This One is all NCIS

5. Cynthia

9. Ziva David

10. Caitlin Todd

Five/Nine or Five/Ten? Why?

Cynthia/Ziva, I just couldn't see Cynthia/Kate working out.

They lay behind the desk, the desk outside the director's office, panting, their naked sweaty bodies pushed close together. Jenny had gone to lunch with some big wig from the Navy, an admiral or something. Cynthia was too contented to bother remembering his name. This was the only chance Cynthia had all day, and she had insisted they stay near her desk in case the phone rang or something.

Ziva had rolled her eyes but couldn't argue with the woman's devotion to her work. Luckily, they didn't have a case today, or Gibbs would be furious. All the same, she did leave her cell phone on, just in case. She'd asked Tony to cover for her, saying she was going on a walk to clear her head. She smiled when she thought about what he would say if she knew what she were really up to.

Both of them remembered the first time they acknowledged their feelings for each other. It was a Thursday afternoon, mid-November. Ziva was sitting, outside Jenny's office, waiting to see her friend. She and Cynthia had been chatting, growing more and more engrossed with each other. Ziva had mentioned a restaurant she'd been to lately. Cynthia mentioned how she'd love to go. Ziva had looked into her eyes and worked up the courage to ask her out. Cynthia had hid her ecstasy as she accepted.

Things had progressed quickly from their first date. They found they had a surprisingly lot in common. They shared an interest in cooking and a love of horses. Soon they had dinner at least three times a week, schedules permitting, and staying over at each other's apartments frequently.

Surprisingly, Jenny was the only one who knew. They were in a federal agency surrounded by trained investigators, but sometimes it was hard to see what was right under ones nose. Jenny of course was close to both women, and they agreed, the night Cynthia had first stayed at Ziva's apartment, that they should tell her. She had been understanding of the lovers and gave them her blessing.

Ziva was pulled from her remembrances as Cynthia groaned softly. She rolled off her partner and pulled her back close as Cynthia rested her head on Ziva's breast. Just then, Ziva's phone vibrated. She sighed and picked it up, saying "David." Gibbs said something about a case on the other side. Ziva grumbled, but said, "I'm coming."

She shifted Cynthia off her and squatted behind the desk as she got dressed. Cynthia turned to her and said, "Duty calls, huh?"

Ziva just nodded. Cynthia grabed her arm and said, "Just be careful."

Ziva kissed her forehead gently and replied, "Always my love."