A/N: Yay, here's a new chapter! :) Not gonna talk much ahaha :D
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September 6, 2014

"We're the godparents! It's basically our duty to take care of Isabella from time to time. And tonight is the best opportunity ever!", Abby argued, her arms folded across her chest.

McGee was standing next to her but didn't say a word. They were currently standing in front of Tony in the bullpen and had cornered him. He didn't have any chance to escape.

God, if only Ziva would be here right now. She would have found a way to make them step back. "Listen, guys, it's fine. We'll just spend the night at home and..", he started but Abby cut him off: "Tony! You can't just spend the night at home!"

He sighed. "Gibbs is gonna make us stay late anyway. So what?", he said, shrugging. Truth was, he really wanted to do something special today. He just didn't think he'd get the chance to do so.

"Not gonna make you stay late tonight, DiNozzo", Gibbs chimed in as he rounded the corner to the bullpen. "See! Even Gibbs is on our side!", Abby exclaimed, pointing at Gibbs. Gibbs smirked at Tony.

"It's your first wedding anniversary. You gotta take her out to dinner", he said. "Okay, fine! You can babysit Isabella tonight. But at our place", Tony gave in. Gibbs raised his eyebrow and McGee tried to hide a laugh.

"What?", Tony questioned, slightly annoyed. "You wanna come home after dinner and have McGee and Abby sit in your living-room and your daughter sleeping upstairs?", Gibbs asked and McGee added: "On your first wedding anniversary?"

Tony blushed a deep shade of red. "Maybe you're right", he mumbled. "Maybe?", Abby exclaimed in disbelief. "God, okay, you are right. Can you pick her up after work?", Tony finally gave in.

He knew it was pointless to argue. And to be honest, he was actually glad they'd offered to take Isabella for the night. It would finally allow him some alone time with Ziva.

And it was their first wedding anniversary, so that made it extra special. "I'll pick her up. You two can join me for dinner", Gibbs said, looking at Abby and McGee. They shrugged and nodded.

Isabella loved Gibbs. Not that she didn't like Abby and McGee, too, she just liked Gibbs a little more. And Tony knew for a fact that it would be easier to convince Isabella to leave home for the night, if she got to stay at Gibbs' place.

She'd been to Gibbs' place a couple times already. Even alone. Gibbs had insisted to take her on a couple weekends, simply because he loved his 'granddaughter'.

And who were Tony and Ziva to deny him this happiness? It was lovely to see their daughter and Gibbs together. They'd both smile brightly and they'd never seen Gibbs more happy before.

Probably with Kelly but that had been before Ziva and Tony had gotten to know him. "I'll call Ziva and let her know", Tony said but Gibbs shook his head. "No, I'll call her. You go and make reservations at a fancy restaurant", he ordered and Tony smiled. "Thanks boss", he said and picked up his phone. He knew exactly which restaurant he'd call.

"Gibbs?", Ziva questioned as she picked up the phone, Isabella on her hip. "Hey, Ziva. Is this a bad time?", Gibbs asked. She smiled. Gibbs was always so sweet. He'd always ask whether it was a good time or whether he should call back.

"No, it is fine. Why are you calling?", she replied. "Know the date?", he questioned and she raised her eyebrow in confusion. He was calling to ask for the date? That was ridiculous. He could just look at a calender.

"September 6", she said hesitantly. "Yeah. And?", he demanded, confusing her even more. She was well aware of the date. And she knew what today was. But why was Gibbs questioning her about it?

"If you want to congratulate Tony and me for our first wedding anniversary, you can just do so", she blurted out, not really thinking about her words. Gibbs chuckled.

"That's not exactly why I'm calling but while we're at it, congratulations!", he said. She sat down, carefully shifting Isabella to her lap. The little girl was listening to the conversation apparently, a huge smile on her face when she heard Gibbs' voice.

"Why are you calling?", she repeated. "I'll pick up Isabella at six. That way you'll have some time to get ready", Gibbs said, leaving no room for questions. "Get ready for what?", Ziva demanded.

She was beyond confused. Tony and her hadn't exactly planned anything for today. Isabella was only a few months old, so she'd figured they'd just stay home and watch a movie, relax and cuddle on the couch and have spaghetti for dinner.

Apparently though she'd missed something. "Wear something nice", Gibbs said, then suddenly hung up. Ziva lowered the phone and stared at it. What the hell was that all about? What did Gibbs know that she didn't? Had Tony secretly planned something?

