tesTony and Ziva walked into a dress store down the street and Ziva saw something that made her eyes pop. The dress she wore when she was undercover in the Moroccan bar.

"Ziva, honey, what's wrong?" Tony asked.

"Tony, that's like the dress I wore when I was under cover in the Moroccan bar. I loved that dress! Can we get it?" She asked, excited.

"Of course, but, baby, when were you undercover in a Moroccan bar?"

"When you were an Agent Afloat and I was back at Mossad, I had an assignment in which I had to go undercover with Michael Rivkin." Ziva said, still excited.

"Okay Ziva, I'm going to lay down something for you; don't ever mention the words Agent Afloat to me, it brings back bad memories, and two; don't ever, EVER say the name Michael Rivkin again, he brings back worse memories." Tony said, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her to him.

"Very well, but what bad memories do have from being an Agent Afloat?" Ziva asked and placed her palms on his chest.

"I told you not to say those words!" Tony said playfully. Ziva laughed.

"Okay, I will not say them again, but what bad memories, Tony?"

"Well, honey, this may have been before we got together, but, I still loved you secretly then too. I missed you there. That's why I kept your bikini pictures on my wall. Plus, that ship was like a strait man's nightmare, no women, and especially no you." Tony explained.

"You loved me then?" Ziva asked.

"Of course, now let's get your dress, and we can go back to the hotel to spend some quiet alone time together." Tony said.

"Okay Tony, I love you." Ziva said.

"I love you too." Tony said and paid for Ziva's dress. They hailed a cab back to the hotel and went to their room.

"You want to watch a movie?" Tony asked.

"Sure Tony, but I get to pick the movie." Ziva said and smirked evilly.

Tony groaned when Ziva pulled out The Notebook. "Ziva! Do we have to?" Tony whined like a five year old who didn't want to go to doctor.

"Yes Tony, baby, we do." Ziva said and put the DVD in. She went and sat on the couch, Tony sat beside her.

"Come here." Tony said and Ziva scooted over to where she was closer to Tony. He wrapped his arms around her and she laid her head on his shoulder. "I love you." Tony whispered in her ear.

"As do I." Ziva said and laid her head in Tony's lap.

"Hey! If you get to lay down, I get to lay down too." Tony said and lifted her head up. He laid behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Ziva snuggled into his embrace.

"Tony, I am cold." Ziva said after a while of watching the movie.

"I'll get a blanket." Tony said and walked to the closet. He grabbed a fleece blanket that the hotel had stocked and walked back over to Ziva. She stood up and Tony laid back down. They assumed their same position and Tony covered them with the fleece.

"Better?" He asked.

"Yes." Ziva replied and snuggled back into Tony's embrace.

"Tony?" Ziva asked a little while later.

"Yes, baby?" Tony said back.

"I love you." She said and kissed him strongly on the lips.

"I…. love…. You…. Too." Tony said between light feathery kisses all over her face.

Ziva giggled. "Oh! Did my crazy little ninja chick just giggle?!?" Tony said and smiled hugely.

"Yes, Tony, your crazy little ninja chick just giggled." Ziva said and pulled Tony back down to where she could kiss him.

"Ziva…. Honey…. Not now." Tony said, trying to get words out in between kisses.

"Why not?" Ziva asked and pulled away a bit.

"Well, we have an hour to get ready to go dancing, and frankly, I really want to see that dress on you." Tony said and smiled, a bit seductively.

"Why is that Tony?" Ziva asked.

"Well, it's awfully low cut in the back, and in the front for that matter." Tony said and smirked.

"Hmmm… I think you are also planning on taking it off tonight, yes?" Ziva asked.

"Well, now that you mention it that may be fun. Now, Gibbs may not like it, but, it's very fun for us." Tony said and his eyes twinkled a bit at the thought.

"Screw Gibbs, let's go get ready." Ziva said and Tony got off of her.

"Okay." Tony said and they walked into the bedroom.

Ziva slipped on the dress, after curling her hair, and Tony put his Italian made suit on. When Tony saw Ziva with her hair curled and the dress on, he almost skipped the dancing and jumped right to the sex.

"Whoa." Tony said, a bit dazed.

"I will take that as a compliment." Ziva said and pulled him out the door, Tony still dazed.