Thanks SUPER uber much to C-Rok 0789 for getting me through my little 'writer's block' I had for this chapter! Enjoy! It's for you, C-Rok 0789! : )
"Hey uh…Gibbs?" Scott asked, from where he was sitting at Tony's desk. He looked up at him but didn't say a word. Realizing that he was in fact not going to speak, he continued, "I think I found Tony and Ziva." He announced, and Gibbs shared a look with McGee.
"Where?"
"Their car's parked outside of a café a couple of blocks from here." McGee's head shot up.
"They're getting lunch?" he questioned, and Scott shrugged his shoulders.
"I hacked into the SatNav in the Charger." he said, explaining his process, "It wasn't that hard."
"Good work, Scott!" Gibbs said, giving him a small smile before he pointed to the door, "Now go. You…take your team. Go, go get them! Bring them back." He demanded, and they all looked at each other, none of them moving, "NOW!" Gibbs barked as they hurriedly grabbed their gear, a chorus of 'Yes, sir.' and 'Yes, boss.' and 'Right away.' started to flow in the bullpen as they geared up and then quickly headed out of the squadroom.
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"I call shot gun!" Aaron called as he jumped into the car. Scott rolled his eyes as he got into the driver's seat. Lynn crawled into the back, disgusted by the entire situation.
"Why can't Tony and Ziva just…stop getting lost?" Lynn angrily fumed.
"Or get a room." Aaron smirked as he smiled at his friend.
"It's not funny!" Lynn demanded as Scott started the car, backing it out of the parking space and driving it down the road.
"Lynn," Aaron let out an exasperated groan as he closed his eyes, "How many times do I have to tell you?" He questioned, "Tony will not ever sleep with you."
"And how do you know?"
Scott and Aaron just looked at each other as they turned onto the interstate before they started laughing, "You are seriously asking that question?" Aaron asked, trying desperately to stop laughing.
"What?" She demanded, "What is so funny?"
"Ziva's freaking hot, Lynn." Scott reiterated.
Lynn rolled her eyes, "So what? Looks don't matter." This caused Aaron to start laughing even harder.
"You're serious?" Aaron asked, "You're like the queen of 'looks matter'"
"That doesn't make any sense!"
"Neither does you wanting our boss, but then again you're you so…." Aaron nodded and agreed with Scott.
Lynn scoffed again, "Look guys. Ziva may be an attractive woman, but just because she's attractive doesn't mean that Tony should be that attracted to her."
"He obviously likes her for more than just her looks." Aaron supplied, "She seems like a nice enough person."
"And very exotic." Scott added, and Aaron pointed to him and nodded.
Lynn threw her hands up in the air in a frustrated groan before she crossed her arms and gave up, "I bet you two bumbling idiots want to sleep with her too."
Aaron paused for a moment, opening his mouth and then closing it. He shared a look with Scott before they both nodded, "Yeah…well we kinda do." They said sheepishly, as if they were kids who had just gotten caught with cookies before dinner.
"All men are pigs."
"And yet you've slept with half of San Diego." Aaron said, and Scott parked the car.
"Well there's their car." He pointed to the car in front of theirs, looking down at the license plate number, "Plate matches." They got out of the car and Aaron immediately went over to the window, peering in.
"No one inside." He announced.
"Doesn't look like a break-in." Lynn determined from the other side of the car.
"Well then where the hell are Tony and Ziva?" Scott threw his hands up.
They all sighed, leaning up against the side of the car, Scott and Lynn on one side and Aaron on the other, "Okay, someone's gotta call Gibbs." Scott finally said, removing himself from his previous position, and Scott pulled out his cell as he passed it to Aaron.
"Nuh-uh, I'm not calling him." Aaron shook his head in fear as he passed it to Lynn.
"Lynn calls!" They both announced at the same time and she shook her head and rolled her eyes.
"You idiots…" She mumbled as she dialed his number, "Yeah…Gibbs? We found their car and they're not in it….yeah…okay…bye…" She hung up and then turned to her waiting teammates.
"Well?" They asked, and she passed Scott back his phone.
"Gibbs said to get to feed from the SatNav…see if the car can tell where they've been. Get the coordinates and then send it back to him." She said, and Scott reached for the door when he realized it was locked. Aaron and Scott both looked up at each other.
"Anyone good at picking locks?"
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"McGee," Gibbs sighed.
"Yeah, boss? What's up?" He asked, standing up and immediately at attention, his fingers ready over the keyboard.
"Grab your gear." He said, "I think Roberts took their car and they're still at the convenience store." He stood up and geared up as McGee did the same. As Gibbs started out of the bullpen, McGee caught up to the boss, "DiNozzo's team…" He started.
"Yeah, what about them?"
