Taylor Swift Chapter 7: Today Was a Fairytale, a ncis fanfic

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A/N: So sorry it took this long guys, I didn't have as much time as I wanted and it was more difficult then I thought to write this chapter. Plus I was having problems with ! I wasn't recieving any alerts, no author alerts, story alerts or any review alerts so I had no idea that people were reading this story! Thankfully I have fixed this problem but I will write my review replies here.

tegan-loves-ncis-TIVA- I'm glad that you think this story is amazing, I'm also glad that you came into this story with the mindset that you did. I wrote this story with the knowledge that a lot of people were going to be confused at the idea of Taylor Swift mixing with NCIS, I'm just so happy that people seem to think that my story is working. You have paid me the highest compliment and I thank you

Stati- The update is here and I am sooo sorry it took so long, but I'm glad that you like this story so much

Kiir33- The part with the songs is the longest because right now those parts are the focus of the story. They are the part that is driving the plot one way. Don't worry the begining bits are like stepping stones leading up to my grand finale

Godd3ssOfDeath-I'll certainly look into those songs, I'll have to see if they fit with the story. I'm certainly not opposed to taking suggestions

tiva2121- I'm so glad that you enjoyed The Way I Loved You, I was really proud at how that one turned out

Scrubs-Friends-Glee-NCISmaniac- Oh I know what it is like without internet, like being back at the Dark Ages. I'm glad that you enjoy this story, it seems like a lot of my reviewers don't like Taylor Swift which is funny because that is what the story is about.

csimesser1-I'm glad that you liked it, also glad that you like Danny on CSI: NY!

tivamcabby5- I'm happy you checked out the song, I really recommend listening to the song while reading the fic, it really adds to it I think

IrigD- I'm a big fan of Taylor Swift, though not an obbsessive one LOL, I just happened to notice that these songs really fit one of my favorite pairings. It is funny how well they work.

SemperFiNeverForget051909- Honestly I'd rather forget Obsession, that was easily the worst episode of NCIS in the show's history. It was one of the few times where I got really really mad at the show when the episode was over. It seems like a lot of people are reccommending Invisible, I'll have to check it out

MegWolf13- Well the next chapter wasn't soon but it is Paris, so 1 out of 2 isn't bad right?

lovencis10468- I'm so glad that you love this story, and this chapter does have Paris so I hope you enjoy it

SeaTrollTakeover- Well the song is amazing after all, maybe it was the fact that these songs really really fit Tiva? LOL I'm just glad that you like this story

Lealfaithful- Your reaction was the one I was waiting for, I'm glad your reaction was what I was looking for! Yep Abby knows a lot more than Ziva thinks, that is what I believe in the show anyway, she is like Gibbs in that area. Well you will find out what happens in Paris now, I promise

Betherezz- Well here is the next chapter, I hope you like this song as much as you liked the others.

VAmpiricEmbrace- Can I just say that your screename rocks? True in real life her music wouldn't really coincide with Ziva, but that is what is funny about this story is that maybe in a weird way it is possible that they work. That is why it drives Tony crazy, she should like Swift's music so why does she?

Stati- Ahhh my evil plan is working, getting people to love TAylor Swift so I can take over the world! LOL I'm glad that you enjoy this story and I'm sorry it took so long for an update

God'srider- Well I figured that Tony really doesn't like the idea of Ziva and Micheal and he wants her to be with someone else *cough* HIM *cough* so he would just really hate that maybe Michea is the one she is thinking about. Well Lealfaithful picked a really great song, what can I say? Thank her for suggesting it.

*Whew* that took a while. Well the season of NCIS is over, I did like the finale though it could have used more Tiva. I'm trying to forget the giant mess that was the episode Obbsessed, let's forget that they already used the "falling in love with a dying person" plotline before and just skip to the fact that whoever thought it would be a good idea to turn Tony into a stalker needs to never write an NCIS episode ever again. God that episode SUCKED!

