A/N – Here is a scene that I would have liked to see in my version of the story. This is the bar after the case with Agent Borin in Lost at Sea, in with my version of season 10. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer – I don't own NCIS or the characters

Chapter 6 – Lost at Sea

Joining Borin at the Bar

"We'll be there in five minutes, Abigail," Ziva said into the phone. "Bye."

She hung up her cell phone and reached across the center consol of the car and grabbed Tony's hand. She hadn't remembered to ask if Gibbs and the others were still there. She really couldn't picture Gibbs staying out in a bar for very long. Every time he did go out with the team, he didn't stay very long. He was not very social and she sort of hoped that he had gone home. But, even still, if Abby was there, they would have to hide, because Abby couldn't keep a secret to save her life.

Tony pulled into the parking lot of the bar.

"Whatever happens, Zi, we're sticking together," Tony said. "I know that they might see something tonight if we're all drinking."

"I know, Tony," Ziva said, grabbing his hand again and walking them toward the bar.

The others were sitting at a booth with drinks in front of them. Ziva and Tony dropped each other's hands immediately and walked up to the bar together. Abigail Borin found them there and paid for their drinks. Two martinis, extra dry, shaken, not stirred.

They followed Borin over to the booth where they were sitting. Gibbs was still there. He was sitting next to Borin. McGee was on the other side of Borin. Abby got up to let Tony and Ziva in. Ziva slid into the booth first and Tony after her.

"Good to see everyone relax a little," Borin said. "Thank you two for joining us. How were your dates?"

"Great," Ziva said happily. "He took me to a very nice dinner."

"I could tell by how you were dressed," Abby said happily. "What about you Tony?"

"It was perfect," Tony said.

"That's great!" Abby nearly squealed. "But, how are you two not even remotely jealous of the other's significant other? Aren't you usually?"

"They're getting along now, Abby," Gibbs said. "They told me."

"Since when are they getting along?" Abby asked curiously, as though she had missed an important memo.

"Since they were stuck in an elevator for four hours," McGee said. "I noticed that right after that. They started getting along better right away. It's about time they were honest with each other."

"We're still here, McGee," Ziva reminded him.

Tony placed a hand on Ziva's knee under the table. She smiled a little, and hoped that no one noticed and she took his hand and laced their fingers together, luckily no one could see. At least, while they sat, they could still hold each other's hand and show small signs of affection.

"Well, I think I'm going to call it a night," Gibbs said. "You kids have fun."

He leaned over and whispered something in Borin's ear and then they both smiled and Gibbs got up and left. The others were curious.

"He just told me good job," Borin defended herself. "He thinks I'm doing well with my own team."

"You are," Tony said immediately, trying hard to defend her as well, because Ziva was tense next to him. He gave her hand a slight squeeze.

They continued to drink for a moment. "We should try to get Gibbs a date!" Abby said suddenly. "And maybe me, and the other Abby, and McGee, too. It's not fair that you two had dates tonight and none of the rest of us did! I mean, it's a Friday night!"

"And we're all here, as a family," Ziva said significantly.

"But, still, we should try to get Gibbs a date," Abby said.

"Good luck with that!" Borin said. "That man doesn't do well with set-ups, you know. Or, that's what I've heard."

"From who?" Tony asked.

"Just what I've heard through the grapevine," Borin responded. "But, I'm going to go too. I do have to work in the morning."

She got up after a round of goodbyes and left the four others to themselves. Abby joined McGee on the other side of the table. They immersed in a conversation while Tony and Ziva immersed in their own. After several minutes Abby looked over at Tony and Ziva. They were practically nose to nose while they talked and too close together.

"So," she said, dragging out the word. "Tell me about your dates, as in your people!"

They both startled a little and looked at her. Both McGee and Abby were staring.

"How long have you two been watching us just now?" Tony asked.

"Long enough to see that you two were having quite a personal conversation," McGee said loud enough for them to hear.

"And long enough to see that you two are sitting oddly close to one another considering you each just came from a date with someone else," Abby said. "If in fact you were with someone else."

"Abby," Ziva warned, hoping that she wouldn't continue.

"No, Ziva. It's my turn to be nosey," Abby said sharply. "Tony is usually always sticking his nose in other people's business and he hasn't been doing a great job of that lately… therefore, I am taking it upon myself to be nosey and find out what is going on here. I mean, seriously, you two just had dates, then you walk in and you're holding hands, and you order the same drink, and now you're sitting ridiculously close to each other when there is plenty of room on the bench and you get wrapped up in a very deep conversation, so deep that Ziva, your ninja senses didn't go off when we were watching you!"

"Let's go dance," Ziva suggested, hoping to distract Abby.

It worked. They went to the dance floor and began to dance. Abby soon found McGee and was dancing a little too close. Tony and Ziva were trying to stay far enough away from each other that the other two couldn't figure it out.

But, someone tried to cut in between them and Ziva pushed the man out of the way and found her way to Tony and began to dance closer to him. The man got the message and walked away. Abby had seen it, but she had had too many drinks at this point and was a little fuzzy.

