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"In the middle of September we'd still play out in the rain, nothing to lose but everything to gain." September, Daughtry.

Ziva woke up in Tony's arms.

His warmth surrounding her, his weight under hers, their legs intertwined. She lifted her head up; the dawn light crept into her eyes, making her squint as she got up.

She turned to face her husband.

A laugh escaped her mouth. He was just waking up, the early morning light blinding him. Smacking his lips, he stared at his wife through half closed eyes. Not feeling content with his view he reached a hand up to her face and gently positioned her head in front of the sun. "Perfect." he observed.

It was early, five in the morning maybe. The beach was empty, it fall anyway. Ziva admired the serenity of the beach and the calmness of the waves.

"We should get going." he offered hesitantly, he didn't want to budge from where he was right now. But they had work tomorrow. And it was a hard thing to do, hiding all this from everyone. Taking a whole weekend off was already a risky thing to do, but they had managed to slide under Vance's radar thanks to the Los Angeles's team's big op taking up most of his time.

Tony stood up first, pushing Ziva off gently before moving. Reaching out a hand, she grabbed it and allowed him to pull her up.

He was stronger than she expected, or maybe she was growing weaker. And he pulled her into a passionate kiss.

(On the road)

They held hands, he flaunted his singing skills, she reluctantly showed him hers. He laughed at her smile, she smiled at his laugh.

And then, they stopped.

Mid-laugh, Tony's frowned. The car had stopped moving, the engine had died. The neon blinking E on the dashboard mocked them.

Ziva gave him a look. Tony returned it.

And then they laughed.

...

Sure, they were not in the middle of nowhere, but they definitely weren't in the middle of anything. It was a quite one lane highway and Tony had been able to get the Mustang over to the side of the road before it completely died. And as fate would have it, no cell service.

There had been a sign, thankfully, informing them of the gas station a mile down the road. And after being convinced that the phone was never going to work, they ventured down the road.

And although she had denied it several times, fatigue was taking over for Ziva. She hated herself for finally accepting Tony's invitation for a piggyback ride. After a short 'conversation' on why it was called a piggyback ride and not a horseback ride, Ziva had climbed on and rode on Tony for the last quarter mile to the station.

That was until they had gotten within sight of the gas station. Its bright and homely sign flashing dully in the cloudy morning light.

"I am fine from here." she said, causing him to stop.

"We're almost there," he pushed her up a bit. "You're not that heavy."

"Tony," she nipped his ear, causing his head to shake in surprise. "Put me down." she chuckled.

With a sigh, he obeyed.

And that's when the rain came.

The drizzle had only lasted a few seconds, and then it became heavier.

Ziva let out a laugh, letting her head face the sky, the raindrops hitting her face softly before sliding down her face. They felt almost calming to her.

The novelty was starting to wear off by the minute as their clothes were starting to get soaked. Tony grabbed her hand and dashed for the gas station, avoiding as many puddles as he could.

Ziva ran with him, trying as hard as she could to keep up, even though she could sense that he was keeping it slow for her. They reached the gas station quickly and sought shelter under the awning.

She fell into his chest, feeling both the warmth of his body mixed with the coldness of the rain. They hadn't noticed that their hands were still intertwined and by the way Ziva reached up to kiss him tenderly, it was perfect that their hand were where they were.

The lady behind the counter was kind, and had a face that showed it. Her crisp green eyes took one look at the nearly soaked couple and a chuckle escaped her glossless lips. Her chubby arms reached under the counter and handed them two fresh towels. "Car troubles?" she smiled as they thanked her for the towels.

"Outta gas, about a mile up." Tony explained. "You're phone work?"

"Probably not, but you can try." She nudged her short bob over towards the payphone.

Tony smiled a sigh and stuck a quarter into the slot. Ziva wandered in between the isles, looking for something she was not in the mood for. Her eyes left a pack of Gummy Bears and found Tony's as he marched back to the counter unsuccessfully from the phone. He shook his head; he couldn't even get a dial tone on the dinosaur.

