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"So I think you need to tell me the truth Special Agent DiNozzo." Delinda said after the elevator doors closed.

"I am currently conducting an ongoing investigation and am not allowed to divulge any information." Tony said trying to sound strict and professional. It might work he thought.

"Agent DiNozzo I have dated policeman, FBI agents, am the daughter of a governmental agent, and married a marine trained in counter intelligence. I would not try to BS me." Delinda flashed a serious face.

Tony looked over at Delinda with a smile, but was quickly replaced by a straight face at the sight of her serious look. "Well then I think you need to make your question more specific." Tony said and then cleared his throat.

"How about I make a statement instead? Special Agent Tony DiNozzo you are in love with your coworker Ziva. You have for some time. And I have yet to find out why you haven't moved on those feelings." Delinda spoke with a tone similar to a school teacher lecturing a boy on good and bad.

"She is my partner not a coworker." Tony said turning to face the blonde.

Got you! Delinda thought to herself. "I find it very interesting that you corrected the term coworker but didn't respond to the larger issue in my statement." While she spoke Delinda wore a smile that showed victory.

Tony saw this smile and while listening to her talk bowed his head in defeat. After Delinda was finished there was an awkward silence in the elevator.

"Rule 12" Tony mumbled.

"What?" Delinda said not hearing the agent.

"Rule 12" Tony said again louder. Continuing as he raised his head. "Rule 12 is never date a coworker"

"Who's rule?" Delinda asked wondering where this was coming from.

"My Boss. He has rules, we follow them." Tony said in a short but respectful tone he used often when talking about Gibbs way of doing things. The doors opened and Tony starts to walk out. Delinda followed in step.

"So you don't break the rules because your boss tells you not to?" Delinda had a look of worry. If Tony was scared or worried she could work with him and conquer those feelings, but if there was an overseer pushing Tony away from his happiness that can get messy. Tread lightly little helper she thought to herself.

Montecito Penthouse Suite

Sam stood inside the 25,000 dollars a night suite waiting for her whale. She had always liked Mr. Simpson she thought as she glanced down at her watch. Noting that he was always on time was one of the great things about her. Most whales are sporadic and almost always impossible to predict, but Mr. Simpson was always in his room at 10AM. And at that very moment the door opened and through the doorway Mr. Simpson walked in.

"Sam every year I come here I find myself amazed. How do you do it?" Mr. Simpson said as he walked into the penthouse and embraced Sam in a hug.

Standing at about 5'11'', he had thick red hair and deep brown eyes. The one thing Sam never understood was why he was single. She had done her research and knew he wasn't gay. Several women could contest to that accusation. Mr. Simpson was also not a ladies' man however. Whatever the case was Sam was still able to help him have a great time in the city, even if it ended with a different kind of happy ending.

When the two parted Sam answered his question. "Well sir thankfully the city does most of the work for me. How is everything? To your liking I hope?"

"Sam it's wonderful. In fact I believe this could be one of the most exciting trips ever." Mr. Simpson had a smile that he normally only wore when he was winning big. He then bent over and opened his bag.

"Why is that sir?" Sam tried to think if any of his favorite shows were in town. I already checked most are on leave. She thought after going over them in her head once more.

"Because he is here!" Mr. Simpson suddenly shot up from his bag holding a book.

Sam saw the book and recognized it after a moment of recollection. "Don't worry Mr. Simpson I promise this will be the most exciting Vegas experience ever."

Car 20 Miles outside of Vegas

Ziva was tired. She wasn't tired of the job or the plane ride. She still had patience when it came to dealing with marines who didn't respect her or only saw her as a woman and not someone to be feared. Ziva was tired of always following orders. She was tired of rules controlling her life. Looking over at Gibbs she smiled. Turning back she rolled her eyes. I work for a man who invented rules I think I should just let this thought pass. Ziva thought as they passed a sign telling them they were 20 miles outside Las Vegas. Her mind then drifted to Tony. What was it that had changed about him? She thought thinking back to yesterday. What has made him stop acting like the Tony we all know? With a sigh of frustration she leans back in her seat and relaxes for the rest of the trip.

