Tony sat in the drivers' seat of his latest Mustang, eyes fixed and full attention on the exit of the airports arrival lounge.
Next to him a visibly annoyed McGee, who had hunched his shoulders, pursed his lips and was glaring at Tony.
"I think we should just go Tony!"Stated McGee crossly.
"No!" said Tony from between his teeth not tearing his eyes away from the doorway for an instance. No way was he leaving till he knew who Ziva was meeting.
"Tony! Will you listen to me! Growled McGee "Remember what happened last time you messed with Ziva's private life. She hasn't seen us yet we can just go. I promise if we just go I will never tell her."
"Shut up McGoo and keep your eyes on the other exit" said Tony face set and never turning away from his task.
"Look Tony" said McGee through pursed lips "I've been pretty patient with you. I let you bring me here under false pretences; I've sat here and reasoned with you for thirty minutes and I gotta tell you I am really considering getting out of the car and getting a cab home. Don't do this. Lets just go get a drink like you told me we were going to and Ziva will tell us who she is meeting tomorrow"
He sighed not even sure Tony was listening so intent was his partner on watching for the Israeli.
"Ziva and you are just getting back on track. Don't spoil it by spying on her. She is allowed to have a boyfriend...."
Tony cut across his partner still not looking at him "Look McGee I don't care if she hates us. We need to know what is happening with her so that we don't have to go on any more expeditions to far flung locations to rescue her. I don't want to have to go through this summer again. Her taste in men sucks. I ain't going to go to Siberia this time to fetch her unless I can avoid it. This is the only way we are going to find out what we are dealing with this time...." He stopped his whole body tensing. He craned his neck closer to the wind screen.
There was Ziva, her head snuggled (his ninja snuggling –she didn't snuggle)into the side of a huge brown lion of a man with wonderful long silver hair and a handsome face, his arm holding her close as they laughed. They were totally wrapped up in each other. The mans other arm was oh so casually supporting the worn olive green kit bag that draped over the shoulder Ziva wasn't nesting under.
God it was worse than he thought, worse than Worth.
This guy looked self assured, older. He looked like someone who might take Ziva away.
Ziva was dating an unknown quantity not a pretty boy muscle type but an older guy and she looked really happy.
"Damn!" swore Tony starting the engine.
McGee who had been worriedly watching Tony's reaction and wondering how he was going to get Abby to come help was pitched forward hitting his head off the dash as Tony hit the gas.
"Tonnnnneee..............."