Disclaimer: This is more of a Tiva chapter then Bella and McGee but a friend of mine **cough cough** has been wanting some Tiva action, so here it is!

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Enjoying their first free Friday night since they got finished at the hotel, it was ironic that instead of going home, seeing a movie, or doing whatever else came to mind, Gibbs team (including Mark) met for drinks at the bar close to the navy yard.

Tony laughs as he hears Bella recall one of her old drinking stories, "There is no way that you could drink let alone handle that much alcohol. It's just not possible."

Hearing a dare slowly in the makings Bella turns to him, "I'll have you know that I have handles that much Tony. Feeling a bit jealous? Could you not drink that much with your frat buddies?"

Placing his cup down on the bar counter, "Please, there is no way a group of your little friends could handle the drinking skills of a fraternity."

Knowing the war that is undoubtedly about to unfold, Abby rolls her eyes at the two of them. "Why don't you just have a drinking contest and see who wins?"

Tony shakes his head no, "Sorry Abs, but I don't think McGee needs to deal with a drunk Bella."

Surprise and a bit of shock is in her voice as she stares at Tony, "Excuse me? Who says that I can't beat you Tony?"

Giving her one of his best charming smiles, he all but laughs at her response. "Sweet cheeks, you weigh what 130 at best? There is no way."

Bella eyes Tony carefully, "Tell ya what DiNozzo, $100 says that I can out drink you."

"Ooohhh I don't think so Bella. There is no way that you could seriously out drink me."

Raising an eyebrow as she plays with the rim of the drink in front of her, "Chicken Tony? Afraid that I'll beat you in your own game?"

"It's on. Bartender, round of beers. We're going to have a drinking game."

An hour later twenty cups littered the bar counter. Placing her last cup on the bar, Bella turns and smirks at Tony. "So, did I beat your expectations Tony?"

"Well you certainly beat my expectations, but the answer is can you walk?"

Turning herself on her barstool, she couldn't help but smile to see Tim by her side, hand out to help her down. "I got this." Stepping down, she walks from her seat to down to six more stools before coming back, never faltering. Climbing back into her seat, "You were saying Tony? Interested in another round?"

"Why not, but we're going to change it up a bit. Ten more cups each." Laying the cups out on the bar in front of them he turns to her, "We drink until we're done. If needed, we can order more. Sound fair?

"Sounds fair." Watching Tony take his first cup, she picks up hers smiling. Going cup for cup, she saw Tony start to slow at his sixth.

Downing her last cup, Bella turns it upside on the bar counter. Closing her eyes, she takes a deep breath before turning back to Tony. "I believe that I out drank you DiNozzo." Seeing the look on his face, she reached for his arm, "Tony, I can tell your getting sick. Don't finish them to prove a point. Besides, you forgot one thing before you started this game."

"And what would that be Woods?"

Holding up a finger, "One, I am related to Gibbs. We drink stronger things all the time." Holding up another finger, "Two, I was in the navy. I had to hold my own against the other sailors."

Stepping down she accidentally slips, being saved by Tim. Clearing her throat at Abby's giggle she straightens her shirt, "I don't want to hear it."

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(A little bit later)

Sitting at their table, Tony couldn't help but glance at his coworkers on the dance floor. Turning his head to the only remaining body at the table, he saw that her gaze was also out on the floor. Now or never Tony. Placing his cup down, "Could I interest you in a dance Ziva?"

Ziva turns her head towards him, not sure if he's serious or not. But by the look on his face, she is sure that he means it. Smiling up at him, she takes his offered hand, "That would be lovely, Tony."

Leading her out to the dance floor, the song Love me Tender by Elvis had started to play. Placing a hand on her waist, an image of them dancing at the casino popped up, slow dancing to a song that Bella sang solo on stage. Her laugh still echoed in his ears bringing a small smile to his face.

Feeling Tony pull her closer to his body, Ziva ducks her head, smiling to herself. She will never tire of being close to Tony. She slides her arms up and around his neck, playing with the ends of his short hair upon instinct. She looks up at Tony, who is smiling down at her. She smiles back and rests her head on his chest, listening to the thumping of his heart. She closes her eyes and sighs, Ziva you are tripping for Tony. You were never over him everyone else was a distraction. It will always be Tony.

