A/N: Sorry I got a little stuck with all the Tiva stuff but there is an actually story I have worked out so hopefully this will move us further along in the story. I am most worried about the Abby parts. I am so not sure of anything I write for her; I honestly think she is the hardest. Thanks for all the wonder reviews they make me smile. :)
Her wet hair tangled in front of her face as she hobbled though the hallway to the living room.
"Ziva wait" Tony called out from the other room. "Let me help you"
"I am not an invalid" she snarled back at him. The past hour had been spent with Tony helping her take a bath and wash her hair; which at times were erotic and at times completely infuriating.
"I am not child, I can do most things on my own" she continued to bellow at him partial in English but mostly in what he assumed was Hebrew. He stood leaning against the doorway smirking as he watched her butt waggle in the air as she practically crawled her way to the couch. After what had happened earlier at her apartment he was actually happy to hear that edge of determination come back to her voice.
"Stop watching my butt DiNozzo!" not bothering to turn around to verify that she was right; finally tossing herself on the couch. She started pushing her hair out of her face and began cursing silently she had left her hair band in the bathroom plus she forgot to take a brush.
As if someone was reading her mind Tony was handing her the brush and the hair band plus a bottle of water. He was grinning like he just won the war.
"Thank you" she eyed him carefully. "I am grateful, but I am not a child"
"Nope" he sat down next to her, pulling her injured leg up to the coffee table.
"Definitely not a child" He spoke in her ear as he eyed her seductively. She was about to pull her hair up when he pulled her chin to face him, He leaned in and kissed her slowly the passion began to build between the two.
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"It has been two weeks!" Ziva yelled "I need out of this apartment, I want to go back to work"
"Gibbs said Monday" Tony was trying to control the situation.
"I want to know who tried to kill me; I cannot do that hiding in your apartment" the frustration peak through the anger. "He only lets you come in for a few hours at time because he thinks I need to be sat on like a baby"
"Babysitter" He corrected then bit his tongue when she glared. "Look I brought you a present" He handed her SIG to her with a smile. The other thing she had been complaining about for the whole time. "And Abby will be by later... just to visit she misses you" he added quickly.
"Do you know anything new?" She prompted him.
"McGee is making progress on the money transfers; as soon as I know you will know, ok?" he sighed and kissed her forehead. He knew that for her not be completely mobile and having to rely on anyone was hard enough let alone to have someone trying to kill her. He felt her nodded.
"I am fine" she signed laying on the couch getting comfortable then picking up her book.
Those three words out her mouth were the ones he hated the most. He knew that she had just ended the argument she had just closed it off.
"What time is Abby coming?" trying to sound happy.
"In an hour or two." He replied as he set her cell on the table next to her stack of books, a couple bottles of water, and her newly reissued SIG. She smiled up at him and his heart melted.
"Tony, the investigation is going nowhere; at some point we need to change the balance of power" she said carefully not trusting herself to look at him. "I cannot nor will I hide in your apartment indefinitely."
He kneeled down next to the couch so that his face was inches from her. "I will not let you play with your life like it does not matter. None of us will you are too important to us" he hissed in her ear angry at her suggestion. "You are not bait!" he glared at her willing her to look at him. Finally, she turned to him.
"I do not know how to wait with a target on me" she stared back "I will not play cat and dog with this person"
Tony smiled "Cat and mouse its cat and mouse." She looked confused "A cat plays with his food and you my dear are no mouse you are my ninja cat" he explained as he started kissing her neck up to her jaw as a smile danced in her eyes.
"You better go or Gibbs will kill you" she laughed and He finally let go of her lips. He went running out the door.
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Abby came bursting through the door about an hour later and practically jump on top of Ziva.
She finally sat Indian style on floor next to Ziva.
It was good to be liked Ziva thought as she smiled at the Goth in pigtails sitting before her.
"Tell me" Abby immediately began to prod her friend.
"Tell you what" Ziva replied coyly.
"Oh come on" Abby cried "So is he as good in there as he claims" point towards the bedroom.
Ziva blushed, shook her head and began to smile. Before looking at Abby and laughing.
"Hey" Abby exclaimed animatedly pulling a box from her bag "I brought you a present"
Ziva carefully open the box to reveal the pinkest pair of girly Pajamas Ziva thought she had ever seen. The pink tee shirt top had a larger dark pink circle in the front with the phrase 'Ninja Girl' written in black. The PJ pants were pink with darker pink dots and black skull and bones centered in each one of them. Ziva smirked wondering when she would ever have the guts to wear this as she place it carefully back in the box.
"Thank you Abby"
"I had to special order them and everything" Abby grinned from ear to ear. She liked pushing Ziva a bit in the girly area. "You have to wear them for Tony tonight, trust me he will go 'Ga Ga'"
"Ga Ga?"
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Tony was in the bullpen with McGee and Gibbs trying to track the money. Thankfully, Vance had pulled all other cases from them stating "I am not going back to the Deputy Director of Mossad without any answers so get me some."
"Do we have anything new" Gibbs yelled looking between Tony and McGee "I want to know who this 'RED ORCHID' assassin is!"
"Boss he is the best, we only think it's him from the account" McGee tried to reason with Gibbs.
"What about the information Mossad sent over?" He bellowed.
"Not much in there, they believe he is French or Italian. They first noticed him about 10 years ago. Apparently, he is very efficient they have even hired him a few times. All the files seem to indicate is that he stays away from Mossad and they stay away from him"
"Do we know if he is Mossad?" Gibbs shot back "Have you told Ziva any of this yet?"
"I guess he could be Mossad but why and would they be this sloppy? No you told me to wait" Tony asked confused.
"Maybe we should start asking Ziva?" Gibbs mused loudly.
Gibbs phone rang loudly on the desk behind him.
'Abby' The id lit up.
He sighed answering the phone "What up Abs?"
"Gibbs" Abby screamed.
"Abs?" Gibbs yelled back into the phone. He heard the sounds of gunfire in the background. He grabbed his SIG, keys and badge from the desk. Tony and McGee were already running out of the squad room. "Abs?"
"Gibbs… Someone is shooting through the window." Abby yelled into the phone. "Ziva come back here!"
'Tell them sniper Abby' Ziva hissed at her
"Sniper Gibbs Sniper" Abby cried hysterically through the phone.
Gibbs heard Abby let loose a full throated blood curdling scream and the phone drop.