A/N: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I'm laughing for a reason. The inspiriation for this chapter came from……(rolls on the floor) you'll never believe it…. ( clutches stomach) ….

A church service message.. Sermon, whatever you want to call it.

No, I'm not kidding. All the citiaions and the quotes are not mine, obviously. And the credit for this chapter has to go to Pastor Greg form Seacoast church. It was a rather amusing weekend…. So, Here's to Pastor Greg!

Enjoy! ( and I promise it's not like you are thinking …probably with an eye roll at how this came about…just read. You'll like it…and it's not bad. I promise)

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As he shook a cramp out of his hand, he chanced a glance across the way to Ziva's desk. She was busy typing something into her computer. Tony hated cold case days. Sometimes he wished a call would come in just so that they would all have something better to do than sit here and write reports or look over said cold case files. Then he would feel guilty because it would hit him that someone had to die in order for that to happen.

He tore his eyes away from Ziva as she stopped typing and he saw her eyes move quickly over to him. He hoped he looked busy, but knowing her, she knew he had been watching her anyway.

"Something wrong with me Tony? Do I have remnants of lunch on my face?"

Damn, caught. "Nope. Just seeing how busy you are."

"Why? Hoping to entertain me?" She raised an eye suggestively.

He smirked. "Maybe,"

She laughed. "OH please. It would take a lot for you to please me that way, Tony."

"Wanna bet on that, Ziva?" He asked. That comment, though it didn't mean to, stung his pride just a bit. How could she know he wasn't good in bed? They'd never had sex. Sure, seen each other naked once while undercover and having FAKE sex… but never real. Not even close. He wanted to tell her the opposite, which was that he was good in bed, but was sure she would think he was boasting. Then a thought flitted through his head.

It is dangerous to be concerned with what others think of you. (*)

Well, hell. For all the times his Catholic values had to come back, it was with the thoughts of telling Ziva how good he actually was in bed?!!? Talk about a mood killer. So he just let it go, causing another odd thought.

If you want to stay out of trouble, be careful what you say. (**)

He frowned at that one. He WANTED to get into trouble. Literally… and with the woman sitting from him. Oh how he wanted to get into so much trouble with her. Though Gibbs might not take too kindly to him and Ziva breaking rule number twelve. If he found out.

Who was he kidding? Gibbs would know the second it happened, like he always seemed to know.

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A week went by and Tony had to bite his tongue as Ziva lashed out at him for the third time in said week. They were behind the stairs leading up to MTAC and couldn't be seen, but Tony was sure people could hear them.

"You know nothing about following orders! It's not about why or how. It's about doing it without questions." Ziva said a frown on her face.

"Yea. Just like you followed orders to help Rivkin and how he followed orders to "watch" you!" Tony said finally fed up. At her glare, he knew he was in for it. Five months without an actual fight or bringing up the past was too long for them, and now it was just all being let out.

She gave a half laugh have snort. "Like you did with that doctor? I seem to remember you doing the same as Michael. Following orders, were you not? Tell me Tony, was falling in love with her part of the orders as well?" At his silent glare, she smirked. "I didn't think so. You followed the orders so far as to fall in love with your "mission"." "And I suppose Mossad trained officers aren't prey to falling in love during a mission."

"You would suppose correctly,"

"HA! Rivkin never fell in love with you then is what you are saying. There's the difference."

"Oh please. There is no difference between you two. You are so much alike it's not even funny! You both defy orders, do what you want, let your feelings and desires get in the way…"

Tony moved so fast that Ziva didn't have time to react. He pushed her up against the wall, his body pressed to hers, his hands pining her wrists to between the palm of his hand and the wall, eyes angry. He stared at her for a second as her eyes searched his.

"Do not compare me to a terrorist, Ziva. I am nothing like him. I never will be. For one, I wouldn't lead you on like he did. Two, I do not work for Mossad, Three, I did not kill at least two innocent victims and then try to frame you…" Ok so he was going out on a limb there..but Rivkin had used her place as one of his bases. "I am nothing like him," he breathed quietly, still holding her gaze. "Watch your accusations next time, Officer David,"

With a deep breath he back away from her, turning to head back to his desk, seething. How dare she compare him to Rivkin! And all because of some stupid comment McGee had made about Ziva and Tony going undercover for their latest case.

If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. (***)

And how many times had he broken that one? Many .many, times. He and Ziva just couldn't seem to stop yelling or insulting each other. It was how the functioned. He had stopped question the stupid thoughts after the fifth one had come into his mind. Why they were coming back now, he had no clue. Not that he cared. It wasn't as if he followed it to a T anyway.

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A/N: SOO Here are the citations for the above.

* - Proverbs 29:25 (GN version)

** - Proverb 21:23 (GN version)

*** -Romans 12:!8 ( NIV version)

Now, see was this as bad as you thought it would be? Especially for being inspired During a Sunday morning Church service?!?! LOL. And how many of you thought they were going to kiss and were disappointed by it? HMM? I know some of you thought so!