"They're a bunch of idiots, McGee." He said as McGee gave a small smile, the elevator doors opening as they walked in.
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Tony and Ziva sat on the cold floor of the store, their backs up against the cash register counter. Both their shoulders and their thighs were up against each other, and they both loved the feeling that was running through them. Ziva's knees were slightly pulled up to her, whereas Tony's were lying flat on the ground in front of him. Between them their hands were intertwined together, but their hands were always moving; they never stopped as they kept changing them time and time again.
Tony was wide awake, whereas Ziva was far from it. She was starting to get sleepier by the second, and she was struggling to keep not only her eyes open but also her head up. Her head rested someplace between where it should be and Tony's shoulder, but she was never actually touching it.
"Ziva?" Tony questioned, his voice soft, breaking her out of her sleeping spell. She opened up her eyes and sat up.
"Hmm?" She asked, still slightly asleep from before.
"I'm hungry." He whispered into her ear and she moaned.
"Tony, there are many things to eat here. Pick something." She said, wanting nothing more than to fall asleep. She let her head finally drop onto his shoulder, and at the same moment he stood up, taking her with him. She steadied herself as she became awake now that she was standing up and a little drier than before. He let go of her hand and then ran over to the sweet section of the store.
"Hmmm…look what they have here!" He exclaimed, "Clowny cakes…" She heard a rustling of bags, "Chocolate snack-ems! Ooooh goodie! They have them all!" He squealed, and Ziva had to smile…just a little, "Oh pinch me now!" He exclaimed, and she smirked as she walked over and quickly nipped him the butt. He jumped.
"Ouch! Ziva!" He exclaimed, "What was that for?" He asked, turning to face his partner, rubbing the sore area.
She shrugged, "What? You told me to pinch you now…I did!"
"It's an expression…Zee-vah." He said, and then he pointed to a box on top of the refrigerator carrying to beverages, "Look!"
"What?" She asked, walking closer towards the box in order to read the label on it that Tony was staring at with such wide eyes, "I see a cardboard box…"
"Not just any cardboard box…" He grinned, "A cardboard box filled with…donuts."
"Tony, there are donuts right here!" She exclaimed, pointing to the package of powdered donuts by her feet, next to the condoms that she had accidentally torn and spilled all over the floor, "Next to your 'magical condoms'."
"Hey!" He exclaimed, and then he ducked down, squatting over, as he pointed to his back, "Jump on my back." He grinned, and she stared down at him.
"You serious?" She questioned, and he nodded.
"Yeah, yeah, jump on my back! Then I can hoist you up and you can get the donuts for me!" He said, grinning…once again.
She rolled her eyes, "Tony!" She firmly said, "There are donuts right there!" She pointed to the donuts on the ground.
"No, no, these are raspberry filled!" He exclaimed, "From Krispy Kreme's!" He pointed to his back again, "Now come on, jump on my back." She sighed as she climbed onto his back, his shirt still slightly wet as she straddled him. He huffed as he hoisted her up, "Jeez, Ziva, how much do you weigh?"
"Do you want me to get the donuts or not?" She growled as he struggled under her, holding onto her by her calves. Once she was up as high as she could, she couldn't reach it, so she reached forward only to get the box as well as slip off of Tony's shoulders.
"Ziva!" He called as she let go of the box of donuts, which went flying into another part of the store. She immediately followed down, this time landing on Tony, who hit the ground with a large boom. She was lying on him, her face flat on his chest as Tony groaned, "Ouch." he mumbled, rubbing his head.
"Ziva…you okay?" He questioned, and she just turned her head slightly to the side.
"It is a good thing I do not have any desire to kill you right now." She threatened.
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By the time that McGee and Gibbs got to the convenience store, it was almost sunset, and they wanted to get back before dinner. (Gibbs was starving). They parked the car and got out.
"Lights are off." McGee announced as they started towards the front entrance.
"I can see that, McGee." Gibbs confirmed.
"Looks like no one's…" He started, but was cut off by the sound of a boom. They both immediately drew their guns and Gibbs got in front of his junior field agent. Guns at the ready, Gibbs turned slightly to McGee and nodded him the okay before he kicked the door open, jumping inside, his gun pointed at the noise. McGee jumped in after him, and Gibbs sighed as he realized who it was. Or who they were…and he definitely didn't like the predicament that they were in.
His senior field agent was lying on the floor, Ziva on top of him, her mouth placed right where his top was unbuttoned.
He sighed and then holstered his gun as McGee did the same.
"Oh hey, boss!" Tony chirped as Ziva opened her eyes and got up.
"What the hell did you two think you were doing?" He asked as they both stood up and wiped the dirt off of themselves.
"I'm eating donuts." He grinned, and Gibbs sighed, disappointed.
"And I'm guessing Ziva was the donut?"
