Ziva David fidgeted nervously in her seat. She glanced down at the clock one more time. It was almost 1400h, and that was when practice started. She needed to get out of there and then to the rink, on the other side of town, in less than half an hour, and she did not even know where Gibbs was at this hour. They had just wrapped up the case, figuring out that her husband did it when he found out she was cheating on him, and she had just finished her paperwork.
"Ugh!" Ziva groaned in frustration, slapping her hand down on her desk before muttering incoherent words in Hebrew.
"Are you okay?" Tony asked, sincerity actually evident in his voice.
"I am fine." She says, looking up at him, "Where is Gibbs?" she asked.
"Dunno, Ziva." He said, "Are you sure there isn't anything I can help you with?" Tony asked, raising his eyebrows.
She laughed and shook her pen at him, "Not in the slightest."
"So…" Tony started, looking around the bullpen carefully before finally resting his eyes back on his partner, "Whatcha doing tonight?"
She grinned slightly as she looked down at her paper, "Does it matter, Tony?"
He shrugged his shoulders, "I was just wondering. So who's the lucky man this time around?" he asked.
She looked up at him, "Why do you ask that?" She furrowed her eyebrows together.
"Ah!" He exclaimed, crossing his legs and putting them up onto the desk before placing his hands behind his head, "So you do have a date! What's his name?"
"He does not have a name." She said, and he laughed.
"Oh, so it's a she?" He prompted, and she let her mouth slightly drop open before closing it.
"No, if you must know, I am not going out with anyone."
"So whatcha doing?"
"Who called you today, saving your side from Gibbs?"
"Hide, Ziva." He closed his eyes, "Saving your hide."
She furrowed her eyebrows together, "Hide? Why would I hide?"
He rolled his eyes and put his arms down, "Never mind."
"Never mind what, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked as he walked into the bullpen, a new, fresh cup of coffee donned in his right hand.
Ziva immediately stood up as Tony put his legs back down onto the ground. She stood at attention in front of Gibbs desk, who just looked up at her, "What?" He asked, spreading his arms out a little.
"I would like to go home now, Gibbs. I have a prior commitment." She said, and he sighed.
"You email me the paperwork?"
"Yes." She nodded, once.
He sighed again, and then closed his eyes, "Fine. Go on. Be back here by 0700h." He gave a little flick of his hand as she quickly grabbed her already packed backpack before heading out of the bullpen faster than a jack rabbit.
"Hey!" Tony protested, "How come you let her go?"
"Are you done with your paperwork, DiNozzo?" He asked, looking up at him over his computer screens. Tony gulped and shook his head.
"Well no but…"
Gibbs just nodded his head and then sat down, pressing enter in a rather hard manner as Tony sighed and slumped into his seat, staring at the nearly empty document in front of him. He glanced at his clock. I'm going to be late….
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Ziva David parked like a maniac in front of the rink and then grabbed her backpack before jogging into the front entrance. She started towards the ice when she spotted one of her fellow figure skaters, Mary.
"Ziva!" She exclaimed, running over to her, her brown hair, which was pulled up into a tight ponytail, bobbing as she stood in front of her, dressed in her tights, her leotard, which was purple, and her skates, "You're here! Good, but you're late. And Natasha's really getting upset." Natasha was their figure skating instructor/teacher, "She said that if you're not here, since you're like, our number one, we're going to not have practice. Because we have to do this, Ziva, we have to win in this competition!"
"I know. Let me go and change, yes? My boss kept me late at work."
"Ouch." Mary cringed, "Well hurry, Ziva!" She called as Ziva started to walk away from her. She then broke into a light jog.
"I will!" She called back as she ran into the locker room.
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"I am almost there…I…I know, Brad. No, No I didn't tell him…look, my boss just kept me late, okay?" Tony asked, "See, now you know what I'm talking about!" He grinned as he pulled into the parking lot of the rink, "I am here. Come outside and see my car, I don't care. I'm here….okay, okay bye. Bye." And with that, he hung up his phone and then got out, walking around to the back and opening up his trunk, pulling out his hockey bag. He swung it over his shoulder, closed the trunk, and then grabbed both of his sticks out of the back of his car before he started towards the entrance.
Once inside, he checked the schedule, found his coaches name, and then headed towards the designated locker room, locker room 4. He started towards the locker room, thinking about the case when he heard his name being called. He turned his head and saw his teammate, Jake, come running up to him, "Hey! You came! Dude, all right!" Tony grinned as he accepted a high five from his friend before they started walking together, "Hey. Guess what I found out?" Jake asked, and Tony looked at him a moment, stopping when he grabbed his arm.
"What?" He asked, staring at the blue door with the number '4' plastered onto it.
"The women's figure skating team is practicing tonight at the other rink." He smiled, "Let's go and check 'em out!"
He laughed a little, "Look, I don't know…"
"Get changed and then join us."
"Us?" Tony asked.
"Yeah, you know, me, and….the team." He grinned, and Tony rolled his eyes but still flashed his famous DiNozzo smile.
"Okay, fine. Let me get changed first though, and I'll be right out."
"Great!" he exclaimed, "And tell the other guys too! I knew you wouldn't miss out on some hot chicks wearing barely nothing skating around on the ice like little pixies!" He grinned, patting him on the shoulder, "I knew that you wouldn't back down!"
"Yeah, not me." He grinned, "Gotta see some booty once in a while."
"That's the spirit!" He said, before he started into the locker room.
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Tony didn't take long to change, but when he was done, without helmet or skates, he started towards the other guys, who were ready to go and check out the women.
"There he is!" Jack announced, and the other guys all cheered, "You ready for some sexy babes?" he asked, and Tony just nodded. He felt the fake smile come onto his face. How come he wasn't as excited as he normally would be?
"All right, let's move out!" Brad shouted as they, all six of them, started towards the other rink. They walked through the hallway that connected them and then ended up on the other side. Music was playing, and they were spinning around and doing twirls in the air, and Tony thought that he was pretty much in heaven. They were all goddesses! In awe, the six moved up to the glass and did all but shove their faces up against it and drool like mad dogs in front of the meat shop.
"Oh my god…." One said in awe, "They're beautiful…"
"I think we just walked through the door into heaven!" Brad said, tilting his head to the side.
"I'm in love." Jack said as they all of a sudden stopped, as well as the music. They looked around a little, thinking they were caught before one of them moved to the middle of the rink. She had her back turned to them, and the others moved to the sides of the rink, leaning up against the boards. She motioned for the music, and the song started to replay.
Brad whistled, "Damn she's got a booty."
"Look at the muscles in her back…"
Tony just gulped. That back looked awfully familiar… By that time, all of them had commented, and as she turned to face them, Tony nearly fainted.
"She's a goddess!"
"Amazing!"
"Exotic!"
"Look at her curves…look at that! She's freaking flawless!"
"I want her so bad."
"What a babe. Look at the move!"
"If she's that flexible, she must be amazing in bed!" They all nodded and agreed, tilting their head to the side as they took in her beauty and her routine.
"What do you think, Tony?" Jack asked, and they all turned to look at him.
All he could do was stare with wide eyes at the woman that was currently skating. And it was if nothing else existed anymore. All sounds disappeared, it was just her, spinning around and around, doing the most complicated turns and twists that he could ever imagine. (Including some he couldn't), and she was gorgeous and exotic and amazing and perfect.
All he could do was say one word, his lips barely moving as it finally registered in his brain, "Ziva."
