A/N: I am so sorry I haven't updated in a long time, I had exams and coursework deadlines…so …don't hate me…lol…ON with the story…and one more thing…I can't write case fiction….so its going to be Purely Tiva Fic

Since Tony and Ziva's 'movie night' 3 weeks ago the team had noticed a change with the pair. They always left work together, went to lunch together and surprisingly the teasing, flirting banter had returned. Of course they were glad that they were back to their normal routine even though going to lunch and home together was beyond 'normal' but no one chose to question it. After the hell they've been through they deserved happiness.

Ziva seemed more Ziva than from when she had returned from the 'no-one-should-mention-again' place. Ziva was threatening Tony again, McGee was terrified of Ziva…for Tony enjoyment, and she would torment poor Tim even more. Abby had asked Tony if there was anything going on between the pair when they went down to give her evidence, which they of course objected.

Gibbs was being Gibbs. He knew the pair was close to violating the rule 12, but Gibbs was not going let them violate that rule without having his fun. He thought about rule 12, and how it had turned out for him and Jenny; Tony and Ziva were not them, he was going to let them make their own mistakes and let them mend their ways. He had no right to mess with their happiness. To hell with rule 12 he thought.

It was Friday evening, where Tony, Ziva and McGee were watching live surveillance feed of Navy Lieutenant; he was accused of stealing government resources. On the screen was the entrance gate into an air force run way. Ziva was studying the feed carefully, waiting for something to happen. Tony was too busy studying Ziva.

"Tony, can you make out with me while we wait?" Tony was so lost in his trance, that he didn't hear Ziva.

"What" he said clearly crazed at the idea of making out in front of McGee.

"I said, can you MAKE OUT anything past the GATE" she said emphasising 'make out' and 'gate'

"Oh, Thank God…I thought you said…" Tony did a double take and stopped short when he realised they were not alone.

"What"

"Never mind"

"Riiiight…back to the case"

They continued with the case through out the day, when the case was finally finished and wrapped up, they team went to their respective homes except Tony and Ziva. On Fridays they usually ended up in each other's apartments, they watched movies and laid around lazily on the couch, conversations that never went anywhere, Ziva falling asleep in Tony's arms where he would carry her and put her in bed, and slide in beside her.

There was no sex. Of course there was pecks and passionate kisses, but that's as for as it went. For once Tony wasn't in any rush, he almost lost her and he was not going to lose her again. He waited for four years; he wouldn't mind waiting another four if it meant that she would fall asleep in his arms. That was perfectly enough for him.

Ziva David sat patiently on the passenger seat of Tony's 'Stang, her car was at her local garage; well that's what she told the others. She was contemplating what her relationship between Tony and she would be if Rivkin hadn't been in her life, but somewhere deep below she was glad it had happened, if meant that Tony was hers. 'Mine' she smiled to her herself, where did that come from? She looked at Tony and smiled. He was a changed man, from when he met him 4 years ago to today; she never would have imagined falling in love with the 'play-boy'. But she had, and she was not going to change that for anything.

They arrived at Tony's apartment merely fifteen minutes after leaving work. They walked and out of habit, Ziva took Tony's jacket and hung it in the closet.

"What did you think I said?" Ziva asked looking at Tony, making him cringe under her gaze.

"Oh…heh heh heh…doesn't matter"

Ziva moved towards him, a mischievous twinkle in her eye "You do not want to tell me?" she, obviously putting on a fake pout, questioned him. And Anthony Dinozzo caved.

"I thought you said 'can you make out with me while we wait'" there was a smirk playing at his lips. Ziva grinned and moved even more closely towards Tony, only a breadth of gap between them.

"Would you like to make out now?"

"I…" that was all he could get out, in the amount of time his lips were free and were suddenly busy moving in synch with his. Suddenly Ziva's hands were messing his tamed hair, and moving towards unbuttoning his shirt. Uh, oh he pulled away reluctantly. Ziva eyes locked onto his, full of question and worry.

"Ziva….are you…"

"I am ready Tony…" he was about o argue "…I have been ready for a week, lets not wait" she said softly, her hands resting on his chest. He smiled at her, motioning her forward with his finger and he moved closer to her ear as if to whisper a secret.

"Let's take it somewhere comfortable" he whispered into her ears. Ziva grinned, and pulled him towards the bedroom. As soon as the door shut, Ziva was all over him.

After four rounds of sweaty, pure and exhausting sex, they lay tangled with limbs and sheets. They weren't hurried; they had all the time in the world. It was slow and sensual; they whispered sweeter nothings to each other as they moved in synch. Tony cherished every touch and memorised every curve in her body. Ziva was all for another round, but Tony had said "there is only so much a man take Ziva", completely surprising her.

Suddenly Tony laughed, making Ziva look at him as if he grown two heads.

"Tony, are you okay"

"Yeah…hahahaha…who woulda thought that, we'd be here"

"Tony, what are you talking about?"

"I mean c'mon… from you slouching provocatively in McGoo's chair to us sleeping together" Tony said pecking Ziva's sweat soaked shoulder.

Ziva smiled "…and of course not forget …you having phone sex…yes?"

"Ha-ha…yeah that too" Ziva snuggled closer to him, kissing his chest softly. From the last time she had seen Tony naked; undercover of course, his body had changed as If he had been working out. His abs were toned, she could see faint lines of abs, his biceps and triceps showing a bit. She couldn't help her self she had to ask, she knew it would get to his head. She looked at him and smiled.

"Anthony Dinozzo, have you been working out?"

"Ooooh…you noticed…well yeah I have, every Wednesday…no more beer belly for me"

Ziva raised her eyebrows "Maybe you were just trying to interest a certain someone" she said, smirking at him.

"Well, if you promise to keep it to yourself…I think my partners gotta thing for me"

"McGee hates you Tony…" she said a matter of factly. He looked at her, his face turning serious. Ziva smiled and leaning up to kiss him softly, which he responded with the same sweetness. Which suddenly started to heat up, Ziva felt Tony smile through the kiss as he pushed into the mattress starting up another round. They separated as air became priority, just long enough for Ziva to say "but I love you"

Soon exhaustion took over, as they slept peacefully, their intertwined bodies lighted by the moon light peeking through the curtains.

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