THIS IS MY FAVORITE CHAPTER SO FAR. FOR ONE THING IT
S CRAZILY LONG, AND FOR ANOTHER.... I THINK YOU'LL SEE WHY AFTER YOU READ IT. THIS IS ONLY THE FIRST HALF OF THE THERAPY SESSION. CHECK ON... PROBABLY SUNDAY, FOR THE NEXT PART. BEFORE I START, SOME OF YOU MAY RECOGNIZE PART OF THE CHAPTER. I WILL EXPLAIN WHY AT THE END. READ AND REVIEW PLEASE!!!
The Therapy Session
Gibbs glared at his team as they all walked in late to the therapy session. Abby was holding McGee's hand, chattering unceasingly, while Tony's arm was thrown casually over Ziva's shoulders as he grinned down at her finishing telling her a story and making her throw her head back in laughter. They looked up at him, and were silenced with a look. McGee pulling his hand away from Abby's, and Tony pulling his arm quickly away from Ziva.
Anita and Ralph entered the room before Gibbs could make any comment on rule twelve. McGee and Abby took their spot on their couch, while Tony and Ziva sat next to each other on the foof chair, this time with out all the fuss. The therapist noticed how natural it was for them to divide up in pairs. The same people with the same people. All the time. Even outside therapy, in the maze, they were divided this way.
"Well," Anita started, "we have a lot to talk about from the last session and the events of earlier today..." at this she looked at each member's reaction and made some notes. "But first, it is a good idea to understand the other members of your team and to be able to tell them what you think of them, so I would like to start with you homework assignments. You all did them, right?"
"Oh shit!" said Tony, "Just a sec, I forgot mine." And with that he was out the door, not waiting for permission to leave.
"Ten bucks says he's not coming back." McGee challenged.
Ziva though for a second, "You are off!"
"The right phrase is 'you are on, Ziva." McGee corrected her patiently.
"Oh," Ziva said, repeating it in her head, encoding it.
This whole exchange was monitored closely by Anita and Ralph. Do they bet often? Does it affect their work? Why don't Gibbs or the Director... Jenny, do anything about it?
There was an awkward silence for a few seconds until finally "We will wait a few minutes for Tony, if he isn't back, we will continue without him and get him to come talk to us later."
"McGee, I am suddenly hoping you win this bet." Ziva stated matter of factly, causing McGee to chuckle.
Much to Ziva's disappointment, Tony came running in panting about a minute and a half later. "Got it." He said, smiling. He flopped back onto the foof chair, unconsciously putting his arm over Ziva's shoulder again in the process, causing the corner's of Ziva's mouth to turn up ever so slightly.
"Okay, now that we're all here, let's begin discussing. As last time we had trouble getting someone to start talking, this time I am going to draw you name at random and that person will start. No excuses."
Ziva froze, "What? We have to read what we wrote!? Word for word, or can we... paraphrase, yes?"
"Well, I don't want you to just read it off, I want you to say what you feel, but yes, I do want you to say what you wrote about."
Tony looked curiously over at Ziva. What was it she didn't want anyone to know? Was it about him? Curiosity got the best of him, and he started leaning over Ziva, trying to see what she wrote. When this didn't work, he resorted to physically trying to take her paper; all it took was a glare for him to stop.
"Well, let's get started." She took a small slip of paper out of a hat and read it off, "I seems like Gibbs will be starting the discussion. Anything you want to share."
"Not really, but I don't think I really have a choice." He normally would have objected and refused to read it, but he just wanted to get out of there. The sooner the better. "Well," He started, obviously awkward. "This whole team are a bunch of lazy dumb asses who never do any work and goof off too much, but they are like family, and I wouldn't trade 'em for anything."
Tony was going to say something, but Ziva elbowed him in the ribs, not wanting him to say anything sarcastic when Gibbs had just opened up to them.
"Anything else?" Ralph asked curiously. "It looks like you filled out a whole page there. Is there more?"
"I summarized." Gibbs said shortly, ending the conversation.
"Okay, let's see. McGee your next. What do you have to say about the team. Anything you especially like, dislike? Anything?"
