will not change." He took her hand and fixed her gaze with his. "I'm grateful for the time we've had to be together just us; it's given us time to understand what we mean to each other."

Ziva saw him pause trying to find the words. "I understand Jethro, I know that this case could make things difficult between us but remember I am yours and what I feel for you will not change."

Gibbs could hear the determination and honesty in her voice. He leaned in giving her a kiss. Stepping out of the car together they faced the Inn and whatever came next.