But in my universe that episode never happened so all is well, and back to this story. This was one I couldn't wait to do, a lot more fluff and a little less angst with a surprise for all shippers in here

Enjoy

Chapter 7: Today Was a Fairytale

With Ziva's recent admission that Michael Rivkin was not the source of her love for Taylor Swift, Tony was back to being his more cheerful, playful, and sometimes annoying, self. While he was now much closer to figuring out who Ziva's mystery man then he was last week, he still didn't know who he was…but he had an idea of how to solve the mystery, or at least get another clue.

Tony was smirking at Ziva for a while as he waited for the lull so he could pounce, once McGee and Gibbs left the squad room, Tony approached her desk. "So did you hear what movie just got released on DVD?"

Ziva didn't even look up at him, "No but I am certain you are going to tell me, yes?"

"Oh come on! You've got to know!"

Now she gave him an exasperated glance, "You are the one obsessed with movies, not I."

"Yes, but this movie stars your girl."

Ziva looked confused, "I do not have a girl."

He rolled his eyes, "Valentine's Day."

Now Ziva was really confused, "That holiday was months ago Tony."

Tony groaned, "Not the holiday, the movie! Valentine's Day, starring just about every A-list actor, the one that sounds like Love Actually covered in pink hearts? The film debut of your favorite teen country star Taylor Swift!"

Ziva nodded, "Oh yes, I heard about that."

Tony got excited, "So you saw it!"

She leaned back in her chair, "I like her music Tony; that does not mean I follow her every movement on Tweeter."

"It's Twitter," Tony corrected, "but that wasn't what I was talking about…did you see her movie?"

Ziva didn't reply, just smiled her secret smile that drove Tony crazy because he never knew if she meant yes or no…he had a feeling that she did that on purpose. He decided to take another tactic, "So I heard that she wrote a song for that movie."

Ziva shrugged, "It would make sense; she is a songwriter."

Tony's eyes narrowed like when he interrogated a suspect, "So you have heard it?"

She leaned back in her chair again, putting on a relaxed air, "And if I have?"

Tony moved closer to look her in the eye, "That would mean that the song means something to you."

"You already know that…"

"Yes but this song is different from those," Tony explained, "for starters, it is happy."

Ziva smiled, "How would you know that Tony?" Her partner winced and she laughed, "You listened to her songs!"

"Well I had to do something! You weren't giving me any answers."

She chuckled again, "Does listening to her songs mean you lose some of your…masculinity?"

Tony glared at her, "Back to the question, have you heard her song?"

Ziva paused for a moment before finally answering, "Yes."

"And you like it?"

"Yes."

He took a step back, "So this song is happier, about a good day…does this mean that you had a good day with this guy?"

Ziva smiled her secret smile, "What do you think Tony?"

Now he was feeling uncomfortable, the way she was looking at him as if he should have guessed by now, as if she was almost goading him to guess. He didn't like the idea of her having a good day with this guy she liked…not that he even knew who this guy was but he had a feeling that he wasn't good for Ziva.

Not if he couldn't see how great she really was.

Tony sat down at his desk. "You won't tell me what happened?" he couldn't help but ask again.

She just smiled some more and grabbed her bag, "Au revoir Tony," she said before walking towards the elevator, all the while chuckling to herself.

Tony shook his head and muttered to himself, "I should have asked her for a hint."

"Oh when the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie. That's amore!" Tony sang loudly, much to Ziva's chagrin.

"Tony, we are about to be on a flight for over eleven hours," Ziva reminded him, "It would be best if you did not tempt me to kill you before we safely secure the witness."

"But we are going to Paris Ziva, the city of love or should I say amore," Tony grinned at her, a charming smile that made her want to hurt him and laugh all at the same time.

"I have been to Paris before Tony; it is no different than any other city in Europe."

"Oh come on Ziva, its Paris!" He sighed dramatically, "I love everything French, French wine, French food, French movies, French…"

"Kissing," Ziva interrupted with her sensual look that she knew excited him.

He grinned eagerly, "I was getting to that one."