"Umm... well, I like everyone okay. Ziva and Abby are nice. And Tony is... tolerable."
"Hey!" said Tony indignantly, "I resent that, McProbilicious. I...." But he was cut off by Anita.
"It's McGee's turn to speak." She turned to McGee. "Continue please."
"Umm... Abby's a great friend... and the boss.. erm Gibbs, is a good boss. He keeps Tony from torturing me too much. And that's it I guess."
"Your the author of a best seller and that was the best you got?" Tony pried. "Spill your gut to us McInsecure. I wont say a word."
"DiNozzo!" Gibbs threatened. "Shut up."
"On it boss." He said, slapping himself on the back of the head.
The interactions between the team had Anita and Ralph's heads spinning with questions. "No, Tony's right." Ralph said contemplatively, causing all heads to turn to him in shock, even Tony's, "Although he could have said it in a more.... respectful way, you need to make sure you all open up to us and your team mates completely."
Tony smiled at everyone, "See, you should listen to me more." He bragged.
"Fine," Anita rushed on, not wanting to get distracted again, "McGee, if you're done, Abby is next."
Abby smiled a huge smile and stood up to face the group. "Okay, I loved this homework assignment, so I went a little overboard. To get the whole feel of what I am about to say, I have to read what I wrote. I included Ducky and Jimmy, cuz in my book, they are the team, too. It's kinda long, so get comfortable... Here I go...
"Salutations, dear friends!
Hello one and all!
Native or foreign who've answered the call
To work at this place—the best of the best,
The wonderful place of N-C-I-S!
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I've created a guide
To help us a bit
C'mon, now. Don't grumble,
Be happy—just sit
In your chair for a moment
And enjoy it, Be glib!
As I try and explain us: the team they call 'Gibbs'.
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Boss man, El Hefe, My Silver-haired Fox,
A graduate, quite sadly, from the school of hard knocks.
Superpowers—he has them!
Of that have no doubt.
If you're trying to hide it—Gibbs is sure to find out!
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Dear Tony, senior agent
Former OSU jock
He's a player, a charmer,
But he's really all talk!
His job? He'll get to it,
Bad guys won't get deferred,
Though to a movie or actor
They'll soon be referred.
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My Timmy is special,
'Elflord' and close friend,
Problems with technology?
McGee is happy to mend.
Don't be misguided
I'm sure you will see,
Called teasingly 'Probie'—a great agent is he!
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Our Mossad assassin?
She's funny and kind
Watch out for her driving
She's out of her mind!
I'll hasten to add this—'cause I value my life,
Ziva's trained, honed and ready
And she's skilled with a knife.
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Dear Ducky will ramble
Sadly, it's true
But if you're cause of death seeking,
He's good at that, too.
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The 'autopsy gremlin'
That's Palmer—sweet smile
Though while driving to crime scenes,
He's off half a mile.
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That leads you to me,
A forensic Goth girl,
I love Bert and black roses,
Stools upon which I can twirl
On sexual harassment, the notes I did take,
But people, be reasonable!
Give me a break!
I love to hug everyone—
I'm bubbly and kind.
If I can't hug you out right—I will, in my mind.
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Oh! Goodness gracious!
I almost forgot!
(Without a fresh Caf-Pow, that happens a lot)
Our Madame Director is one of a kind.
Her smile, her beauty, her tactical mind.
The loud noise that you hear?
It's only a fight—
Don't worry, don't hide
It will turn out all right.
'Mommy and Daddy' can't stay mad for long
The 'kids' won't allow it—
Emotions run strong.
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That is our team.
Our own 'motley crew'
I love 'em all –what else can I do?"
And she continued on and on. After she had finished she paused to take a breath. "Just a second, there's more." And she continued on, explaining Gibbs' rules, and then farther to explain 'proverbs'.
"The last chapter I dedicate
A few words to the wise,
Read closely! Don't miss them
Sage quips in disguise.
They come from all members
Some who are now gone.
Losing them was hard
But life—it goes on.