Isabella looked at her with her adorable big brown eyes. "That was grandpa Gibbs", Ziva told her and Isabella grinned and babbled happily. "He will come and pick you up in a few hours, okay tateleh?", Ziva asked softly and Isabella clapped her hands in delight.

"Do you think you would like to spend the night at grandpa's house?", Ziva questioned. Isabella nodded and squealed happily. "Okay. So, how about we go and see what you want to pack?", Ziva suggested, standing up and shifting Isabella onto her hip again.

She carried her up to her room, her thoughts never leaving the weird phone call. It sounded a lot like Tony had secretly planned something for their first wedding anniversary.

And obviously they'd come up with a plan to give them some alone-time. She suspected the team had something to do with that plan. Mostly Abby probably. Truth was, she loved the fact that Tony and her would get some alone-time tonight.

It felt like forever since they'd been able to enjoy some time alone. Not that she didn't like having Isabella around. But sometimes she just wished she could spend a night alone with Tony. Apparently that wish would be granted tonight. She smiled to herself. What the hell had her husband planned?

Tony stood in front of their house, fiddling with his fingers nervously. Gibbs had picked up Isabella an hour ago and had managed to sneak out a new suit for Tony without Ziva noticing.

Tony smoothed down his suit-jacket and took a deep breath. It was ridiculous how nervous he was. He was taking his wife on a date after all. Nothing major. However, Ziva still kind of had that effect on him.

It made him feel like a teenager, madly in love. Which wasn't necessarily a bad thing, of course. He rang the bell and Ziva opened the door. It was almost as if she'd been expecting him, waiting behind the door.

Tony's jaw dropped when he took in the sight in front of him. She looked stunning. It had been far too long since Ziva had dressed up for him, far too long since they'd really gone out together.

"You look beautiful", he said and held out his hand for her to take. Abby had tried to convince him to bring her flowers but Tony had told her it wouldn't be necessary. In fact, it would have been kinda weird.

Instead he'd called the restaurant again and asked them to put some red roses on their table. That would do the trick. Ziva blushed and took his hand. "You look rather handsome yourself", she replied, her hand resting on his chest.

He smiled brightly and kissed her lips. "Ready to go?", he asked and she nodded. They walked over to the car and he started to drive to the restaurant. He could only hope that she liked his plan for tonight.

About half an hour later, they finally arrived at the restaurant and Tony opened the door for Ziva, grinning. "Thank you", she said, smirking. "Only the best for the lady", he replied, trying to fake a British accent but failing miserably.

She laughed and took his hand. "Shall we?", she asked and he nodded enthusiastically. He couldn't wait for her to see the place he'd chosen. It was a restaurant in Georgetown and according to people he'd talked to, it was a pretty romantic setting.

He'd never been here himself but he'd of course looked up pictures on google. It did indeed look very nice. They approached the building and Ziva gasped as she caught sight of the water fountains that looked beautiful in the light of the patio.

Tony led her towards the entrance. "Reservations under DiNozzo", he told the waiter and he smiled. "If you would please follow me", he said, then turned and led them to their table.

It was situated at the other end of the room, right at the huge window front. They'd have an amazing view of the landscape and the water fountains. "Can I get you anything to drink?", the waiter asked politely as they sat down.

"We'll have a bottle of red wine, please", Tony said, smiling at the waiter. He nodded, then left. "This is perfect, Tony", Ziva said, completely in awe. He reached over the table to cover her hand and give it a squeeze.

"Happy anniversary, sweet cheeks", he whispered and kissed her softly. Thank God, the table was small enough to lean over and reach her lips without knocking over the candles or the red roses.

"You did not say anything about your plans", Ziva said eventually, raising her eyebrow in question. He chuckled. "Yeah, well, I hadn't exactly planned something. I thought with Isabella in the picture, we'd just spent a nice evening at home", he admitted.

"That is what I thought, too", she assured him, squeezing his hand. She didn't want him to think that she'd expected something huge. It was more than enough to just have him by her side. Every day. She couldn't be happier.

"Today though, McGee and Abby cornered me and said they'd take Isabella. Even Gibbs chimed in. So, I thought, why not and made the reservations and..here we are", he explained and she chuckled. Yeah, that sounded a lot like Tony.

"To be honest, I'm very glad we got some alone-time tonight. Don't get me wrong! I love Isabella. It's just..I love spending some time with you and only you, too", he admitted, smiling shyly.

She squeezed his hand. "I know. I feel the same way", she assured him. Sure, they loved Isabella and they loved spending time with her. It was incredible how much joy she had brought into their lives.