Now she did laugh, sometimes Tony could be too charming for his own good. That was something she loved about him. She was still smiling when they went to the souvenir's shop in the airport where Tony wanted to buy some soda and candy for the flight. Ziva spent the time browsing through the long shelves of books though she didn't expect to find anything.

It was then that she heard a familiar song on the radio playing softly in the background. She had to smile a little, the new movie with Taylor Swift had been released and the singer's new song was everywhere. It was a catchy song that Ziva enjoyed, she really liked how happy it was, a feeling that Ziva felt like she had been missing for a long time.

But Tony was finished buying his snacks and the plane was ready to board, it was time for a long flight.

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Tony was still exuberant about the trip to Paris when they took their seats in the plane, not even Ziva reminding him that they were there to pick up a witness, not for vacation, could dampen his moods. She had a feeling that he was going to quickly become annoying.

"Well what do you want to see in Paris Zee-Vah?" Tony asked, "The Eiffel Tower? Notre Dame? The Arc de Triomphe?"

"I do not believe we will have time Tony," Ziva said.

"We have to see something!" He protested, "We are going to Paris, it's the law!"

"Gibbs said we are going to work, not to sight-see."

"Gibbs won't know."

"But Gibbs knows everything, yes?"

"Not everything sweetcheeks," Tony grinned suggestively, it made Ziva's stomach flip once.

Their talk had been noticed by the flight attendant, a nice middle-aged woman that looked like she read romance novels and believed everything in them. "Let me guess," she said with a wide smile, "Newlyweds."

Ziva laughed and was ready to tell her the truth but Tony jumped in, "Yes we are, and I'm the happiest man on earth."

She turned to him with a look of shock and horror but he just winked at her and the flight attendant squealed with delight, "Oh I love newlyweds, and Paris is the perfect place for a honey moon."

"That's what my dad thought," Tony said and winked again at Ziva who continued to glare at him, even as the flight attendant rushed off.

"What are you doing?"She hissed.

"Relax; don't you know that newlyweds get free stuff?"

"We are not married!"

"She doesn't know that."

Ziva was still glowering and was assessing the items in the seat pocket in front of her, trying to figure out which one would be best used as a weapon to get back at her partner. When the same flight attendant stood up in front of the row of seats, "Attentions ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to announce that we have newlyweds on board!"

Tony and Ziva both looked up in stunned terror as the flight attendant singled them out. The entire cabin started to clap and cheer. "I am going to kill you!" Ziva hissed at Tony, the latter looked sheepish.

But it got worse. Then some romantic passenger started to chant "Kiss her, kiss her, kiss her!" It didn't take long for more occupants of the plane to join in with the flight attendant being the loudest. Ziva was mortified, the longer she and Tony looked at each other in embarrassed silence, the louder the chanting got.

Finally Tony rolled his eyes, "Alright" he muttered and reached across the seat to cradle her face in her hands. Before she could pull away he had pressed his lips against hers.

The cheering inside the cabin grew louder but Ziva could barely hear it, she couldn't see, or think, but she could feel. She could feel Tony's lips warm and gentle against her, she could feel her heart rate exploding and she could feel that warm sensation in her stomach spread throughout her body, exciting her blood. It was soft passion and tenderly sweet, it seemed to last forever and was gone far too quickly.

When Tony finally pulled away Ziva was still stunned and he looked just as surprised. They couldn't stop staring at each other, even as the passengers calmed down and the cheery flight attendant brought them free champagne. Ziva finally rushed out her seat and into the tiny bathroom, she needed to be alone to figure out what had just happened.

Tony had kissed her…and she had kissed him back. The thought couldn't leave her alone. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, letting her memory of those sensations take her away. IT had been bliss was the only way to describe it.

She opened her eyes to see herself in the mirror. Something was different about her, something looked strange. Then she realized what it was.

She was smiling. Really smiling, it lit up her eyes and made her entire face seem aglow.

She was happy. When was the last time she had felt that way? Through not fault of her own the song she had heard earlier in the airport filled her mind.

