Ziva was pacing in front of tony. They were discussing the possibility of them being watched; finally, they decided that they were not being watched. They also discussed how they were going to get out. The room was Ziva proofed; the doorknob was sauntered off so she could not pick the lock, the door was solid mettle so there was no kicking it out, and she managed to stuff them in there without any weapons. The room was impossible to escape from. The only way out was to do what abby wanted, but neither of them were exactly ready to admit what that was.
"Do you have to continue pacing, your making me dizzy zi," tony said only halfway kidding.
"Yes it is how I cope with being stuck in tight courtiers ever since ….." Ziva trailed off looking at the floor avoiding eye contact with tony.
Tony was worried about her she never opened up to anyone and when she started to, she would always trail off like she was lost in thought. He took a small step forward," are you ok ziva?"
Instinctively Ziva took a step back when he came forward," why do you even care." She practically spat as she resumed her constant pacing.
Tony was surprised that she even had the nerve to say that he knew the she knew they were best friends …. If not more. Doesn't she? Taking a few small steps toward her trying to get her full attention, "ziva you know how much that I care about you, don't you?"
Seeing he move so close she backed up as far as she could, until she hit the wall. Seeing him look at her like that and say what he just did she started to panic.
When she didn't answer he question he gave her a look lased with concern and started to close the space between them.
Her head shot up to look in his eyes. She saw annoyance, worry, fear, and something else flash in his eyes before she saw his resolve. She knew that if she did not stop this they would cross the line that was blurry to begin with.
"Tony," Ziva said in a warning tone as she had to fight the urge to move closer to him.
He only stopped shortly to look hard at her eyes to see that they were asking , no begging for something completely different then her mouth. That was all he needed to continue to move forward he was tired of playing games with her, them dancing around each other trying not to give in. he wanted HER, and this time there was nothing stopping him. He watched her trying to hold up her wall, but he had been taking it down brick by brick for years and it wasn't as strong as it used to be.
Slowly tony took a cautions step forward. Putting his hands on her hips slowly leaning in. kissing her forehead. When he got no protests, he moved to her temple. She looked slightly dazed, but when his lips touched her cheek, she jumped.
"TONY," Ziva said trying to bring herself to push him off. She brought her hands up to his chest still tiring to push him away , but she couldn't do it.
Moving his feather light touch to her ear he said, "Stop fighting it Zi." With that, he slowly and sweetly sucked her earlobe. She tried to protest again but he shushed her.
She wanted to protest, correction she should protest, but she WANTED this, she WANTED him. So slowly and carefully she pulled back to look at him. As she did this, she tightened her grip on his shirt. Now all she saw was love in his eyes, and even slower, she brought her hands up behind his neck and pulled him closer.
At first, he thought that she was going to hurt him, but then he looked at her and saw her walls come crashing down around her to let him in. he pulled her closer to him and felt her breath on his face as she got soooooo close.
"Tony," she said this time it wasn't a warning, but an invitation, and he took it.
When their lips touched electricity shot through both of them. The kiss started out slow and sweet and became more passionate fast.
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ABBYS LAB
"Abby I will ask you one more time, were are they? " Gibbs demanded getting really frustrated. Abby was getting really obsessed with getting them together. Ziva was like his kid and no dad wants their baby girl to fall for the player, because it usually ended in hart brake.
"Abby ," McGee said, "just tell him." He pleaded not wanting to get in trouble for being her accomplice.
"The supply closet," abby said sounding really disappointed. McGee was right Rachel squealed. "That traitor is dead," she said mater-of-factually. As she turned on the Tiva cam to see a really anger Gibbs step out of the elevator, and move toward the closet.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS
PS. NEXT CHAPTER IS MORE THEN LIKELY THE LAST ONE :(
SORRY FOR THE TEASE ;P