It had been an eventful week for Ziva, Tony had invited her to his house for a meal and a movie, and you can obviously guess what happened half way through the movie. The week had been pleasant for Kari too, very pleasant actually.
"Shh! We'll get caught!" Kari sniggered to the boy lying underneath her, loud music blared from the living room's stereo
"Your mom's out, Jeeze Kari live a little" he told her, before running his hand innocently up her leg. Kari grinned and watched him, she was well within her rights to be worried if Ziva would walk in, she would have her head and give her the biggest lecture she had ever had. "Kari! Earth to Kari!" the boy shouted to a dazed Kari. "Chris! Ahh sorry, my minds on other things right now" Kari mumbled with a frown, her dark hair falling to her face as she gazed down to him, Chris sighed and moved his hands over hers, trying to do what his brother had instructed him to do when girls got a little emotional, "hold their hands and say it will be fine" he thought to himself and grinned, "It will be fine" he soothed and ran his thumb over her hand. Kari smiled faintly but the mood was soon disrupted by the door being opened by a laughing Tony and Ziva, "KARI!" Ziva yelled out and froze in her spot, Tony looked at them for a second, and it brought back happy and heated memories. "Ziva I!" Kari began and jumped off Chris, she eyed the boy and it indicated he should leave, thank god he didn't know what Ziva would do to him, that was the problem with having a mossad trained mother, Chris got up and darted out of the house pretty quickly, not giving one second glance to Kari or a very fuming Ziva.
It left Tony, Ziva and a startled Kari, "this is all it was right?" Ziva asked, as calm as she possibly could, all that was running through her mind was it had gone further than meets the eye, and Kari was following in her foolish foot steps. Kari felt a burning anger rise through her, "I HAVE MORE SENSE THAN YOU!" she screamed bitterly and stormed off to her room. Ziva felt a pang of hurt run through her, Tony watched Ziva, as her eyes seemed to soften in a weird type of anger, "Ziva?" Tony asked, trying to clarify what he had heard. "I snapped didn't I? See I can't handle this Tony! I thought I had it! But I don't!" Ziva yelled and pushed her hands against the frame of the sofa, her dark hair parting down her shoulders. She felt Tony's hands circle around her back comfortingly, she wanted to tell him that it wasn't any of his business and he was a fool to get involved with any of this, but she couldn't, she loved him, a little too much sometimes. Ziva eased into his touch and let her back press into his chest for comfort. "You haven't screwed up Ziva, it's not something you learn over night or in a week, is it?" he told her, she nodded in agreement with him "I just don't want her making the same mistakes as I did Tony, I'm struggling to cope as it is" She muttered as she turned around to burry her face in his shirt. Slowly she crumbled and spilled her heart out to him. Because sometimes even a tough mossad agent has to break the outer shell to feel loved and alive.
Kari heard a knock on her door; she rolled onto her stomach, whilst hugging a pillow "Go away!" she yelled and turned on some music, trying to drone out anything outside of her room, anything to tell her that he was using her, because deep down, that's what she felt. "Kari I'm coming in" Ziva said and opened the door, she stood a few feet away from Kari, "Look, I'm sorry" Ziva started with a buzz, Kari looked at her, taking her eyes from the patterns on her pillow, "You've been crying?" Kari asked, slightly surprised. She didn't think Ziva was the crying type, saying that, a lot of people thought she wasn't the crying type. "I have, you understand how all of this is taking its toll on me, yes?" Ziva asked, Kari shrugged then nodded meekly, before smiling at Ziva, "Come on, wipe away those tears" Kari sang and opened the door, thank the lord she didn't want to talk about Chris. Wait, there was still Tony.
Tony waited in the main room; he was sifting through some very detailed magazines, Ziva's obviously. Tony turned the page but was cut off by Ziva snatching them from his hands, "Don't want Kari looking at those" Ziva said and shoved them in a draw, Kari rolled her eyes "You act like I'm ten, I'm fifteen! I'm going to look at stuff like that eventually" Kari said, knowledgably aware of what was in those magazines, Ziva shook it off. Tony looked around, he was hungry, "Zee-vah Kar-ree" Tony stretched in an attempt to get their attention, "Yes Tony?" Kari asked and sat beside him, her knees up to her chest, her toes wiggling underneath her dark purple socks. "I'm hungry" he whined like a child, he only got eye rolled at by Kari, "Fine, you decide" Ziva said and joined him on the sofa, Kari moved up so they could sit together. She did enjoy seeing her mother happy, "Pizza!" Tony called out and searched for the house phone, "Phone?" Ziva asked and threw it over to him, he caught it with the skill that was, oh, so, Tony. "Right! I'll order, you go find some wine, if you have any" Tony instructed, Ziva frowned "I have Tony, I do know how to live" she muttered, it only brought a grin to Tony's face, he walked over to her and kissed her lightly on the lips, "I know sweetie" he teased, "Ew!" Kari yelled from the background and threw a pillow over to them, it nearly knocked over the wine Ziva had found, just enough for the three of them. Well maybe two. "Don't call my sweetie!" Ziva said to him, sweetie was one of the MANY names she more than hated. "Its sweet, but not her Tony" Kari told him, and tapped her foot on the floor "When's the pizza coming? And what the hell have you ordered?" Kari asked, slightly worried that they would be going without dinner and Tony would be scoffing his face. "Wait and see" Tony said.
And the night played on in its own little way.
There we go! Hope you like it, spent like 2 days on this, I suffered a little writer's block, anyway review cuz I love those little damned reviews! Love Jodie!