Title: The DiNozzo Diaries 3: Shoot To Kill
Author: rekkidbraka
Rating: T
Pairings: Tony D. and Ziva D.
Category: Romance; humor; angst
Disclaimer: No infringement intended.
Spoilers: From final two eps. of Season 6
Summary: Sequel to "The DiNozzo Diaries 1 & 2." Special Agent Tony DiNozzo's most private thoughts and desires revealed, chapter by chapter. TIVA. Warning: Intense sexual content in some chapters. No slash.

-------------------- The DiNozzo Diaries 3: Shoot To Kill ---------------------

Just left the hospital. Left Ziva there. Left The Boss there. Left Kensi there. Left Vance there. Left Callan there. He's shot up but turns out he's gonna make it. And that's great. Fantastic news.

I'll let Jeanne know before I pull the trigger.

Finding her, that's gonna be the key. This is something I've gotta do myself -- no Ziva, no McGee, no Abby, no Boss, no nobody. Just Jeanne, me and my gun. I'm ending this thing.

Can't think of anywhere better to start than the apartment where she was holed up, so that's where I'm headed now.

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OK, Jeanne... Tell me where a psycho gun-running doctor of death runs to after she plays target practice with an undercover federal agent. It's not like you don't have experience at it or anything. You did a dandy job on me back in old Rome, remember?

Ahhhh... I know you. Tim and the NCIS B-Team Vance sent in found the computer you WANTED them to find but me, I'm gonna sniff out the one you were REALLY doing the dirty work on. Oh, what am I saying? My bad -- I forgot about your, uh, "blindness." Yeah, right. Any oceanfront property you wanna sell me in Arizona?

Hmmm... let's see here... nothing in the living room -- just Callan's blood all over. Abby should have her fun figuring out what kind of gun did the nasty little job on my buddy G. I don't think she's gonna like you having interrupted Bowling Night with the Sisters. One more mark in the "Straight To Hell" column for you, baby.

Well, here we go again: Me having to spend time in the one place I always got the creeps being alone with you -- your bedroom. At least now I'm just looking for evidence instead of... other things. Frankly, that bloody mess out in the living room? Way more appealing than any of the memories I have from our little ... whatever it was. Nightmare? Horror show? Living lie? There should be a name for it but maybe there's a reason why there really isn't. God's merciful that way.

Then again... why do I get the feeling you're hiding what I want ... aw, HELL, I knew I was gonna be right ... where you keep your... gah... thongs?

Thank God for double gloves. Because I don't wanna touch ANY of these...

"Just can't keep your hands off my lingerie, can you... Tony?"

Son of a bitch.

"But you never could. Even though you keep saying you never loved me. You've never been a good liar."

No sudden moves, Anthony.

"You can screw around with that partner of yours all you want to but I know the truth."

Don't turn around. Don't speak. Let her show her hand...

"You STILL want me."

*click*

... before you show her YOURS.

[gunshots]