Enjoying the warmth of Ziva against him, he looks up to see Tim whisper something in Bella's ear that causes her to beam up at him. Seeing the pure raw love in her eyes, his thoughts float back to what McGee had told him several weeks earlier- 'Do you not see the way she looks at you? She has the same look in her eyes that Bella has when she looks at me.' Was it possible that Ziva looked at him the same way?

Sensing Tony's distraction, Ziva notices that he is watching McGee and Bella from where they are standing. Sneakily watching him, it was easy to see that he was deep in thought. "Penny for your thoughts Tony."

"I never thought I would say this but I am jealous of McGee."

"Jealous?"

"I always prided myself on being a ladies man. Rubbing in his face that while he sat at home with his computers and geek gadgets, I was out with another woman." Letting out a breath he smiles to himself, "But now, he has the woman he's been waiting for. I just wish that I had that." Catching her eyes, he gives her a small smile.

Ziva looks over at her two friends, and then turns her attention back to Tony. "Maybe you were looking for something in your conquests, that was right in front of you all along."

"Maybe I was too scared to say something considering both love lives ended poorly the last time."

She locks eyes with him, "Are you scared now, Tony?"

"Yes." Trying to calm his accelerated heart, a small smirk graces his face, "Are you kidding? Of course I'm scared, who knows what ninja skills you may unleash on me."

They've stopped dancing by now, and all Ziva can do is smile at him. She shakes her head, "How could you think I would harm you, Tony? I have been waiting for you to grow up for the last four years. I did not want to push you into anything you were not ready for."

"Like I said Ziva, both love lives both ended rather poorly the last time." The image of him on the ground with her gun on him flashes through his head. Leaning down so his mouth was next to her ear, "But if it's any constellation Ziva, I don't think that any man can ever truly be ready for you."

Ziva flashes back to memories of Michael, and how she was constantly comparing him to Tony. She fooled herself in to loving him, only because she felt Tony would never see her the way she wanted him to.

"I am not that bad," Ziva says, with a laugh. "I have already forgiven you and myself for what happened with Michael. I seem to remember a conversation in the men's room. You have always had my back, Tony, I will never doubt you again."

Searching her eyes, "No matter what Ziva?"

Keeping her eyes on his, she simply says, "Yes."

Leaning his forehead against hers he falters before leaning down and presses his lips softly against hers, tasting the faint but sweet taste of her Cosmo. As if on instinct, his hand goes to the base of her neck pulling her close as he lightly nips her bottom lip waiting for permission.

Ziva stills, feeling Tony's lips on hers. She finds herself kissing him back, and as his hand finds the back of her head, she slips her arms around his middle, pulling him closer. She feels his teeth gently nipping at her lip and accommodates him, smiling into the kiss.

Reluctantly pulling away, giving her a quick peck on the lips he heard the all too familiar squeal of Abby. Searching for the Goth, he saw Mark, Tim and Bella talking to her no doubt trying to calm her down so she didn't jump them. He sees the curt nod that Tim gives him before his attention is given to the ecstatic Goth.

Ziva turns hearing Abby as well, and has to laugh. Turning back to Tony, she smiles, "I believe we have been discovered."

"Yes well, it looks like she's taken care of so we don't have to deal with it now. Besides it only seems fair, I have the feeling that you and Abby knew about Bella and Tim before Gibbs did."

Smiling, Ziva only shrugs. "Have you ever had a girls night, Tony? There are no secrets, especially when Abby is in charge of the alcohol."

Laughing at the various images that flicker through his head with her statement, "I have never witnessed one, no. However, it would not surprise me that Abby would try to get her drunk." Remembering the amount of beer earlier consumed by the female agent, "Exactly how much alcohol do you go through with her? She must have been smashed to tell you about her and Tim dating. I never suspected a thing."

Ziva laughs, "Yes, well, it is easy to pull the sheep over your eyes, Tony. It didn't take much, of course with Tim showing up and kissing her right outside and Abby peeping, Bella really didn't have a choice."

"Wool sweet cheeks. Pull the wool over my eyes." Lightly kissing her forehead, "So Tim was gutsy enough to show up for a girls night at Bella's huh?" He pauses thinking, "kind of makes you wonder what was so important doesn't it?"

Ziva waves a hand at his correction; "Apparently she left her things at his house. He was returning them."

An evil smirk appears as he looks at the two across the way, thoughts going through his head at a mile-a-minute. "Really now?"

"What? What is it Tony?"

"He and Bella were dating right? Well, if they were spending a lot of time together, he wouldn't need to bring whatever it was back to her because she could get it later, except for one thing-old clothes. Did she tell you what she apparently left behind?"

