Dead Fish
Author's Note: First, spoiler alert for all NCIS episodes up to and especially the season 9 finale, Till Death Do Us Part. Second, I am a huge Tony and Ziva fan so if you're not I don't think that this story is for you but that is your call.
Summary: Tony and Ziva stuck in an elevator. What could be a better cliffhanger?
Hour 1
Ziva woke up with a start. She was confused and she hated being confused. She gripped her gun and observed her surroundings. She appeared to be an elevator with Tony. The memories were flowing back to her, Harper Dearing and the bomb scare. She poked Tony to see if he was awake.
Tony felt a poke and woke up with a jolt. He noticed that the elevator had stopped moving. He moved his head slightly and saw Ziva with not one but two guns in hand and looking dangerously alert.
"Tony, are you okay?"
"Yeah, what happened?"
"It appears that the elevator has stopped working."
"I got that part Ziva. I mean what is up with Dearing situation?"
"It would appear that the elevators are affected either the lockdown or the bomb explosion. Either way we are stuck here."
Tony sighed. If the building was in full lockdown then it would be at least six hours before the power would come back on. If Harper's plan actually worked then… well Tony didn't really want to think about what was next. This was not a good day for him. He thought again, perhaps today was the day that he and Ziva would finally have the conversation that they'd been putting off for years.
"Tony why are you looking at me like that?"
Tony didn't even realize that he was looking at Ziva until she was yelling in his face.
"Like what?"
"Like, well never mind."
If Ziva was going to have to spend the next few hours in here with Tony she was going to go mad. It was a good thing that she still packed like a Mossad agent, which meant enough food for twenty-four hours. She began to spread out her food and do an inventory check just in case Tony decided to sneak food from her backpack. Then, she took a nap.
Tony had never noticed it but Ziva was really cute when she slept. Normally he wouldn't use cute but it fit the situation. Ziva looked peaceful and sweet well until you see the gun in her hands. While Ziva slept like an angel holding a Glock, Tony had been thinking about something his old partner, Kate had once said to him. Kate once said that Tony was scared of the things that he couldn't conquer physically. Perhaps that was why this Harper Dearing case kept him on edge.
Ziva wasn't really sleeping. She slept for all of ten seconds. Ziva just wasn't ready to accept that she was trapped in an elevator with Tony. She probably could and should get more slumber but she was scared. The weren't many things on the planet that could scare Ziva David but the fact that something could happen to anyone on the team especially Tony scared the hell out of her. For some reason she always had a special attachment to her partner. It could be that Tony was very similar to her or maybe she was simply attracted to him.
"Ziva, it's hot in here."
"What do you want me to do about it?"
"I'm not complaining for my sake, it is for yours."
"Mine?"
"You're perspiring insanely. If you took off say your shirt you would be cooler."
"Is this really the time? People could be dying."
"Then you should make every moment worth it. All you need is ask."
"One more comment like that and you are dead fish."
"It's dead meat. Meat. Meat. Meat. Meat."
"Forgive me I speak five languages I get…"
"Confused. Got that. Now shut up."
"Why should I?"
Tony rolled his eyes. He leaned over to Ziva and kissed her.