So did anyone else read the Ausiello spoiler for Tiva? I'm really scared now! AHH! If you haven't read it, go to Entertainment Weekly's website and then go to the Ausiello files and scroll down a little till you see the Tony/Ziva one…. :O It made me shocked! Hahha well review this! Please! And thanks super much for all the reviews I got for the last chapter! I appreciate it! WOW!

The bullpen was quiet at 100h, both teams completely frustrated, Gibbs team was ready to fall asleep, but trying hard not to, while Tony's team was still avidly going. McGee had to remember that San Diego was in California, which was three hours behind DC, so, for them, it was around 2000h. Aaron sat behind Tony's desk, watching as Tony rubbed his hands back and forth against his eyelids, mumbling incoherently. Scott was leaning up on the wall between Keating and McGee's desks, and Ziva was at her own, by herself. She was glad that Lynn had decided to leave for coffee…two hours ago.

Aaron groaned, "Tony, she pulled us again!" He complained, and Tony groaned. Ziva furrowed her eyebrows together.

"What are you talking about?" She questioned.

Before Tony could say anything, Aaron intercepted, "Lynn always pulls this on us. When we have a late case she always says she's going to go get coffee, takes all of her stuff and doesn't come back."

"It's really annoying." Tony said, "And I tried to tell her that if she didn't stop that she was going to get in serious trouble. She didn't take my punishment threats seriously."

Ziva shook her head and looked down at the file she was holding, turning a page, "I am sure she didn't."

Tony looked up at her and furrowed his eyebrows together, "I'm confused."

"So what else is new, yes?" Ziva asked, and he shook his head before his cell started to ring. He picked it up in seconds.

"DiNozzo….uh. Okay? I'll send Aaron down….no, I'm not coming…..you feel what?…yeah fine." He sighed, "I'll tell Gibbs….bye."

"Who was that?" Ziva questioned as he closed his phone, "Lynn?"

"Yeah." Tony said, "She wants us all back to the hotel." Tony said, standing up.

"Oh I am sure that she wants you back at the hotel." She muttered, and Tony turned on her.

"David, you got a problem?" He questioned, and she was taken back by his assertiveness. He was rather protective of that prejudice girl. Ziva thought, but decided to keep the to herself.

"Tony, please. I did not mean to say anything mean about Lynn."

"You still aren't mad about…well…before I left."

"What? What I said or what you said?"

"The medical file." He mumbled, and then regretted it when he saw a look flash through her face. She looked down. She had forgotten about that. She probably needed to give that back to Dr. Pitt…after she finished reading it.

"So you are going to go and see Lynn?" She questioned, and he nodded.

"It's about time we turned in for the night anyways. Sorry, Ziva." She understood. He wanted to be with Lynn. She had no control over them.

"Don't apologize, boss, it's a sign of weakness." Gibbs called as he entered the bullpen.

"Right, boss."

Gibbs sighed, "How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not your boss?" He questioned, and Tony grinned.

"Does it really matter, boss?" he questioned, putting emphasis on the last word.

"Go home. Get some rest. We'll deal with this tomorrow. There's nothing more we can do tonight."

They all nodded as they packed up their gear. Tony and his team were already ready, so they exited, leaving Ziva to stare after him as the elevator doors closed. He didn't even say goodnight.

"You okay, Ziva?" McGee asked, from where he stopped and looked up at her. She let her eyes leave the elevator and meet McGee's, and she nodded.

"Yes, I am fine. Goodnight, McGee."

"Night." He called back as he watched her enter the elevator that Tony and his team just disappeared through. McGee turned to Keating.

"She's not fine." Keating stated, and McGee nodded his head.

"Yup. But let's not think about that…World of Warcraft tonight?" McGee grinned.

"Hell yeah!" Keating exclaimed as they high fived and the ran out of the bullpen.

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"Lynn, this better be World War III!" Tony announced as he flung open the door to their hotel room. Penthouse. You have to love vacations on government money.

She appeared from the bedroom wearing nothing but a bathrobe. Tony stepped back and so did Scott. Aaron let his jaw drop and he whistled. She ran the white towel she was holding in her hand through her hair once more, and then grinned, "Hey guys! Since it was around like 2000h, I was hoping that you could…we could, you know, order pizza, watch movies…"

"I'm in!" Aaron said, taking a mental picture in his mind of his partner. Lynn, however, had her eyes focused solely on Tony.