While our hearts are still healing
I am willing to bet
Though we can no longer see them,
We will never forget.
If while shooting at bad guys
A bullet hits your vest,
Stay down—you've been shot!
Take a moment to rest!
Jumping up quickly
Can lead to much strife
Spend a minute on the ground—
It could save your life!"
At this everyone's but Ziva's breath hitched, and pain crossed Tony's face, as he remembered Kate. Ziva noticed and realized she was in the dark on that one. But Abby continued on, pretending there was no change in her audience to finish with:
"Find the answer to that question--
In the words you have read
(I hope they're not jumbled
Inside of your head)
Take action! Be brave!
Don't doubt you'll succeed
You can do it!
(97 and ¾ percent guaranteed!)
And if my cunning pays off
(Into joy I will delve)
As the Boss man eliminates
Rule number twelve!"
Abby took a bow and sat down, everyone staring at her in fascination, respect and, in Gibbs' case annoyance.
"Wow..." Started Anita, "That was really... creative." She couldn't really find words to describe what Abby had done. "I mean, that was great. See you guys, poetry is a great way to express feeling. That was awesome Abby." She glanced at her watch. "Hmm... do you think you could excuse me for a second." They all nodded confused.
A few minutes later, Anita returned. "It seems we have run out of time for now, but I still have lots to discuss with you all, so I would appreciate if you would come back in about two hours to finish discussing and so we can plan times for us to meet with you in pairs. Again, Abby, that was a great job. You can go now." And with that there was a sudden scramble for the door.
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The needed two hour break was taken separately by the members of team Gibbs. They wanted to reflect on what was heard so far by the therapists and the other members of the team, and what they themselves had said. Tony was secretly pissed off at Abby for revealing her wish that he date Ziva. This is going to be so awkward! He thought to himself, now the idiots are going to make me and Ziva discuss our feelings tomorrow. I am so going to kill Abby!
Being left to his own thoughts was in ways a good thing and in others a bad thing, depending on the way he looked at it. He couldn't help his thoughts from straying in the direction of Ziva, his imagination running wild with thoughts of them, together, him not having to worry about repressing the... urges he has when he is around her. Then he made a decision. It was made in a second so split, he could barely recall making the decision when he reflected upon it later. He stood up and began to walk around the entire campsite with one word on his mind. Ziva.
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Exercising was one of the few ways Ziva could release her feelings without having to talk, and not involving some sort of violence. Therefore, it was one of her favorite ways of passing the time. She had decided to swim for the second time that day. Who would think to look for her here. Tony. She sighed, as she saw him approaching the water, stopping and leaning against a tree, just watching her, silently.
Her thoughts had hardly left him since she had exited the therapy room. All she could think about was the idea of her and Tony. Abby, she had thought, why say that now, here, in front of everyone? She sighed, and got out of the water, knowing she would have to talk to him eventually, so why not now?
Tony gasped as she exited the water. He had mentally been preparing himself for seeing her in the bathing suit again, knowing he would have to resist attacking her then and there, but when she got out of the water, every 'I promise I wont' he had made to himself drained out of his head more quickly and fluidly than water. Apparently she had brought more than one bathing suit, and this one put lingerie to shame. It was white, contrasting with her skin beautifully, and it was small. Oh so very small.
His eyes opened wide, and he could swear that if thoughts were visible, Ziva would be able to see as every coherent thought exited his head via his ears. He swallowed and licked his lips slowly as his mouth suddenly went dry. "Oh my god." He whispered, a little louder then he intended.
Ziva merely smirked at him as she walked up to him, invading his personal space. "Like what you see?" She asked seductively in his ear. His pupils dialated. He tried to speak, but no words were coming out of his mouth, only a barely audible moan and steadily deepening breathing. "Why did you come down here?" She tried again.
This time her forced a reply, "I forgot now..." he said truthfully, leaning in to her slowly. Why had he come down here? "But I'm very glad I did. I hope you don't mind too much..."