The woman smiled. "I can give you a free gallon, enough to get you back here and fill 'er up." she offered hopefully.

"That would be amazing." Tony said slowly, his voice giving off an appropriate thankfulness.

"It's no problem, really. You just gotta promise me you won't run off to one of them fancy shmancy stations in town." she warned with a chuckle.

Ziva laughed. "We will be back." She nodded contently.

Reaching behind the counter, she grabbed an old container and placed it on the counter. "So what's a cute couple like you two doing out here?" she asked, preventing Mr. and Mrs. Dinozzo from leaving.

"Honeymoon." And even Ziva was surprised at the pride in her own voice.

The smile in the woman's eyes grew brighter. "You two are newlyweds?"

Tony put his palm around Ziva's and nodded with a charming smile. "Yea." His eyes wandered to Ziva's face and stayed there.

"Well now I just need to get a picture of you two. We hardly never get honeymooners." She magically grabbed a camera from behind the counter and Tony was beginning to wonder what she didn't have back there.

"Oh, I do not know." Ziva shook her head as well as her hands.

"Come on." Tony shrugged towards Ziva. "One picture?" he couldn't seem to wipe the smile off his face.

Ziva gave in. "What have we got to lose."

"A precious moment in time if you two don't skedaddle, my camera's running outta juice." Her hand motions were wild as she spoke.

Tony wrapped his arm around Ziva's waist as she buried her head close to his chest. A soft smile made its way onto her lips while his grin suited him much better.

"Beautiful, absolutely beautiful." the woman admired in awe. "Now, on the count of three."

Tony held her closer, taking in her wonderful scent. "One."

Ziva lay her head more on Tony's chest, his soaked sweater was beginning to dry and feel warm again. "Two."

Her elbow met his hand as it lay around her waist. "Three."

Tony dipped her down both quickly and unexpectedly, placing a wonderful kiss to her lips. Ziva was in shock, but accepted the kiss and even deepened it.

The flash went off.

"Ah!" the woman squealed in delight, setting the camera back on the counter.

Tony let go, staring into Ziva's chocolate browns for a moment, smiling a growing smile. He brought her back up swiftly and even earned a small gasp from Ziva as she landed in his chest.

"Goodness you two!" she ran up to them, wrapping them both in a bear hug. Her hands were still on their shoulders when she let go, giving them one final last look. "Well okay." She patted their shoulders in a friendly manner. "I'll see you two soon."

…

And soon she did see them. The rain had become a light drizzle and by the time they were halfway there, it had stopped all together. Ziva was once again on Tony's back, after much less argument than before, but there was still arguing none the less. After filing the car up with the gallon they drove slowly down the road back to the station.

The woman was waiting outside, leaning against the door, her smile still looking as warm as when they first saw her.

They filled the car up all the way; happy to pay her the bargain price for the gas and Tony had even thrown in a small tip. Ziva had already settled in the car, using Tony's sweatshirt as a pillow against the window, and was falling asleep fast.

The woman grabbed Tony's arm before he had a chance to get in. "Now you cherish her, you hear me?" He could tell she was stern, but with light motives. "Every minute, and don't let her get away. You have quite a beauty there and I'm sure as hell she's got a great heart." Tony smiled as to silently tell her she was right. The woman smiled, crinkling her nose. "You two are gunna last. I can feel it." The comment hit Tony a bit hard, but he smiled through it.

"Thanks." He gave her a genuine smile and was almost surprised at her friendly behavior, but it was a nice change from the people he usually had to deal with at work. "For everything, really-" something had cross him, he hadn't gotten her name, nor had he given her his. "Sorry, your name?" he asked.

"Kate."

She smiled a familiar smile.

Tony's eyes narrowed on hers but his smile stayed the same. He breathed a chuckle and shook his head, almost in disbelief. "Thanks…Kate."

"No problem, Tony." And with that she walked back into her store.

So?

I know that this whole thing would be noticed by Vance, but for the sake of my story, lets loosen the lines a bit kay?

Review! Favorite line and such.