Alert!!!---I had posted the wrong draft for chapter 7 so please reread that chapter before going on and reading this chapter. With that small flag please enjoy.

Montecito Security Room

Sitting at her desk Ziva taps her pen on her makeshift desk in the conference room. As she glances over at the clock she sees that it's been almost 2 hours since Tony had left. She had tried to call but every time it would go right to voicemail. Flipping her phone out once more she hits redial. Bringing the phone up to her ear listing to it ring, it then cut to voicemail again. With a frustrated huff Ziva almost throws the electronic device across the room. Calming down Ziva suddenly jumps in her seat as the phone next to her goes off.

Answering the phone Ziva picks up the phone. "Tony?" talking into the phone even Ziva could hear the small amount of worry. It's only been an hour. Why am I already starting to worry? Ziva asked herself trying to understand herself.

A young woman's voice answers back. "No, sorry this isn't Tony, its Delinda. I was wondering if you had seen my husband Danny…. Or maybe Mike…. Really just anyone from the security room that can come down to the dress store." Delinda says with a big smile.

Looking back at the main security room Ziva looks around. Seeing no one other then Mitch and other screen watchers she then turns back and replies. "No I don't is something wrong?"

"No it's nothing really; there is just a guy who is starting to creep out some of our customers." Delinda says turning and looking around her store.

Seeing a chance to get up and move around Ziva jumps at the chance to distract her from her own thoughts. "If you want I can come down and help you." She offers in a warm voice.

"O could you?" Delinda asks back. "That would be great" The line then cuts short as Delinda hangs up quickly. Turning back she sees the woman working the cash register looking at her.

"Miss. McCoy I haven't had any complaints about a creep or a peeper." She asks looking back at the dressing rooms.

"That is because there isn't one. Please just play along that is all I am asking." Delinda says in her own style of the boss voice. Step one complete! Delinda thought as she walked to the entrance to the shop and waited for her plan to move to the next step

After a short ride down to the lobby Ziva walks across the casino floor to the dress shop. Seeing Delinda wave her down see makes her way over to her. "I'm here, where is this creep you were talking about?"

Linking arms with Ziva Delinda then walks her to the back of the store where the dressing rooms are. Looking around both woman see nothing but happy ladies shopping for a new dress.

"I do not see any creeper?" Ziva says breaking arms and looking over at Delinda.

Frowning at first but then throwing on a happy smile Delinda turns so she is facing the NCIS liaison agent. "Well then I guess he must have left. So is that what you're wearing today?" Delinda asked quickly throwing Ziva off topic.

"I don't see how what I wear has anything to do with anything" Ziva says brushing a few hairs away from her face. What is wrong with this? Ziva thinks to herself.

"I didn't mean anything by that I was just thinking since its Vegas you should at least have a few nice things to wear during your down time." Delinda says as she turns and pulls a long rack of dresses into view. "I picked out a few I thought might look good if you want you can try them out."

Unable to stop herself Ziva takes a step forward letting her hand feel the fabric. "I really don't have time to do this…. I have a case we are working on." Saying this she turns and walks towards the exit.

An annoyed sigh comes from Delinda as she sees her plan fail. Thinking of options Delinda grabs a random dress and hurries to cut Ziva off. Meeting at the exit Delinda runs in front blocking the door. "Can you at least try on this?" She asks holding the dress up.

Looking the dress up and down Ziva found herself looking at a beautiful red satin strapless dress with flattering tiered detail. Unable to completely look away Ziva slowly takes the dress and turns around. Heading back to the dressing room she can't help but let a small smile form across her face. It's not like I am breaking a rule flat out it's just a break like Tony does. She thinks as she walks behind a curtain and starts undressing. Picking up the dress she gives it a look over. What she saw almost took her breath away. In her arms she was holding a little cocktail dress. It had a floral pattern with a very beautiful.

"Do you like it?" Ziva heard Delinda ask from behind the dressing room curtain.

Unable to help herself Ziva smiled as she finished changing. Looking once in the mirror she then does a half spin so she can see the back side. Smiling again she slowly moves the curtain and walks out into the store a rare smile on her face.

With an equally happy smile Delinda watches as Ziva walks out and stands in front of the main mirror against the wall. "You look amazing!" She says watching the officer do another spin. "So I want you to have it…For free consider it a thank you for your work here."

Looking back Ziva is unsure what to do. Officially no one is allowed to take gifts from people involved in an investigation; there had been exceptions but nothing quite like this. "I don't think that would be appropriate." Ziva says with a slight frown as she looked back at the mirror.

With a frustrated sigh Delinda rolls her eyes. "Well fine then I will put it aside for now if you change your mind." She says turning around walking down the racks and picking a few out. "But for now can you please try on these?" While pick a few more out Sam walks into the store and over to the two girls.

"Hey Cop lady!" She says as she cuts between the two. "Where is your friend? You know the author writer guy Mcsomething or whatever." She asks with her cell phone out waiting for the answer.

"If you are talking about McGee then he is up in the security room doing background work on some people." Ziva said a little taken back by the short attitude and lack of politeness. "Why do you have something relating to the case?" Ziva said trying to take control of the conversation.

"Yea…You want me to take you seriously you're going to have to look the part. And unless you are hiding a gun like some sort of Bond girl…" Sam stops and leans over looking up the dress smiling. "But not this is more important than your little detective thing. Got to go" With that Sam disappears in the racks of dresses only to reappear at the exit chatting on her cell.

Looking very annoyed Ziva turns to Delinda. "You know I could hurt her." She says in a tone similar to when she threaten Tony. "Is she always like that?" She asked Delinda while turning back to the mirror unable to look away.

"Its Sam you get used to it." Delinda replies walking back and putting a few dresses on the rack next to the dressing rooms.

As Ziva looks into the mirror she can't help but get lost in her own thoughts. A Bond girl, I wonder if Tony would think the same thing. She thinks while spinning once more. A big smile grows across her face. Unknown to her Delinda watched with her own smile.

"Step two complete." She muttered as she walked back to the cash register. "As Soon as Miss David is done take the dress and send it to Special Agent Tony DiNozzo's room with this note." She says handing a piece of paper to the woman.

I am adding a little twist to this chapter. If you think there is another dress Ziva would look better in find it online and put the web address in a comment. Everyone can look at all the dresses and later the winning dress will be used later in the story. If you like one of the dresses just copy the web address and write a +1 next to it. Who knows it could be your dress! I picked this dress because I liked it not really good at picking dresses for people I am a guy after all. Here is its web address.

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I would like to inform everyone that I will not be posting anything anytime soon. This is because I have been offered a vacation to South Korea. I will be leaving July 3Rd and will be home on August 4th. Please be patient while I have the time of my life!  While you wait I would like to recommend you read some of my other stories. Fight Club is my personal favorite. Bye for now!