Tony and Ziva looked nervously at each other, "Uh…boss, can't you just take us home?" Tony asked, and Gibbs stepped towards him before he promptly whacked him in the back of the head.
"OW!" he exclaimed, "What was that for?"
"Two reasons. One, for calling me boss, and two for letting Roberts take your car!"
"I know, boss." He said, and Gibbs put his hand up threateningly, "Get in the car." he demanded, and Tony quickly moved out of the way of Gibbs, through the front door. Gibbs turned to Ziva, "Go too." He said, and she followed her partner out of the store. As the boss turned to leave, he called for McGee, "McGee. Come on, let's go."
"Uh…boss?" He questioned, and Gibbs sighed, turning slightly.
"What, McGee?" He asked, exasperated.
"Why are there condoms on the floor?" He asked, and Gibbs gave a small smirk.
"Do you want to ask, McGee?" He questioned, and He shook his head.
"No boss but…"
"Then come on, let's go." He motioned for him to follow him out of the store, for he knew that Tony and Ziva were probably more than ready to come home.
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"There you guys go!" Abby announced as she wrapped them both in towels. Tony removed his and dried his hair before he chucked it back at his forensic scientist.
"Thanks, Abs!" he winked, "I owe you one!"
"How about a Caf-Pow?" She asked, as he grinned.
"Tomorrow." He said, and she nodded, bouncing up and down.
"Okay, Tony!" she hopped as Tony turned to his partner. He pinched one cheek lightly, grinning like an idiot before he finally left.
"See you upstairs David." He called. Abby watched closely as the elevator doors closed, waving at the senior field agent for as long as she could before she grabbed Ziva and pulled her out of the doorway and around near her mass spectrometer.
"What?" Ziva asked as Abby squealed.
"Tony so flirted with you! You guys are so close to getting back together if you aren't already!" She hopped up and down, and Ziva rolled her eyes.
"Abby, Abby stop." She commanded, "Look…" She looked around a little, making sure that no one was there, "If I tell you something personal, will you promise not to tell?" She questioned, and Abby nodded repeatedly.
"You're back together, aren't you, answer me, please! Please please!" She squealed.
She sighed and then whispered, "Yes, we are back together…but…" She was cut off by Abby's screaming and more jumping up and down. Ziva rolled her eyes.
"Abby!" She commanded, "Abby!" She demanded, her tone more definite and strict. She stopped immediately.
"Okay, tell me all the juicy details." She squealed, "Did you guys kiss or something?"
"Yes, we got into a fight and then we just…" She sighed and looked at Abby, who had the biggest smile in the world on her face.
"AWW! Where? In that store?" She questioned, obviously wanting to know all of the juicy details.
"Actually, outside."
Ziva thought that Abby was going to die, "Outside?" She questioned, "In the rain?!" She questioned again, "OH. My. GOD!" She shouted, "That's so Noah and Allie!" Ziva furrowed her eyebrows together, "You know, from the Notebook!" She squealed, and Ziva was still confused.
"What notebook?" She questioned, and Abby rolled her eyes.
"So tell me about the fight before that." She said, changing the subject, "What did you two fight about?"
She looked around again, "I found a couple of tests." She said, "In Tony's medical file."
"What kind of tests?"
"DNA tests and paternity tests." She said, simply, "As well as some other tests."
"Oh my god…Ziva…" She gasped, "What's wrong with Tony?"
"Nothing's wrong with him. I guess I freaked out because well…" She leant over and whispered into her ear, so softly barely Abby could hear it, "Tony's not really a DiNozzo. His mother slept around."
"So he doesn't know who…"
"Oh he does know who the Dad is." She reiterated, "He very much knows."
"Oh my god…our Tony! Ziva! And you yelled at him about this?" She questioned.
"I know what it is like." She said, "I have been through it once before." She said, "I thought I could help…lighten to situation."
"Obviously it worked." She grinned, and Ziva sighed…again. She didn't understand Abby and her obsession with their relationship, "Oh Tony…."
She sighed, "Abby you can not tell anyone about this." She said, "Abby you have to swear to me."
She nodded, "My lips are sealed! I promise I won't say a thing!" She said, 'zipping' her lips closed.
Unbeknownst to either of the two women, Lynn Garter was standing outside of the door, eavesdropping on their entire conversation, "Oh." She whispered evilly, "I promise I will."
HAHA! So Lynn knows…but she misinterpreted it! Haha I smell trouble… And I just watched the promo for 'Knockout'…GIBBS. SLAPS. ARE. BACK! Joy to the world! I loved Tony's line: "I forgot what that felt like!"
Review if you are as excited as I am that head slaps are B.A.C.K!
QUOTE:
"Ziva's WHAT?!" -McGee