Today was a fairytale
You were the prince
I used to be a damsel in distress
You took me by the hand and you picked me up at six
Today was a fairytale

The flight to Paris was awkward. Neither partner spoke much about what had happened. When Tony had fallen asleep, Ziva had taken out her iPod and listened to the song she couldn't get out of her head and let that happiness she had missed so much fill her body all over again.

Today was a fairytale

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"I can't believe this!" Tony exclaimed, "Only one room! How could the director screw this up?"

"It is not the director Tony," Ziva told him, "the hotel overbooked."

Tony just sighed, "I'll take the floor."

Ziva smiled "You have never seen a European hotel room have you Tony?"

When they opened the door, Tony saw the problem. The room was small, postage stamp size. While it was all very nice with excellent furnishings, the bed was basically all that there was room for.

Tony shook his head, "I've got to talk to the concierge about this!"

Ziva just laughed softly, "You do that Tony, I will take a shower."

"Why?" Tony asked, "You look pretty the way you are."

She turned around stunned but he was already walking out the door.

Today was a fairytale
I wore a dress
You wore a dark grey t-shirt
You told me I was pretty
When I looked like a mess
Today was a fairytale

What was wrong with her? Ziva really wanted to know. Every smile, every look, everything Tony said today was making her feel…alive. She wanted to laugh, she wanted to cry, she didn't know what she wanted.

Time slows down
Whenever you're around

She still couldn't get that kiss out of her head. The feelings it had erupted…feelings she thought she would never find again.

Like when she first fell in love with Tony.

Can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale

Ziva smiled to herself in the bathroom mirror, well as long as the day was with her, might as well enjoy it.

It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale

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It had all been Tony's idea. As soon as she had been dressed and refreshed he had half dragged her out of the hotel. "Paris is calling my name and I'm not going to ignore it," he had said, not listening to her protests that they weren't there to indulge his love of traveling.

Instead he had rented a moped and proceeded to drive around Paris, seeking out the locations he wanted to see most. And Ziva enjoyed the excuse to wrap her arms around him and press close against his back.

Today was a fairytale
You've got a smile that takes me to another planet
Every move you make everything you say is right
Today was a fairytale

It was sunset at a small little bistro that overlooked the Seine that ended Tony's tour. Ziva had spent a lot of the time apologizing in French to some of the locals he almost ran over in the moped and avoiding the lens of his camera in his attempts to get a picture of her. Despite what would seem like a hectic day, she had found it relaxing, so similar to the old days before Jeanne and before Michael.

She took a bite of the buttery French bread that seemed to melt in her mouth, Tony was certainly right about the food.

"You seem different," Tony spoke

Ziva dropped the bread on the plate, "I do not understand."

He held up a hand, "I'm not saying it's bad, you just seem happier, more comfortable then I've seen you in a long time."

She smiled, "Maybe it is Paris," she told him but thought or maybe it is you.

Today was a fairytale
All that I can say
Is now it's getting so much clearer
Nothing made sense until the time I saw your face
Today was a fairytale

Tony grinned and climbed onto the moped. He then held out his hand and put on a fake English accent, "Your chariot madam."

Ziva just shook her head and failed to hide her smile as she once again climbed on beside him, pressing close and smelling Tony's special scent as they made their way to the hotel.

Time slows down
Whenever you're around

They made their way back to their room as soon as they got back to the hotel. But they stopped in the doorway to their room. He was opening the doorway to the room when he turned back to look at her, but she was right next to him so now they were so close, too close.

It was an electrifying moment, looking into his eyes. Mere inches of air separating them, she could reach up and kiss him, just like on the plane.

But can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale

Ziva shook her head and took a step back, clearing her head. Tony opened the door letting them both in. "We still need to figure out what to do about tonight…sleep wise."

She stared at the bed, just big enough for two and couldn't believe what she said next. "We are both adults Tony, we can share a bed."

Tony looked surprised by her statement, "Are you sure about that."

Now she smiled seductively, "Unless you are afraid that I will not keep my hands to myself."

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Hours later she wished she hadn't said those words…it was increasingly hard not to touch him!

