This is a short author note for a short chapter. :( something is wrong with my computer, and it isn't letting me update all 11 pages, so I just gave you the first four, and am putting the rest up tomorrow, if my computer stops being retarded.

TIVA (sort of)

No matter how hard she tried, Ziva couldn't seem to ignore the fact that Tony was staring at her. She was laying down pretending to read (although thoroughly distracted), while Tony was sitting on the end of the bed trying to steal her attention.

"Zeeeeeeeeee-vah." He whined, dragging her name out longer than usual, "Ziva, let's go outside, there's nothing to do in here, I'm bored. Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on! Come on Ziva, that book can't be that interesting." Although he got no visible response, it took all of Ziva's will power not to react. She wanted to do nothing more then push him off the bed, but before she could think of all the painful things she could do to him, her mind went to the gutter and she began to think of all the... other things she could do to him on the ground. She shook her head at herself, slightly ashamed of the way she was thinking about Tony, who, at that moment, perked up a little at the slight movement of her cranium. "Ziva, Ziva, Zeeeeee-vah. You know you want to, come one, let's go." He said, grabbing her leg and trying to pull her off the bed.

"You know, nothing is stopping you from going outside by yourself, Tony." Jenny said from the other side of the room, amused by Tony's puppy dog tendencies.

"Umm..." he thought, letting go of her leg and trying to come up with a valid excuse as to why he wanted Ziva to come with him, especially since less than an hour ago he had been trying to come up with an excuse for why he was offering Ziva the chance to bring his clothes to him in the shower, "Well... what if..... what if there are... what if there are bears out there? I hear there are a lot of bears, and I'm sure Ziva doesn't want her beloved partner to go out there all by himself and get eaten by one of those savages."

"Tony, I do not understand," Ziva teased smirking, "Are you trying to get me to come with you, or throw you out covered in honey."

"Haha. Zee-vah, very funny. I know you would never throw me to the dogs."

"I thought we were talking about bears." She said, scrunching her eyebrows together in a way that Tony couldn't help but think was cute.

Ugg, he thought to himself, I do not want to be one of those guys who goes around thinking everything his girlfriend does is "cute", I think I'd make myself puke...if she didn't kill me first. "It's just an expression, Zee-vah." But Ziva was yet again ignoring him, and had gone back to "trying" to read. "Are you going to come with me or not?" Tony asked one last time, still getting no response from his partner. "Fine, then, I guess you leave me no choice." He said, reaching out and snatching the book out of her unprepared hands for the second time.

"Tony!" she shouted in frustration. "Give that back."

"No, you weren't reading it anyway."

"What makes you say that?" Ziva asked, annoyed that she had been caught.

"You have been on the same page for the last ten minutes. Even I don't read that slow."

"I wasn't aware of the fact that you read at all."

"I love reading."

"Porn."

"And there you go. You just admitted I love reading."

"You disgust me."

"Ah, you know you love me." They both froze for a split second, thrown off by his choice of words, which were now not quite as innocent as they would have been the day before.

Ziva, recovering quickly, broke the awkward moment by reaching for the book Tony was still holding. "Give that back."

Tony, snapping out of it just as quickly, pulled his hand away and ran toward the door of the cabin, "Come and get it." he goaded.

"DiNozzo!" Ziva scolded, trying to decide if it was even worth her effort. Tony reached for the handle of the door only for it to slam open into his face.

"Tony!" Ziva shouted, hurrying over to him, worried. "Are you okay?"

"Oh my gosh, Tony I am so sorry." McGee spluttered, now entering the room. "I didn't know you were there, I swear."

Tony was sitting on the floor, one hand over his nose, the other grasping tightly onto Ziva's. "Probie!" he shouted, not really sure what he was going to say, just needing someone to yell at and distract himself from the pain searing in his nose.

"What? What can I do? I'm so sorry. I swear I didn't mean to."

"Eah, MiJerf, ub awedy aid at. Ut it odn't ange de dact dat ub boke by nobe." He said, glaring up at his junior agent.

Ziva quickly diffused the situation; she stood up and walked over to McGee, placing a hand on his arm, "I'm sure Tony will be okay."

"Ohay!?" Tony said over exaggerating the situation, "Ib dyin ober ere."

"Tony you are not dying." Ziva said, glaring at him down on the ground, the turning back to McGee, "Can you please go get a nurse or someone to come look at Tony's nose."

McGee looked down at Tony's bloody face, "Yeah, sure, of course." He replied quickly running out of the room to find help.

Half an hour later Tony's face was cleared up of the dried blood and he had a small piece of white medical tape over the bridge of his nose.

"Well, Mr. DiNozzo," the nurse said, causing Tony to grumble at the title, "it seems I was able to set your nose straight without any major problems. You can go back to doing whatever you were doing."

"Ugg. I doubt it. It hurts like crazy." Tony complained.

"Haha, don't worry, the painkillers should start to kick in pretty soon." The room went silent, as five heads turned slowly to look at the nurse, who was now look mildly nervous. "What?" She asked, "What did I do?"

"You gave him painkillers?!" Ziva asked in a dangerously quiet voice.

"Well, yes," the nurse replied confused, "He would be in an immense amount of pain for the rest of the day if I didn't."

Ziva groaned, "No, Gibbs! Don't make me go to this session with him. He is going to be completely insufferable."

"Oh, yeah, that reminds me, DiNozzo, David, get moving, you're already half an hour late to your meeting." Gibbs said, while Ziva looked at him pleadingly, already worried about what Tony would say and do. "Now!"

Ziva huffed and stood up and grabbed onto the collar of Tony's shirt dragging him along with her, "Come on, let's just get this over with."

"Oh, right. Now you'll go out with me." Tony said, the painkillers starting to kick in.

I'm really sorry I have to cut it off here. :( I swear I'm done with the chapter, and I'll try my very best to get the resy up tomorrow. Thanks for your patience. (OH, and for those of you who watch the show, BONES is on tonight. :) yay!!)