PLEASE, KISS THEM BETTER
After a long day of work, with Ziva at his side, Tony just wanted to get Ziva home so he could get some rest himself. The only problem was, Ziva was becoming more and more flirtasious with him as the day went on and he didn't think she would except him suggesting that they slept at their own apartments for the night. He thought he was stronger than this but being put in this kind of situation proved to him that he had little self control when it came to Ziva. Tony had dropped Ziva off at her apartment and was going to talk about the sleeping arrangements for the night but he wanted to make sure was comfortable before he took off for his place.
"Why don't you go take a bath, Ziva. I'll just waite for you out here." Ziva just gave him a hurt and confused look. "Or we could just take a bath together." "Ziva please, it's been a long day and I just to make sure you're relaxed before you go to ded. I don't want you having another-" Almost letting it slip about her constant nightmares. "Just go and relax, ok? I'm not going anywhere." Patting her on the shoulder. Finally doing what Tony wanted. "Ok, Tony." Walking to her bathroom as Tony just sat on her couch to think. He heard the water running when he heard a sudden scream from Ziva. "Oh, my god!" Tony just stood up and ran to her bathroom door. "Ziva, what happened?! Please, let me in! He attempted to open the door and was relieved when it came right open.
He walked in to see Ziva just standing there, looking in her mirror, just shell shocked and Tony desperately wanted to know why. "Ziva, what is it? Tell me what's wrong." Walking up to her when she finally broke her silence. "I've never noticed them until now, Tony. What are they? Where did they come from?" Tony was confused for a minute there but then he realized she was talking about all these little scars all over her body. "Oh, Ziva. I didn't even think about this." "I don't like them, Tony. I want them gone." Starting to cry heavily now as Tony just hugged her naked body. He didn't care if this was wrong of him. He wanted to be there for her. "I know you might not believe me, Ziva but they are healing. They're not nearly as bad as they were a few years ago."
"How did they get there? What the hell happened to me?" Wanting answers from the guy she loved and from the guy who could give them to her. "Ziva, why don't you just come to your room and put some clothes on and we'll talk. I promise, I will explain everything." Continuing to hug Ziva's hurt body. "What the hell happened to me, Tony?" Just crying so hard in Tony's arms. Ziva was now in her room, putting on a tank top and sweats as Tony sat nervously on Ziva's bed. He knew that things could easily become out of control. He just wanted to be her partner, her friend for one more night but he knew that things were changing with him and Ziva. That things would never be quite the same ever again. "Ziva, just get in bed, ok. So we can talk this out." Holding the blankets out for her to get under them. Her hair was still wet and Tony could smell all of evidence of a fresh shower all over Ziva's body and room.
"Do I even want to know, Tony?" So hurt by all these scars she's found on herself. "What happened to you was very bad, Ziva. I'm not even going to start lying to you because you deserve to know the truth. Some incidents accured that caused you to return to Israel and leave your position at NCIS. We were angry about a lot of things but mostly, you were angry at me. You hated me at the time, Ziva." Looking down at the ground as Ziva took his hand. "Why? How could I ever hate you?" Talking so lovingly to Tony. "There was another man involved. I mean, isn't there always another man?" Smiling shyly over at Ziva. "Anyways you were sent on what you later on would discover was a suiside mission that your father was responsible for." "My father is the reason for this?" Carressing a few scars that were on her flat, toned stomic.
"Yes, I'm sorry, Ziva. You were captured by a few terrorists in Somilia and they ended up toturing you for 3 months, while trying to get information out of you. Long story short, me, McGee, and Gibbs ended up locating the terrorists who had you for all that time and unknowingly, we rescued you and brought you back home with us." "That doesn't suprise me." Smiling at Tony like he had just saved her life. "I'm sorry you had to go through all of that, Ziva and I'm even more sorry your dad was the reason behind all of it. Although I can't help but take some of the blame." "If you're the reason I'm still alive, I can't see why I would put any of the blame on you. My father must be an awful man." "Ziva, I-" "Kiss them better, Tony." Closing her eyes in pain and in confusion. "Please, kiss them better."
Tony found himself looking all over Ziva's body for the slightest clue of any bruise or scratch that he could see. He ran his hand over a bruise that was on her leg that her pants didn't cover. "Does it hurt here?" Talking soo sweet and gentle here as he place a gentle but passionate kiss to her leg. "It doesn't matter just kiss it. Kiss me." She broke down again as Tony continued to kiss every spot that seemed to have a blemish on it. He couldn't stop himself. He wanted to heal her in a way that he hasn't gotten a chance to heal. She laid flat down on her bed now as Tony continued to make her feel better. He then kissed her forehead, even though there wasn't any sign of scars there. He just looked at her lips for the longest time and then closed her eyes. "Why did you stop?" Looking up at Tony now.
Tony suddenly couldn't think of a reason to stop. He smiled at Ziva and bent down to give Ziva the most passionate kiss he thought he had given any women he's been with. He continued to kiss down Ziva's jaw and neck when the realization of the situation hit him and he found himself standing from Ziva's bed and passing. "What's wrong, Tony?" Starting to get up herself when Tony stopped her. "No Ziva, you need your rest and I just remembered something about work. I um, need to call Gibbs. I'll be back in a few minutes." He walked toward the door as Ziva sat frustrated on her bed. Tony couldn't even be in Ziva's apartment right now so he decided to call Gibbs outside of her building. "Please, pick up, Boss." "Gibbs." "Boss, I'm sorry for calling this late or this early, actually but I didn't know who else to call." Speaking frantically now as Gibbs just listened to his senior Agent.
"Just slow down, Dinozzo. Is it Ziva?" "No actually, it's me. All me." "Well, what's wrong with you then?!" Starting to get frustrated. "I don't think I can care for Ziva anymore. I know how responsible I am for some of the ways Ziva is acting now but I just don't think I can handle it. Not now." "God, Tony." Sitting down in one of his chairs. "Her state of mind isn't something we should be playing with. Either we're there for her or we're not and I honestly thought you would be in it for the long hall." "Believe me, Boss. I want to be. You have no idea how much I want to be the one that's there for her but I'm scared. I'm soo scared, Boss." Tears in his eyes and voice now. "What exacly are you scared of, Tony?" Trying to be understanding. Tony just stood there for a few seconds before giving an honest to god answer that Gibs couldn't help but believe. "I'm in love with her."