If It's Love Chapter 6: If It's Love, a ncis fanfic

At 2000, the lights went down. The music started. The crowd erupted. Train frontman Pat Monahan stepped up to the microphone. The first song on the setlist was Save Me, San Francisco.

Ziva was swaying back and forth against Tony, who was too distracted by his Ninja to pay attention to the music.

"Ya know," Tony whispered, still holding Ziva close, "I could get used to this."

Ziva laughed. "I thought that you were."

"I meant used to you being in my arms. It just feels right. I love you, Ziva David."

Ziva melted against Tony when he said that. Tony took the opportunity to 'accidentally' let his hands slip past Ziva's waist and come to a rest on the insides of her thighs.

Ziva jumped. "Tony, what are you doing?"

"Well, you feel kinda cold. I'm just trying to keep you warm."

"Well, it is 28 degrees out here. How are you not cold?"

"Well, I did grow up in this sort of weather. And I'm here with a very, very, hot woman." If It's Love was up next. "I love this song."

Tony started to sing along. So did about three-quarters of the crowd.

"While everybody else is getting out of bed, I'm usually getting in it. I'm not in it to win it, and there's a thousand ways you can skin it. My feet have been flat on the floor, flat like an idle singer. Remember Winger? I digress. I confess you are the best thing in my life. But I'm afraid when I hear stories 'bout husband and wife, there's no happy endings, no Henry Lee. But you are the greatest thing about me."

Ziva recognized the song halfway through the first verse and started singing at the chorus.

"If It's Love, we decide that it's forever. No one else could do it better. If It's Love, and we're two birds of a feather, then the rest is just whatever. And if I'm addicted to loving you and you're addicted to my love too, we can be them two birds of a feather that flock together. Love. Love. Got to have somethin' to keep us together. Love. Love. That's enough for me."

People were starting to dance around by this point. Tony moved his hands to Ziva's hips and guided her back and forth, becoming more and more hypnotized by Ziva's movements, especially when she started moving faster than his hands.

"Took a loan on a house I own. Can't be a queen bee without a bee throne. I wanna buy you everything except cologne, 'cause it's poison. We can travel to Spain where the rain falls mainly on the plain side and sing. 'Cause it is we can laugh we can sing have ten kids and give them everything. Hold our cell phones up in the air and just be glad we made it here alive on a spinning ball in the middle of space. I love you from your toes to your face!"

"You can move in. I won't ask where you been, 'cause everybody has a past. When we roll up, we'll do it all over again. While everybody else is getting out of bed, I'm usually getting in it. I'm not in it to win it. I'm in it for you."

"If It's Love, and we're two birds of a feather, then the rest is just whatever. And the rest is just whatever. If It's Love, we decide that it's forever. No one else could do it better. And if I'm addicted to loving you and you're addicted to my love too, we can be them two birds of a feather that flock together. Love. Love. Got to have somethin' to keep us together. Love. Love. Got to have somethin' to keep us together. Love. Love. That's enough for me."

Tony wheeled Ziva around after the song finished and kissed her again. "Hey," he said. "You wanna just get outta here?"

"No," Ziva answered. "I am having fun."

Tony started to laugh. "I could tell from the way that your hips were moving. They don't lie."

Ziva dropped her voice to a seductive whisper. "You like?"

"That ain't my knee you're feeling, sweetcheeks."

Ziva spun back around and wrapped Tony's arms around her again. They stayed locked together for the rest of the concert.