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Love Like Crazy
Digidestend Angel
Chapter 7 – Be a Best Friend.
About a month later…
Damon settled for befriending Ziva's protective brothers until his backup came, which would be any day now. He should get close to the family as well, yet that was a problem…until now.
Damon was at his locker, returning his books he didn't need and grabbing the books he had homework for into his backpack. After he closed it, he jumped in surprise when Ziva was right behind the door. "Ziva, you are so quiet and sneaky." He complimented her. "How was PE?"
Ziva shrugged and leaned against the locker. "Like usual."
Damon could tell she wanted to ask him something. "Is something up, Ziva?"
Ziva bit her lip and looked up at him. "Well, I was wondering if you would like to come study at our house tomorrow after school and maybe have dinner with us?" She asked kind of quickly, but Damon got it all.
Damon smiled. "I would love to. Are your brothers okay with it?"
Ziva nodded. "Oh, yes. So are my parents. I asked permission."
Damon inwardly grinned evilly. He was gaining her trust. "Well, tomorrow it is. Tony, you, and I do need to work on our English Presentation anyways."
Ziva laughed. "Yes, yes, we do."
"So tomorrow it is?"
Ziva grinned and nodded. "Tomorrow it is."
Damon entered the limo and they drove away. Eli glared. "What took you so long, boy?"
"I have a good reason for being late, Director."
"It better be a damn good one!"
"It is." Damon told him. "Ziva invited me over to her home tomorrow after school, so no need to pick me up. After, I'll walk home, so they don't know our location."
Eli grinned evilly. "Perfect. Only a month and you're getting Ziva's friendship…maybe more. Give it another week or two and then ask her out on a date. We'll move then."
Damon nodded, inwardly not feeling okay with this anymore. "Yes, sir."
"Don't screw this up, Damon."
"I won't." Damon let go of his feelings and hardened his heart once again. "Ziva Gibbs will be Ziva David soon enough."
Eli smirked and sat back in his seat. "Exactly."
Tony and McGee couldn't keep their chuckles in when they saw the two people in the row next to them on the school bus. Ziva was worried when Damon closed his eyes and tightened his knuckles on his pants. "Damon, are you sure you're okay?"
Damon nodded, eyes still closed. "I've never been on a bus. I feel claustrophobic."
Ziva felt bad. "I'm sorry. Next time, no bus." She put a hand on one of his and suddenly he relaxed. Damon looked at her and took her hand.
Tony noticed, but didn't say anything…yet.
Once the bus ride came to an end, Ziva had to help Damon out since he felt lightheaded. Once they stepped out, Damon suddenly felt better. "Not the same as your fancy limo, eh, Damon?" Tony teased, trying to hide his anger.
Damon shook his head. "Not exactly."
"Well here we are!" Tony motioned to their fairly regular sized home.
Damon took a good look at it. "Wow…"
"It's not fancy or anything, like you have probably, but its home." Tony told him.
"Tony, shut up." Ziva told him. She looked to Damon and smiled. "Let's get inside and get you some water." Damon smiled at her and let her take his arm to lead him in.
McGee smiled, liking that his sister was happy, but then he saw his older brother and blinked. "What's wrong?"
Tony glared at Damon's back. "I hate him."
"Why?"
"He's getting too close to Ziva."
McGee rolled his eyes. "Tony, knock it off. Ziva's finally smiling and more social. I'm happy for her. You should be too." And then McGee went up the front steps, following his sister.
Tony's jaw clenched as he followed. He had a bad feeling.
"I hate this book!" Tony growled out as he threw the book down onto the table and leaned back onto the couch. "It makes no sense to me!"
Ziva sighed. "Tony, you're such a guy."
"I think the story is beautiful." Damon said suddenly, getting Ziva's attention.
Ziva looked to him. "You do?"
"Yes." Damon nodded. "A woman made a mistake by having an affair and got pregnant, but she was tortured with the humiliation of having a red letter on her clothes for the rest of her life when everyone found out she slept with the pastor of the town. I don't know the rest yet, since we've only gotten halfway through the book, but it sounds like the rest shall be good."
Ziva looked at him in awe.
Tony blinked. "It sounds too mushy."
Ziva broke her trance and glared at her brother. "You're so insensitive!" She looked mad. "I'm going to go help mom set the table. You guys keep working."
Tony rolled his eyes. "Pssh. Women."
Damon chuckled. "Tony, you are something else."
"Like no other." Tony joked, but couldn't help but get serious. "Why were you so close to my sister?"
Damon blinked. "Well, Tony, your sister and I are good friends-"
"So that gives you the right to hug her, hold her hand, and cling to her?" He asked him quietly, making sure no one heard them. Damon swore there was fire in his eyes. "Physically, stay the hell away from my sister."
