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Title: A Call
Rated: K+
Summary: Ziva got a call -not in a relationship-
Disclaimer: Don't own. Too expensive.
She had just taken off her high heels when the cell phone started vibrating on her jeans back pocket. The caller ID was showing her partner's name; she didn't want to pick up, she wasn't in a good mood and didn't want to talk to anyone. But it could be work related; in that case, she'd get a head slap for not answering her phone. The cell rang another time before she picked it up.
"What do you want, Tony?" She said, not bothering to hide that she was really annoyed.
"Whoa! Did I interrupt something?" The voice she knew so well asked; he sounded... Offended? Maybe? She didn't want to think about it right now.
"No, you're not interrupting anything; why are you asking this?" Answering with another question, she did that when the topic wasn't really going where she'd like it to.
"Well, because you had a date tonight."Exactly what she didn't want to talk about. So she stayed in silence. "Ziva, what happened?" He asked, softly.
"If you must know, Tony, he didn't show up." Again, she was sounding a little mad. Maybe he shouldn't have asked.
"What a jerk." Was the reaction on the other side of the call; when she just snorted, he took it as a good sign and kept going. "I mean it. What kind of guy doesn't show up on a date with a woman like you?"
She just shook her head, only Tony would make her laugh when she was this upset. "What do you want anyway?" She asked again, in a much softer tone.
"Gibbs called. Dead body. I'll be at your place to pick you up in fifteen. And I'll bring coffee" She smiled. She was getting too used to having him pick her up.
"Alright, see you then, Tony." She said and shut the phone. She had fifteen minutes to change from the dress she was currently in to her work clothes; oh yeah, she had to hurry.
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