Montecito Security (NCIS room)

"What have you got?" Gibbs asked as he walked into the room, Ziva following closely behind closing the door.

"Not much Boss" McGee says tearing his eyes away from a computer screen. "I was able to get access to McBride's bank account information. It's clean, I didn't find any major deposits or weird behavior, and if he was dealing weapons then he is hiding the money somewhere else." McGee finished summarizing what he had found and stood up. Walking over he grabbed a cup of coffee from Ziva who had gotten some for the whole team.

Suddenly seeing that one of them was missing Ziva spoke up. "Where is Tony?" She asked looking around the room and then out into the security room.

"Tony went to talk with Sara Potter. She finally called back and Tony when to question her." McGee replied after taking a sip for his coffee. "He left about 15 minutes ago." He added as he sat back down at his computer.

"He went alone?" Ziva said coldly, showing what she thought of this turn of events. She then walked over and stood over McGee. "Does that seem like something Tony normally does?" She asked in an even colder voice. This tone caused McGee to shiver a little and shift in his seat.

"He said he had some things to take care of after, and that I should stay here to fill you two in." McGee said slowly thinking his response through.

With a huff Ziva turned and sat down at the table. Taking a big sip from her own drink she followed Gibbs in taking files and looking through them. What the hell was Tony doing in Vegas? She asked herself as she took the file on Sara Potter and opened it. Oooo that is what he is doing. She thought as she saw a picture of a beautiful young woman.

"I guess he hasn't changed at all." Ziva mutters with a small frown.

Danny's car

"Thanks for the help. I have a feeling it's helpful to have a local when going to question someone." Tony said looking over from the passenger side door.

"No problem and your feelings are correct. This woman is not a chatty person when it comes to cops. Just be ready to talk about looking the other way. She normally dances at a place called Bring It On but I called and it's her day off. I think she might be entertaining company at her place, you know overtime pay." Danny says glancing over at Tony with a playful smile.

"Think she'll be mad we came during her business hours?" Tony laughed as he said the joke.

"Maybe" Danny said back looking out over the strip once more as Tony took a turn towards the apartment where Sara Potter lives. Turning back Danny decided to warn the DC cop about his wife's intention to meddle in their personal life. "Just so you know Delinda might want to talk to you about something."

"You mean like wait until we are both in an elevator alone where she then interrogates me, and reads me like a professional poker player?" Tony says in a dry tone as he parks across the street from their destination.

Getting out of the car Danny can't help but let out a small chuckle and smile. "I see you already had the pleasure. Just so you know she doesn't mean any harm, she is just well that's sort of her personality. She just wants people to be happy" Danny finished as they walking into the building.

As the two men wait for the elevator an awkward silence seems to fall. Breaking the silence Danny can't help but give the Special Agent a small push. "So do you?" He asks as the ring for the elevator goes off.

"Do I what?" Tony asks as he walks into the elevator. Several people get out but there are still a few others who stayed in.

"Do you like your partner?" Danny asked as Tony hit the button for the 4th floor.

Looking over Tony mentally rolls his eyes. What is with this couple and my love life? Tony thinks as he turns to the President of the Montecito Resort and Casino. "I thought you were just trying to warn me about your wife? Not conduct a follow up." Tony's tone was not angry but showed no sign of joking as well. With a small inner grin Danny threw his hands up as a way of surrender. Then from behind the two men an elderly woman's voice speaks out.

"That doesn't answer the question!" The woman says annoyed. Both Tony and Danny turn to look at the woman who is looking right at Tony. "Do you like her or not?" As the lady finishes her question the elevator stopped and the doors open. Walking out Danny holds in a laugh as Tony flashes a half grin at the grandma and nods his head.

As the doors close the woman gets one more word in. "Running away doesn't answer it either!"

Ok here is Chapter 7 all done and ready to be sent to the masses. I have to say I really feel bad for putting Tony in the hot seat not once but twice. To even it out I think it's about time Delinda had a talk with Tony's "coworker". That's right people next chapter is all about the ladies! Hope to get it out soon but seeing as its finals week for me I don't see any work being done on it until at least this weekend. Please Read, Reflect, and Review because I love to hear from readers.