But he cut off her reply. He could resist any more; he slammed his lips into hers, and was surprised by her almost immediate response. The kiss started out slow. Although Tony had been waiting for days, months, even years, for this moment to come, he didn't want to ruin it before it had really begun. So he kept it slow and steady, unwilling himself to take it to the next level without her consent. He just stood there, wrapping his arms around her body protectively, twisting his hands into her wet hair, molding his mouth to hers, refusing to deepen the kiss, refusing to end it.
Ziva's initial shock was quickly replaced by her desire for more. She welded herself to him, and allowed him to lead in the most passionate kiss she had ever received. She felt the last resisting strain crack as the rope built up from years of sexual tension, denial, and want finally snapped, releasing them to plummet through their self-made pit of desire, lust, and greed. At first she was worried when he refused to deepen the kiss, until she realize he was holding back, not out of lack of want, but out of fear, fear of her rejection. She laughed amusedly in her head at the idea that he was worried that she didn't want more, when at this second she was fighting the urge to take him right there. After a few seconds of hoping he would change his mind about taking the kiss to the next step, she got bored of waiting and took over, taking much more than a small step forward.
Tony was surprised, and... well, turned on, when he felt her take charge of the kiss, deepening it to an almost painful level. She jumped on him and wrapped her legs around his torso without breaking the kiss. A movie reference to The Notebook crossed his mind for a split second before he felt her tongue along his lower lip, begging for entrance. He complied, his initial anxiety that she would hate him for what he was doing fading into nothingness as he fought for dominance. He began to moan softly at the feeling of her body pressed up against his, the smallest movements granting the greatest and most intense amounts of pleasure. Tony longed to rip off the thin cloth that was his shirt that was creating even the slightest didtance between them.
Eventually Ziva gave into him, giving him back power over the kiss. As soon as he realized this, he smiled into her and pushed her back into a tree, closing the already nonexistent space between them.
At some point, Tony and Ziva's lungs told them it was time to break for air. Tony, realizing the talk they would need to have when they finished, attempted to drag the kiss out even long by attaching his mouth to her neck, kissing and sucking at every available piece of reachable skin. Unfortunately for him, this was the worst possible thing to do.
Ziva reacted in a way to give him all access to herself. In an attempt to increase the pleasure, she attempted to throw her head back, to reveal the more sensitive skin of her neck. Being so absorbed in the kiss, she was completely unaware of the fact that he had her pinned to a tree, and as her head flung back, it crashed into the trunk of the tree, abruptly ending their moment.
Hitting her head had brought the two of them falling back down to earth with a resounding crash. Tony stared at her wide eyed, knowing he should ask if she was okay, but unable to form words, still shocked by what had just happened. Ziva looked at him for one moment before the moment of realization struck her, bringing fear onto her normally stoic face. What was she thinking. This was Anthony DiNozzo, infamous player, who would kiss a girl just to see if he could get away with it. And she had just had a full on make out session with him. She stared up at him, terror defining her every move, not knowing if she should run, or pick up where they left off.
Tony could see the terror and indecision in her eyes. Oh no! He thought to himself, she thinks that was just me kissing another girl! I have say something. But what?! This would be so much easier if I could get my face to move. And then she began to back away, ever so slowly, one small step at a time, him still trying to make any sound to stop her, until she took off toward the camp and their cabins, silent tears streaming down her face.
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HEHE. THIS CHAPTER WAS FUN TO WRITE. I LIKE HOW IT TURNED OUT. I HOPE YOU LIKED IT TOO... EVEN THOUGH I HAVE A STRANGE SUSPICION YOU PROBABLY DID. :) IF YOU WANT MORE OF ABBY'S POEM, READ THE FANFICTION OH THE THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW, BY 4SWEETDREAMS. IT IS REALLY GOOD AND IT INSPIRED THE HOMEWORK ASSIGNMENT. I ASKED HER IF I COULD USE IT, AND SHE SAID YES. IF YOU REALLY WANT TO SEE THEM, LINKS TO THE PICTURES OF HOW I IMAGINED THE BATHING SUITS ARE ON MY PROFILE. THE BIKINI IS A LITTLE OOC, BUT I HAD TO DO IT FOR TONY'S BENEFIT.
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