Tony's wedding. May 2014

Tony could not believe how time had flown by. It seemed like yester day he was dropping to his knees in the snow on Christmas Eve asking her to marry him, and here it was, the day before his wedding. He had made it this far before though. It had not turned out well the last time. He tried to sooth his nerves, telling himself that this was a different time, a different girl, and he was a different man. But still…

Tony shook these thoughts from his head, finished dressing, and left for the bar to meet the people he loved most for one last hurrah.

Tony walked in to the bar and spotted McGee, Palmer, Ducky, Abby, and Gibbs across the way. He assumed Bre was home with the baby. He made his way toward them only to be stopped by a hand on his shoulder. He knew who it was before he turned around.

"Ziva," he breathed as he pulled her in for an encompassing hug.

"Hello Tony," she smiled over his shoulder, a light laugh escaping her lips.

He had not seen Ziva sense Christmas Eve. They had continued to talk on the phone and email and kept each other updated on the happenings of life but it had been six long months sense she had been in DC.

"Look who I found," Tony teased as they made there way to the table. Abby was around the table so fast that if Ziva wasn't expecting it, it would have knocked them both to the ground. Gibbs stood up next and wrapped an arm around her with a, "welcome home kid." The rest of the team followed and they soon fell in to easy conversation. They talked and laughed and teased Tony about the kind of bachelor party that they had expected him to want. Tony was perfectly content with this evening though, having buried long ago his playboy ways… well mostly anyway.

The night's festivities gave little chance for Tony and Ziva to communicate. Through their conversations with the group they were able to update on each other's lives.

"So… tell me about your new man. I mean, is he cute? He must be cute, that is a stupid question. Are y'all serious? Do you love him? Is he a good man?" Abby began peppering Ziva with questions about her new boyfriend.

Tony was well aware of this new development, having been told by Ziva four months prior and they had, had a lengthy conversation about him. Even so, Tony was curious about Ziva's answers.

Ziva chuckled. "Abby, you must slow down and ask one question at a time for me to answer properly."

"Well…"

"Yes I would say he is cute," she said with a smile, "and he is a very good man. He is a lawyer. His name is Tristan."

Gibbs groaned at this information. "Rule #13, David."

"I know, I know… but, I think you would actually like him… despite the lawyer thing."

"We'll see," he replied, taking a sip of his beer.

"Actually, you will all see… tomorrow," she finished, staring intently at her drink in front of her.

Tony looked surprised at her for a moment before he remembered, "Oh yeah, you did check plus one, didn't you."

"Yes… I was not sure, but I hoped."

McGee, who had been quite for most of this conversation, piped up, "So I guess if you're bringing him to a wedding and down to meet the family… it must be serious, huh?"

Ziva smiled, staring in to her drink again. "I guess it is… that, and… we have decided to move in together after we get back."

Tony was happy that Ziva seemed to be so happy. She seemed like she was starting to settle down. Somewhere in the pit of his stomach, that stung. She was finally doing what she couldn't do with him. He shook it off and looked up to see Ziva staring at him. He gave her a genuine smile that she returned, though her eyes never lost their intensity.

The rest of the evening went by quickly and they all slowly made there way home to their beds, to sleep off whatever alcohol they had consumed and hoped that there would be no repercussions tomorrow. It was a big day after all.

The sunbeams poured through the curtains in his bedroom the next morning as he awoke to the sound of his phone ringing. "Dinozzo," he said groggily in to the phone.

"Tony! Where are you! You were suppose to be here an hour ago," Mairin snapped through the phone.

Tony's mind began to clear as her realized what was going on. He was supposed to be at the church for pictures at 9, even though the wedding was not till 2. He groaned as he looked at the clock. "I am so sorry Mai, I'll be there in 20." He hung up and quickly dressed and was out the door.

The rest of the day went by in a whirl. They took pictures at 10:30 when Tony finally arrived, Mairin nagging him the whole time. Next they had lunch with their families separately, though that was over much too quickly, and then it was time to get ready for the wedding.

Though he was able to meet Tristan briefly during lunch, he had yet to get the chance to talk to him. It wasn't till they were to be "getting ready" that he was able to talk to him. Tony had chosen to make Ziva an unconventional best man, so she was in the room with the other boys, waiting for the ceremony.

"So Tristan, I hear you are a lawyer? What kind of cases do you handle?" Tony asked, putting out an effort as Ziva had with Mairin. They even emailed back and forth a little bit.

"Oh I do a lot of children's rights stuff. A lot of probono. I use to handle custody battles and adoptions. The adoptions were fun but I hated the custody stuff. It really tears those kids apart you know…"

At this point Tony zoned out, his babbling reminding him a little of Abby. It was clear to him though that he was a man with a big heart and loved what he did. He was glad for that.

Not long after that they received a five-minute warning and Tristan went to go find a seat. Soon it was time to start and Tony went to his place, prepared to enter from the side when the family was seated. He took his place as the bridesmaids and groomsmen (and women) began their decent down the isle. First was McGee and Sharon, then Gibbs and some girl whose name he had forgotten, then it was Ziva and the made of honor, Casey.

Tony's breath hitched for a moment as Ziva made her way down the isle, her eyes boring in to his but her mouth giving a convincing smile. She was dressed in a knee length blue dress that matched the bridesmaids with a black blazer and a silver bowtie around her neck. Her outfit was funny in a cute way but he didn't notice that. His eyes were trained on her face the entire way up the isle. He couldn't stop the momentary flash of her in a white dress walking towards him. He tried to shake the image but she was now coming up to stand beside him. His eyes were still locked with hers when the music changed and he almost missed the entrance of the bride. As soon as he laid his eyes on Mairin his thoughts were wiped away and he knew this was right.

The ceremony passed quickly and before he knew it, it was time for the rings. Tony turned to Ziva, his eyes locking with hers once more. She had tears in her eyes and the look on her face was unreadable. Her mouth was smiling but her eyes told a different story. Tony took the ring from her, there hands touching momentarily, his eyes burning in to hers, questioning. She just handed him the ring and did her best to smile more. Tony turned around and his eyes met his beautiful brides. She looked up at him with that look he use to see in Ziva's eyes. He took a deep breath, praying that this was the right decision. He smiled as he repeated after the minister and slid the ring on to her finger. The next thing he knew was that the preacher was pronouncing them Mairin and Anthony Dinozzo and instructing them to kiss. Tony leaned in and cupped Mairin's face and he kissed her. It was a brief kiss, but with that kiss he made a promise. Tony knew the weight of the promise he was making. A promise to be her husband and to have eyes only for her. A promise to love her, Always.

Ahhh… I know! Tony married her! Again just hang in there. I do know where this is going and I think y'all will like it (I hope so anyway). I also promise this isn't going to turn very unethical or overly dramatic (ie no Tony having an affair with Ziva. That would not be right or do the characters justice.)

Also, Tristan = noise or sorrow. Again, I have a thing for name meanings. Lol