She squints her eyes in thought. "Her gym bag, I think."

Tony chuckles out loud, "That was exactly what he was doing. Naughty, naughty probie."

"No! You do not think-but they were not dating for that long then, Tony. It could be innocent," Ziva says, trying to reason, "Although, she was pretty happy that night. Glowing in fact."

Raising an eyebrow at her, "Could be, but I highly doubt it, especially if she was glowing as you put it." Shaking his head, "I knew he was lying that day in the rig. I just didn't have anything besides my gut for proof. Plus let's not forget their little late night rendezvous when we were undercover."

Ziva pauses trying to think what he could be talking about. "Day in the Rig? Tony, what are you talking about? I do no remember a day in the rig where this was mentioned?"

"Remember the day I found out and how I conned you guys to ride back with Gibbs? Well, I tried getting juicy info out of him. When I asked him how she was in bed he just said he didn't know and dropped the conversation."

Smacking Tony in the chest Ziva tries to hold in her chuckle, "Tony! Their relationship is not based on sex. They really love each other that I can see. Is everything about sex with you? Even Abby and I do not ask Bella those questions." Smiling, Ziva decides to play with Tony's head, "Don't you find it odd you want to know how they are in bed? Is there something you are not telling me, Tony? Do you have a crush on McGee?"

Eyeing her carefully, "You know that is almost exactly how he put it. She just seemed like she would be a fiery one considering she is Gibbs niece. That and you never know when you need blackmail." Shuddering at her last comment, "and no Zee-va, I do not have a crush on McGee. I asked about her not him, that is wrong and disturbing and so many other words I can't describe right now."

Ziva nods once, "I see. Why were you asking about Bella? Do you like her, Tony?" If he does, he is clearly not ready for me. I will not be second best, Ziva thinks to herself, feeling slight jealousy towards Bella.

Sensing her tension, he realizes he accidentally struck a cord. Gently moving her chin so she was looking at him, "I have not nor will I ever like Bella in a romantic way. If I was interested in her, don't you think I would have asked her out or made some advances? Yes, I made jokes about her when she first got here but that's all they were. I was trying to get Tim to open up; you know as well as I do how reserved he is. Sex is always a topic guys are ready to jump at and talk about, well all guys except McGee apparently."

Ziva gives Tony a small smile, "I never know with you sometimes. You are a good actor, Tony."

"You are the one who has always been in my mind Ziva. Everything that happened at the poker tournament, I meant it. it wasn't an act. Dinner, the dancing, the "claim" that I put on you, it was all real to me." Sighing he looks away from her, "I'm sorry."

Ziva looks up at his confession, and places her palm on his face, gently rubbing his cheek. She turns his head towards her, and shakes her own, "Do not apologize, Tony. You are anything but weak. Everything that happened that night, dinner, dancing, you placing your claim on me, I do not regret it Tony. I could not even if I tried."

Smiling down at her, Tony reaches for the hand that was on his cheek lacing their fingers together. Giving her a light kiss on the lips, "What do you say we go join the nut jobs over there before they send Abby to come get us?"

Loving the feel of Tony's hand in hers, she smiles, "I think that is a good idea. Better to go willingly to Abby than be squealed to death."

"Exactly." Leading her away from the dance floor back to their original table, Abby was practically jumping in her seat with excitement.

Seeing Bella shoot Abby a look, she calmed down. Turning to Ziva and Tony Bella smiles, "Tim and I are going to head out. I'm wiped and I'm planning on going out on the horses tomorrow."

Seeing the look that Bella gave her, Abby nods her head in agreement. "We're leaving too."

Waiting until Abby was far enough away to Bella's liking; she turns to Ziva and Tony, finger pointing at them. "You owe me for this. Ziva call me tomorrow if you want. I should have my phone on me. Behave you two." Seeing the look on Tony's face she shakes her head at him, "Do not even say it Tony."

Trying to act innocent, he holds his hands up palms facing her, "Say what Bella?"

Arching an eyebrow in a very Ziva way, "Ziva has been kind enough to teach me some Mossad moves Tony. Do not push your luck." Seeing the flash of terror in his eyes, she smiles at Ziva.

Watching Bella slowly walk away, joining Tim's side before leaving the bar, Tony turns to stare at the woman next to him. "She wasn't bad enough? You really had to teach her that?!"

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