6:01am

"Where the god damn hell is Dinozzo? I thought I made it perfectly clear yester..." Gibbs screamed before Tony interrupted him as he sprinted into the squadroom.

"I'm here, I am here boss, my car broke down, then I missed the bus so I had to run and it's harder than I thought with a suitcase. Please don't hurt me, boss," he scrunched his face up, awaiting the head slap that was inevitable and bound to happen. As suspected a thump was heard around as Gibbs' hand made contact with the back of a certain mans head. An extremely loud yelp sounded through his lips.

"Let's get to the airport, we don't want to miss our flight", Jenny reminded.

After a long and tiring flight, their boat finally pulled up at the wooden dock on Paradise Island. The team stepped out and were greeting by several women in extremely short, tight dresses, to the teams shock, Tony did not take a second glance at any of them. The women placed large flower necklaces over them and they made their way over to the bar, which had a large sign above saying reception. Exotic fruit drinks were handed to them and everybody took a long sip, before letting out small moans.

"Well ain't this just dandy, on holiday with my favourite family for two whole weeks in paradise, mmm sounds pretty good to me if you minus the partner skills and relationship counseling sessions. My god, this place looks like a screensaver."

"I agree!" Ziva added.

"Right now I feel like going for a dip in the sea, but I'd like to drop my bags off in my room, if anybody would like to tell me where my room is, I would be extremely grateful." Tony rambled as he set foot in the resort reception area. Seconds after his request a set of keys were thrown at them.

Nothing was said as Leroy Jethro Gibbs and Director Jennifer Shepherd wandered off in the direction of our east side huts. Gibbs then turned around quickly and shouted "No funny business!" with a stern look on his face.

They all stared down at the hut numbers on their key cards, noticing in the distance however, only awaited two remaining huts.

"What numbers are we ladies?" Tony asked inquisitively. Abby wandered around the four agents peeking at the numbers.

Ziva was first to respond, "five, yours?"

Before Tony could open his mouth to reply, Abby was screaming in glee and embracing Tim in a bond crushing hug.

"Oh my God Timmy, we are roommates! This is so totally going to be the most amazingly awesome vacation ever!" Tim stood with his mouth open wondering how she could speak so fast in so little time. "Tony what hut are you in?" Ziva asked once more. the team stared at him.

"Five, looks like its me and you Dav-eed. I got you all to myself, just the two of us!" he winked. Ziva and Abby stepped behind the two men and began pushing them in the direction of the huts. After walking down the long wooden platform above the calm and clear, aqua blue ocean beneath them, they shortly arrived at the last two huts on the east side, huts five and six.

"Meet us back out here in 10 minutes, be ready for a swim!" Tony yelled, smirking as he strolled through the door of his fortnight home alongside his best friend Ziva David. The women stood there with some of the biggest smiles you could ever imagine, the pair thinking 'this was going to be a good vacation...'

Tony and Ziva opened the door to their hut and were instantly mesmerized. They sauntered inside and looked around the living room area. One of the walls was missing, leaving a spectacular view of the sea, beach and the other side of the island. The floors were all glass and completely see through so the fish and seabed beneath were one hundred percent visible. Archways instead of doors, 60-inch flat screen in the wall, alongside an antique record player and jukebox, finished with a rather flashy bar in the corner. They were in heaven.

"I'm going to go and check out the bedroom, Tony!" she said in excitement.

"Okay, this is insane", he whispered. Ziva looked at the view outside from the bedroom.

"This is dreamy"

"Ziva, you can jump right in the ocean out here, they have a hot tub on the deck. They got the ocean and the hot tub!" Ziva turned around and stared at the bed. 'Shit' she thought. A massive king sized bed with Egyptian cotton sheets for the two of them.

"Tony, we have a problem!" he ran in the bedroom in record time.

"Whats the matter? Ohhhh..." they stood at the foot of the bed, completely silent unable to form words. "It's not like we haven't slept in the same bed before? I understand why he said no funny business now... I mean I can't make any promises to that but I can try. I'll take the couch if you want me to, Ziva because I know you find me repulsive?" she pouted. Tony stood in anticipation awaiting a reply.

"No. I do not want you to sleep on the couch, I know you have back problems and I do not find you repulsive, quite the contrary. It's only a few nights, I think we will manage to put up with each other for that long, if not I will take the couch." He smiled and opened his arms inviting her in for a hug. She granted his request and fell into his arms.

"Why are you so nice to me, miss Dav-eed?" he said dragging out her name. This really was going to be fun.

Ten minutes later, Tony and Tim sat excitedly at the long glass table under the cream gazebo, just down the steps from the rear view of the huts. As per the girls were taking their time, 'probably deciding which bikini to wear' they thought. Just then two silhouettes appeared on the balcony, it looked so picture perfect. The two figures slowly began to step closer and closer until they were leaning against the bottom of the staircase. That was when they first caught a glimpse, perfect figures, perfect destination, and perfect moment. Tony smiled at the magnificent view and was about to quote a movie, when all of a sudden he had a better idea and ran over to Ziva. He bent down and grabbed her around the waist, throwing her over his muscular, broad shoulders and began running over to the extended opening on the balcony. She was screaming in a giggly manor, before it was silenced by the splash impact in the crystal water. Another splash was heard as Tony disappeared off the deck and into the water. In the water, Tony kept on sinking under and swimming towards Ziva's small, fragile frame. Once at his target he reached out for her leg and pulled her down with him and pretending to nibble on her leg as if it were a scene out of jaws or piranha. She could not contain her laughter as he repeatedly tickled her. Tony could not believe how beautiful and sexy Ziva looked in her bikini, her perfectly tanned olive skin and long hazel waves of hair clinging tightly to her face and neck. Her bikini was dark green with a small gold buckle in the middle, and it barely covered the parts it was designed for. He thought he would pounce on her at any minute, but knew it wouldn't go down to sweetly with former assassin, ex-Mossad ninja. When they both resurfaced, they softly swam to the side climbing out by the ladders and joining McGee and Abby on the deck, not for long however as within seconds of their return Tim and Abby were throwing themselves off of the deck and performing somersaults and bombs before penetrating the seabed. Time flew by and soon the sun was beginning to set, the four co-workers started drying off with their towels and making their way back to the huts. Tony had not left Ziva's side all afternoon, they played happily in the water, jumped in holding hands, pushed each other in several times, it was as if nobody else was around. When they reached the huts, Abby spotted a note on the door.

'Dinner is at 7, we will be given our itineraries and the details for our first activity tonight.'

"The time now is 6:30, I think I'm going to go hit the shower and change into something a bit more suitable, see you beautiful ladies at dinner, okay." Tony announced. They laughed when they realized Tony meant McGee as well. Ziva followed Tony in the direction of their hut as McGee and Abby wandered off in their own route.