But it was also nice to spend some time alone from time to time. And it wasn't like they'd leave Isabella with a random babysitter. The team loved Isabella as well and their daughter loved the team.

Sometimes, Isabella was so happy to go to Gibbs' place that Tony would joke about her liking Gibbs better than her own parents. It was nice though. They could trust them with Isabella and they knew she wouldn't miss them too much.

She was in good hands and Abby would spoil her tonight. Tony smiled to himself. It had been far too long since he'd spent some alone-time with Ziva. Not only out on a date. But at home, too.

Three and a half hours later, Tony and Ziva returned back home. Ziva had trouble unlocking the door since Tony's arms were wrapped around her waist from behind and he was kissing her neck.

"If you would stop for a second, I could unlock the door and let us in", she breathed. "What if I don't want to?", Tony asked, his breath tickling her skin and sending shivers down her spine.

"Tony", Ziva tried to protest but it came out in no more than a breathy whisper. "Yes, sweet cheeks?", he asked innocently. She gave up and eventually managed to unlock the door.

They stumbled inside immediately and within the fraction of a second, his hands were at her sides and he had backed her up against the door. She gasped when her back made contact with the hard door but didn't exactly care.

One of his hands had already traveled up her chest and he was cupping her breast through the fabric of her dress and her bra. His other hand snaked around her to find the zipper of her dress.

Her own hands found their way into his hair and she tugged lightly to get his lips onto hers again. He willingly complied and soon their tongues were fighting for dominance.

"Bedroom", Ziva managed to stutter. "Not gonna make it", he breathed. She tugged on his hair again, their eyes locking. "Bedroom", she repeated, a little more firmly. It wasn't up for discussion.

Truth was, she didn't want to go there when she was pressed up against a wall – or a door for that matter. That kind of position held too many bad memories for her.

He knew that and he'd always respected that. She wasn't even implying that he wasn't respecting it now. He was just caught up in the heat of the moment which was perfectly understandable.

His eyes softened when he heard her request again and he pecked her lips gently. "Sorry", he mumbled and she smiled. This was a side of him only she got to see.

People would probably never believe her if she would mention how sweet and caring he was, that he was a romantic at heart and that he was incredibly gentle and careful in the bedroom.

With him, it was never rushed, never too heated, never rough. It was always sweet and loving and full of care. She untangled her hands from his hair and grabbed his hand that was on her back.

She tugged on it gently, then led him up to the bedroom. He looked into her eyes as she walked backwards until the back of her knees hit the bed. "I love you", he whispered as he kissed her gently.

He could feel her smile into the kiss and couldn't help but smile as well. "I love you, too", she murmured against his lips. He squeezed her hand and smiled at her.

"Thank you for marrying me", he said seriously but she laughed. "What?", he asked, a little hurt by her reaction. "You do not have to thank me", she said, shrugging.

"Well, you did make me the happiest man alive", he replied. Her hand came up to cup his cheek. "And you made me very happy, too", she assured him softly. "You know..I was scared as hell. I have always been scared of commitment. Ever since my mother..", he started but trailed off, unable to say the word.

"When I thought I could finally commit, I was left at the altar. So, for years, I was scared to be open about my feelings for you. But..you changed me, Ziva. You made me a better man. And I..was finally able to commit to something, someone", he said softly and she smiled, tears pooling in her eyes.

She hadn't exactly expected a speech like this when they'd made their way up to the bedroom. "You were scared I would say no when you proposed and you were scared I would leave you at the altar as well, yes?", she asked softly.

She knew the answer to her question. She had been able to see it in his eyes a year ago. He nodded. "Yes. Deep down, I knew you wouldn't leave me but I was still scared", he admitted.

"I understand. But you need to know that I would never even think of leaving you", she whispered, her thumb stroking his cheek. She rested her forehead against his.

"I love you, Anthony", she whispered. She felt his arm tighten around her waist. "I love you so much, Ziva", he whispered back, his lips finding hers in a sweet kiss.

Soon, his hands found the zipper of her dress and he gently pushed it off her shoulders while her hands made quick work of his suit jacket, tie and dress-shirt. While his hands ran through her curls, her hands found his belt buckle and not even a minute later she was pushing his pants to the floor.

"Make love to me, Anthony", she whispered and he picked her up to lay her down on the bed. One year of marriage had certainly not cost them their spark. If anything, it had further ignited it to a fire of love.

A/N: BOOM! Tiva cuteness on their first wedding anniversary! :) (Thank you, Sarah, for the wonderful idea! I loved writing it!)
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