Damon smirked, which pissed Tony off even more. "If Ziva is alright with the hugging and holding hands, Tony, I won't stop." Suddenly, he was lifted off of his knees from the floor and held up in the air by the collar of his shirt. "Tony, let go before your sister comes in!" He whispered loudly.
"Don't ever touch my sister again, got it?" Tony growled dangerously, not putting Damon down.
Before one of the boys could say anything else, the front door opened and Tony quickly put Damon down and Damon straightened his shirt out. Came in was the one and only, Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Jethro stopped in the doorway of the living room and raised an eyebrow. "Am I going to get a hug, son?" He asked. Tony got out of his thoughts and quickly walked to his dad and hugged him. "How was school?"
Tony released his father and faked a smile. "It was fine, dad. Dad, this is Damon. Damon, this is my father, Jethro Gibbs."
Jethro walked up to Damon and held his hand out for Damon to shake, which he did. "Quite a shake there, Damon." He commented.
"Thank you, sir." Damon gave a respectful nod. "Ziva and Tony have said so much about you; it's an honor to finally meet you."
Jethro chuckled. "I've heard much about you as well, son." Jethro turned to Tony. "Where's your mother and siblings?"
Tony kept his eyes on Damon. "McGee is in the basement, working on the boat. Mom and Ziva are in the kitchen."
Jethro nodded. "Well I better go see your mom and ask when dinner will be ready." And then Jethro walked out of the room.
Tony and Damon glared at each other in silence for a few minutes. It wasn't an awkward silence, nor was it a comfortable one. It was tense. "We'll finish this later." Tony growled out.
Damon smirked. "Gladly."
Ziva came in with a bright smile. Tony was amazed. He has never seen Ziva so happy. It was pissing him off that Damon was the reason for that smile. "Dinner is ready, guys. Tony, go get McGee."
Tony looked to her and then back to Damon with a glare, then silently left to the basement.
Damon smiled at Ziva and walked to her. Ziva kept her smile. "My dad said he liked you. That's a good sign. My dad doesn't like anyone outside people he knows already."
Damon shrugged. "I have that affect on fathers."
Ziva couldn't help, but laugh. "Come on."
"Are you sure you don't need a lift?" Jenny asked for a millionth time in the last five minutes to Damon.
Damon laughed. "I'm positive, Mrs. Gibbs. Don't worry about me. My home isn't too far away."
"I'm surprised your fancy limo isn't coming to pick you up, Damon." Tony said, using Damon's name with venom.
Damon looked to him. "I told my grandfather it wasn't necessary. He usually goes to bed early, so does our driver." He looked to the rest of the family. "It was nice meeting you, Mr. and Mrs. Gibbs."
Jethro nodded and Jenny gave Damon a hug. "Let's do this again sometime, only next time, bring your grandfather."
Damon smiled. "We'll see." Damon gave a nod to McGee, who did the same back with a smile. "See ya tomorrow, McGee."
Ziva held the door open. "I'll walk you outside." Damon nodded and they both went outside.
Ziva and Damon walked down the pathway, down the steps then stood on the sidewalk. "Well, I hope you liked my family. My siblings are different at home then they are at school."
"I can tell." Damon said, remembering Tony's anger. "I enjoyed dinner. You're mother is a wonderful cook."
Ziva smiled and nodded. "Yes, she is."
Damon smiled back and leaned forward to kiss her cheek, leaving Ziva blushing, but thankfully, Ziva's skin was too dark to show it. "See you tomorrow, Ziva."
Ziva nodded. "See you tomorrow." As Damon walked down the sidewalk away, Ziva went back up the steps to her front door. Before she could go inside, she saw Tony in front of it. "Hey, brother."
"Don't "hey" me, Ziva." Tony snapped, startling Ziva. "What's with you? You never used to smile or laugh, now all of the sudden, that jerk shows up and you're the happiest person on earth!"
Ziva looked hurt. "I didn't know that was a bad thing." She said and pushed by him, going inside.
When Damon got to the safe house he and Eli were currently living in, he was surprised to see an old friend there. "You're finally here." He greeted her.
Eli walked in and motioned for the woman to stand. "She's going undercover with you, only her mission is to steer Anthony Gibbs' attention away from you and Ziva to herself." He turned to the woman with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. "Seduce him in any way you can, Jeanne." He ordered.
Jeanne Benoit nodded, grinning evilly. "Yes, director David. I won't let you down."
Ooh, the plot thickens. At least now, you'll get an understanding on the TonyXJeanne pairing.
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-Digidestend Angel-
"He is good, so good. He treats your little girl like a real man should." – Carrie Underwood
PREVIEW:
"So would you like to join me for lunch, my lady?" Tony asked, holding the door open for her.
Jeanne got an idea. "How about you join me for lunch? No offense, but I rather just sit alone with you today."
Tony almost frowned. He couldn't ditch his siblings…but then again, one day wouldn't kill anyone. "Sure, why not?"