They all left the dance floor at the same time for another drink. They drank this round at the bar. They were all tipsy by this point, but Abby was the farthest gone.

"I'm going to take Abby home," McGee said.

"Yea, I think we're going to get going too," Tony said quietly.

They left the building together. McGee had to basically support all of Abby's weight and he put her into the car and went to walk around the back of it to get into the driver's side. He stopped dead in his tracks. The car directly behind his was where Tony and Ziva were standing.

Tony wrapped his arms around Ziva's waist and pushed her back against the passenger side of the car. He leaned his head down and pressed his lips to hers. She opened her mouth to allow him access immediately and their tongues started to battle for dominance immediately, exploring each other's mouths yet again. It was a comfortable kiss that was filled with too much passion, more passion than they usually showed. They weren't drunk, but they were tipsy enough to be showing each other a little more of what they wanted.

McGee stood watching them. He knew that this was far too comfortable to be a first kiss. He backed up a little bit and cracked Abby's door open a little.

"I left my wallet inside, I'll be right back, stay there," he said to her, without taking his eyes off of Tony and Ziva.

He closed the door and locked the car so that Abby couldn't get out. He walked bravely over to Tony's car.

Tony was just lacing his fingers into Ziva's hair and Ziva had already locked her arms around his neck and in his hair when they heard someone clear their throat. They pulled apart and looked startled toward a shocked-looking McGee. Ziva blushed and wanted to hide behind Tony.

"Busted," Tony whispered into Ziva's hair, without taking his hands from around her waist.

"How long?" McGee asked Tony and Ziva. "How long have you two been together?"

"Five months," Ziva said shamefully.

"And you've hidden it from us for this long?" he asked curiously. "Why?"

"Rule twelve, McGee," Tony said quietly, feeling just as ashamed. "Never date a coworker."

"Is that why you two have been getting along so well?" McGee asked.

"Yes," Ziva said.

"What about that bet? Did you have to not see him for a while?"

"No, what I whispered to Ziva was a question. I asked her if she would go to dinner with me that night, but she didn't have to do our paperwork," Tony said. "After all, she was the first woman I looked at after she said that comment."

"I guess that would have been cheating then," McGee finally agreed with Tony's earlier words. "Wow! I guess I didn't expect it. When do you plan on telling Gibbs?"

"We have not decided," Ziva said. "Not yet, though. Please, McGee, don't tell anyone."

"Who else knows?"

"Borin," Tony said. "But she agreed not to tell Gibbs. She knows his rules."

"You're breaking his rules," McGee said. "That could cost you a head slap. It's worth waiting to see that. Just tell him when I'm around, okay?"

They both glared at him. "Fine, whatever. I won't tell anyone. You're really lucky that Abby didn't see you. She's terrible at keeping secrets!"

"Thanks for not alerting her to what you saw," Tony said. "What did you see anyway?"

"I saw you two, looking quite comfortably tangled up in each other," McGee said. "And getting a little lost in the moment and where you were. You'd better be careful with how physical you get in public. You never know who's watching you."

"Good point," Tony said with a shrug and opened the door that he had pressed Ziva against before. "Hey, thanks, Tim, for keeping it to yourself."

"No problem," McGee said. "Just be careful."

"Always," Ziva said as she took Tony's hand and let him help her into the car.

"Hey, Ziva, where's your car?"

"At NCIS," Ziva said. "I'll go back for it in the morning. Don't worry so much McGee."

"Good night," he said.

Ziva smiled at him and Tony closed her door. Tony said goodnight and watched McGee walk back to his car with Abby. Then he got in and drove Ziva back to her place.

They were outside her door, with it already unlocked when their lips met again. Tony gently pushed her back into the door and her arms locked around his neck, finding the bottom of his hair again. He didn't want his hands to wander too much but, they seemed to have a mind of their own tonight. He pulled away from her a little and opened her door, pushing her through it and closing it behind him.

Their mouths never came unlinked as they made their way to her bedroom door, where they stopped, and continued to kiss. Ziva pulled away after a moment and sighed. She was shaking a little, as well as breathing heavily.

"Not tonight, Tony," she whispered.

He was not surprised by this. "I know," he whispered back at her. "Your eyes were telling me the same thing."

"That is why your hands stopped roaming?" she asked.

"That's why," he whispered back to her, pressing his lips to hers. "I could see fear there. And, I don't want you to be afraid."

She smiled against his lips and kissed him again, pressing her whole self into him before she realized what she was doing to him. Then she pulled away again and looked apologetic.

Tony pulled her back to him and pressed his lips to her one more time and then looked her in the eyes. There was no need for her to feel sorry. She got the message and nodded to him, leading him into the bedroom and cuddling into his side under the covers, where her hands and his continued to roam a little, but not too much.

They kissed one more time before falling asleep.

A/N – Uh-oh! Looks like McGee caught them! Wonder how that'll work out for them. Will McGee keep his mouth shut? Will he let something slip? Who knows! Let me know what you think!