"That's all you wanted us to come back for? Is to watch a movie?" She shrugged her shoulders and nodded her head, "I thought you said it was urgent!" He exclaimed, and she nodded.

"It is urgent! I'm bored." Tony groaned and turned around. He suddenly grabbed onto Aaron's arm.

"Come on. Let's go."

"But Tony…"

"Now, Davis!" He demanded, and Tony shot Lynn one glare before he dragged Aaron out of the room, "Tony, did you see how hot she looked?"

"Yeah, yeah, smoking." he sarcastically said, "Come on. Let's go."

"Where are we going?"

"What do we normally do on nights like this?"

"Uh….nothing? Go to sleep…?"

"We go out to drink, Aaron."

"But it's not the end of the case…"

"I know, but I've got this really good bar I wanna take you to. Haven't been there in forever." He grinned, and Aaron smiled back, though he wanted to do nothing but stare at Lynn all day.

He sighed but let the elevator doors close anyways. Besides, he was a good friend, a good agent, and he knew that something was on Tony's mind. What? He honestly didn't know. But hey, what were friends for?

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Once Lynn was sure that they were gone and that they weren't coming back, she approached the black haired computer geek sitting in front of the television.

She plopped down next to him on the brown sofa, her clothes changed into sweats and a t-shirt. He didn't even turn to look at her, and she scoffed and grabbed the remote off of the table, switching off the TV.

"Hey!" he exclaimed, "I was watching that!"

"Oh no one watches Weird Science anymore." She said, flicking her hand around.

"I do!"

"Exactly." She said, "Hey look, Scott, can I trust you?"

"I would hope so…now can I trust you? Well…"

"I didn't ask you that, idiot. I'm saying could you keep a secret?"

"What do you want, Lynn?"

"Okay, so when Ziva and I drove to go and pick Carly Evan's up, I kinda told her something."

"What kind of something?" Scott asked, turning to face her. Though he was honestly rather scared.

She looked around before she took in a deep breath, "I told her that Tony didn't care about her."

"Lynn!" Scott exclaimed, "Why did you do that?!"

"It's worse." She said, "For Ziva and Tony."

"What did you do?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"I kinda…sorta…told her that Tony and I were sleeping together."

Scott stood up, "WHAT?!" He shouted, staring down at the blonde haired woman on the couch.

"Whoa, chills Scott. I just said it so that she'd stop being so jealous of me. I mean, it's not the only woman who's been jealous of me…"

"Why can't you just keep your damn hands out of other people's business?" Lynn visibly swallowed. Scott never ever cursed. Ever. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea…

"Look, she just kept on complaining and complaining…"

"She had a right to." Scott said as he ran a hand through his hair. He groaned and then started out of the room. She immediately stood up.

"What are you doing?" She asked, a little fear evident in her voice.

"I'm just going to take a shower."

"You're not going to tell him, are you?"

Scott shrugged, "Haven't decided yet." He said as he entered the bathroom, locking the door behind him.

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By the time that 0315h rolled around, Tony and Aaron slinked into the hotel room. Tony was semi-drunk, but his brain was still able to function, he had only had about three drinks, whereas Aaron had had a total of one and a half.

Tony flicked on the light as he moved towards the bedroom, opening it up and finding his bed completely neat and made up. Aaron disappeared into his own bedroom, closing the door behind him as Tony moved over to his pillow, smiling at the small complimentary chocolate that was sitting on top. He opened it up and plopped it into his mouth, the warm flavor running over his tongue and down his throat.

He grabbed a towel off of the chair, throwing it over his shoulder as he started towards the bathroom. He opened up the door, turned on the light, and unbuttoned his shirt as well as undid his tie. He pulled the curtain open before he screamed once and jumped back.

"Hey! Hey! Knock it off! She'll hear you!" Scott said as he jumped out.

"Scott, what the hell are you doing in my shower?! And what are you talking about?" Tony demanded as he let go of the counter.

"I'm talking about Lynn."

"What about her?"

"She kinda…look, don't tell her I told you this but…"

"Spit it out, Scott!"

"Lynn kinda told me that she told Ziva that you and her were sleeping together." Scott quickly said.

Tony blinked once, twice, before crying out, "WHAT?!"

QUOTE:

"I should punch you harder and faster than the deadly asteroid the size of Texas that was hurdling towards earth in 'Armageddon' you know, Bruce Willis? Yeah. Well I won't. Because I don't hit women. Or in your case, girls." -Tony