Chapter 2
Before they could reach Tony's apartment both of their cell phones began to constantly ring. Ziva always being prepared was the first to answer.
"Hello."
Tony could tell by the sound of Ziva's voice that dinner would have to wait.
"That was Gibbs. Dead petty officer outside of Norfolk," Tony found himself more depressed than usual as they were driving there. He was cursing under his breath, something Ziva actually had grown accustomed to, especially with all her erratic driving when she first became NCIS Liaison Officer.
"Name is Mark Glisson, 23, just graduated from Basic Training two weeks ago," said Tony. "Bunk mate says that he was on leave for a few days and when he came back all he saw was blood pooling under the door."
Within a week of getting the case tossed at them by Metro Police, they had connected the dots of a young man who had followed Mark to Norfolk and was allowed on base because he claimed to be his brother. Truth was he was a disgruntled former lover who believed that Mark was a cheating coward and that is why he ran off to join the Navy.
"So Tony, about that dinner?" Ziva smiled and tossed her hair back.
Tony smiled and got his gear and got ready to head out for the night. Gibbs followed them, and in true fashion turned the elevator on stop and read them the riot act.
"Listen Ziva, I know you have feelings for Tony, but please just tell him and get it over with because honestly, this is ridiculous."
Upon completion of the statement he slapped them both and walked out of the elevator. Leaving Ziva and Tony with their thoughts…