The air was electrified because of his presence, because they were sharing the bed, because not matter where she turned on bed, he was there.

He was so close; his thigh touched hers, his breath tickling her ear. It was an intimate setting, one reserved for lovers. Something that they were not. She turned to look at him, realizing that if she ran her fingertips over his arm, pressed in close enough to him and whispered the right words in his ear…they could be.

Lovers.

Time slows down
Whenever you're around

Ziva gently reached out with her hand, letting her fingers rest against his elbow before gently gliding them across his skin. Her heart raced and her breath grew ragged. Would she do it?

I can feel my heart
It's beating in my chest

Tony shifted in his sleep, closer to Ziva. She ran her fingertips up over his arm and into his hair, letting her fingers glide through his hair like she always wanted. She leaned closer, ready to whisper those words into his ear.

"Ziva."

Did you feel it?
I can't put this down

Her name from his lips startled her. But looking down she saw that he was still asleep. Why had he said her name? Was he dreaming about her?

She liked that thought…liked it too much.

What am I doing? She thought and let herself drift back to her side of the bed. But nothing she could do could erase that smile from her lips.

He had said her name.

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NCIS seemed paler and more bland when they got back, or maybe it was because Paris had been so filled with excitement and Ziva was afraid that things would go back to the way things were before…when she wasn't happy.

That thought stayed with her throughout the day, even as she made her way out to her car. Tony was waiting outside of the building which surprised him.

"Paris was something wasn't it?" He said with an odd look on his face, Ziva couldn't see what he was really thinking.

She nodded, "Yes it was."

Ziva was about to leave when he grabbed her arm, "So about that kiss on the plane…I should have apologized, I didn't mean for it to get out of hand."

Her hard sank, "You did not like kissing me?"

Instead of shaking his head, Tony smiled sheepishly, "Well I can't say that I mean…that was some kiss!"

And then her heart beat faster once more.

"I just didn't want to seem like I…I don't know what I'm saying now," he finally said tripping over his words.

"You liked kissing me," Ziva finished and stepped closer to him, just like at the doorway to their hotel room in Paris.

Tony nodded, "Yeah I did" And he looked deep into her eyes…as if searching for words…or seeking permission

But can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way

The door slammed opened and one of the techs from legal rushed out the door, startling both of them. Tony laughed bitterly and took a step away from Ziva…but she wasn't willing to let the moment end that way.

"Paris was interesting," Ziva said immediately regretting her choice of words.

"I felt different," she admitted, "I felt…happier…with you."

Tony's eyes brightened at her words, he had a sly smile on his lips as he stepped forward and she wondered if perhaps after all he would kiss her tonight.

But he leaned in kissing her on the cheek, she was both disappointed and elated as his presence played havoc with her emotions. "Goodnight Ziva," he whispered.

Ziva stood watching him walk away. She realized she was smiling again, smiling like a schoolgirl in love.

For the first time in her life she wanted to be a teenager again, to be able to jump up and down and squeal with excitement at the joyful moment that had just occurred. Her heart felt like it would burst from happiness.

She was still standing there when Abby walked up to her on her way to her hearse, "Hey Ziva," she said a little wearily, noticing the odd way Ziva was acting, "Are you okay."

"I have never felt better," Ziva answered truthfully, her thoughts were still on the past two days.

Abby smiled, "I meant to ask you, how was Paris?"

Ziva almost laughed, how do you respond to that? Paris was the best day of her life, it was romantic, heart wrenching, exhilarating and sensual and all she wanted to do was relive those moments over and over again.

Instead Ziva just shook her head with a smile on her lips and said, "It was a fairytale" before walking away leaving her friend stunned and confused wondering what the heck happened in France between the her two friends.

Today was a fairytale

A/N: Well I had to let them kiss for real after everyone wanted to kill me for having it be a dream in the chapter Fearless! LOL I just hope everyone doesn't hunt me down for what didn't happen in the bedroom in Paris.

Well this is the last chapter (maybe) before the final one, so if you guys have any more song suggestions this is your last chance (hint, Two Is Better Than One is already taken)

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