Alright, this is officially the longest chapter I've ever posted...And it's the end of the story! Hope you guys enjoyed reading it!! :) I also wanna thank you guys for the Story Alerts aaand the Favorite Story Alerts; I love it, really!! Special hugs for j0k3, tonyandziva4ever, Rosalie Duquesne, secretnumber-486, amber, Jules, strictlysuperb, maiag389, Katharen Silver, Pia and Tiva Freak; who wrote me cute reviews!! Hope you all guys enjoy this!!

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Disclaimer:Yeah, I wish I could own NCIS for at least a day... Unfortunately, it's not gonna happen :(

It was already 7:15 a.m., when Ziva walked into the office's elevator. She was late. Late because she spent most of the night cleaning her apartment for her special dinner with Tony.

She got out of the elevator. When she reached her desk, everybody was already working; she put her bag aside and sat quietly on her chair.

"You're late." Gibbs said, barely looking up.

"Uuhm, I-I'm sorry Gibbs I-…" She started.

"I don't wanna know!!" He barked "Now get back to work; and this better not happen again"

Ziva just gave a soundless nod and started to fill out her files. When she looked up, she saw Tony laughing at her; then, she made a paper ball and thrown, hitting him square in the nose. He stopped laughing and thrown the ball back to her, but she caught it and smiled sweetly at her partner.

Four days of paperwork in a row made all of them really bored. Gibbs still needed to fill out four more files, but he also needed to give Abby some more Caf-Pow!; he looked up for a while.

"David! Go get Abby some Caf-Pow! NOW!" He ordered her.

She didn't argue, firstly because Gibbs was already mad at her for being late; and secondly because she really needed to talk to Abby. So, she rose up and went to get the Caf-Pow! to her Goth friend.

XxX Abby's Lab

Ziva walked through the door with the huge plastic cup on her hands. Abby looked at her and gave a squee; she ran to her friend, hugged her and took the cup; having a big sip of the drink.

"I need to talk to you." Ziva said staring at her feet.

Abby put the drink over the table and walked to her friend. "Hit me" She said with a smile.

"Tony is having dinner at my place tonight…What should I cook?" The brunette asked, blushing a little on the cheeks.

"Cooking huh?" Abby gave her a knowing glace "I think you should cook some lasagna, Tony would love it"

Ziva actually liked that idea. So, she did something very un-Ziva; she hugged her friend for a while, and then, said:

"Abs, you rock!"

While the brunette walked away, Abby sighed and said with a smile:

"Tell me something I don't know…"

XxX At The Office

Ziva walked out of the elevator with a wide smile. She sat and tapped her pen on the desk for a little while. Tony looked up and chewed on his lower lip; how could she be so sexy in work clothes?

He shook the thought out of his mind and rose up to get some coffee. As he was walking away, Ziva looked up and stared at his ass; and what an ass; she licked her lips. This day just couldn't pass fast enough.

XxX

At 6:45 p.m., Ziva grabbed her stuff and went to the garage; she got into her Mini Cooper and drove to her apartment.

She got in, left her bag on her bedroom and walked back to the living room. She turned on the stereo and Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne started to play; she walked o the kitchen and started to cook. After she put the lasagna on the oven, she headed to the bathroom; with the stereo still on, which was playing She Wolf by Shakira.

She washed her hair with a vanilla scented shampoo and then soaped her body. The hot water relaxed her a got out of the shower wrapped on a fluffy white towel and walked to her closet; she dressed herself in a low pair of black jeans and a red silk top. Then, she slipped into her black stilettos and dried her hair.

Ziva walked back to the living room and switched the stereo to play some Sinatra, she didn't really like it, but she could take it for one night. She walked to the kitchen and reached the bottle of wine on the balcony; Tony would arrive any minute. She placed it over the table, which she had already prepared.

She was taking the lasagna out of the oven when she heard the knock; she placed the food over the balcony and suddenly, the trained assassin had gone away, she wasn't able to put up a poker face, she wasn't able to control her heartbeats and she wasn't able to control the silly smile on her face; she was acting like a teenager.

She took a deep breath and walked to the door; she opened it and had o control herself no to drool. Tony was looking hotter than the usual. He was dressed in a pair of jeans and his white shirt had the two top buttons open. She smiled and allowed him to get in.

"I just took the lasagna out of the oven; have a sit…" She said sweetly and walked back to the kitchen.

Tony sat at the desk and sighed. He felt so nervous but so comfortable at the same time; it was like he belonged in that place, right by her side. She placed the lasagna on the table and filled his wineglass; she sat in front of him and he served the food for both of them. They ate in awkward silence, having Sinatra's voice as the only sound in the room.

After dinner, Tony went to the living room and sat in the couch while Ziva walked to the kitchen to grab the dessert. She came back with two bowls, one full of strawberries and the other full with whipped cream.

Ziva placed the bowls over the table and sat by his side. She grabbed a strawberry and dipped it on the whipped cream. As she was going to put it in her mouth, Tony grabbed her hand and bit it.

"Tell me you didn't just bit into my strawberry…" She said, astonished.

"Sorry Sweet Cheeks, you were taking to long." He answered flashing his best DiNozzo smile to her.

He caught another strawberry, dipped it into the whipped cream and bit it. Suddenly, Ziva dipped her finger into the whipped cream and rubbed it into his face; his eyes widened in surprise and she laughed a little, licking the rest of the whipped cream on her finger. Tony cleaned the cream on his face, dipped another strawberry into the bowl of whipped cream and bit it; leaving a little bit of cream on his lips.

Ziva smiled, turned his face to hers and kissed him, he moved his hand to the back of her head and slipped his tongue inside her mouth; she moaned, it tasted like a mix of strawberry, whipped cream and Tony. They broke apart for oxygen needs.

"What was that for?" He asked a bit confused.

"I wanted the whipped cream on your lip…" She answered simply.

"So… You just wanted the whipped cream?" He was getting each time more confused by her answers.

"Well, maybe…Or maybe I wanted something else…" She smiled at him.

"And what would that be Sweet Cheeks?" Tony flashed her, the DiNozzo smile again.

Then, Ziva's face got closer to his; she placed her hands on the back of his head and ran her fingers through his hair. "You" She whispered with her lips against his. Tony kissed her, deeply and passionately. Screw Rule 12, at least the had each other.

So? Yes, it's supposed to end like this! ;)

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