A/N: Sorry for not updating! I had a netball tournament yesterday (nine netball matches in a row!) and then I got home and went straight my piano lesson. I swear teachers give us more homework on days like that on purpose…

Well, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

The campfire idea and S'mores were suggested by Competition 01 winner, Lollie81!! Congrats!

"Tony, are you checking me out?" Ziva asked, pulling her sundress off over her head.

"Uh…" Tony froze at being caught. "It really depends on what you mean…"

Ziva walked round the back of him and rested her chin on his shoulder.

"You know exactly what I mean." She whispered, and Tony stiffened, trying not to blush too much. She was just so close! "Are you not coming in?"

Tony stripped off his shirt and Ziva subtly checked him out.

"Checking me out now, are we?" He laughed, and Ziva rugby tackled him into the lake.

Abby stripped off her dress and McGee eyed her.

"McGee, stop ogling me." Abby said, and McGee blinked.

"Sorry." He apologized and Abby laughed.

"Coming?" She asked, and McGee bit his lip.

Oh, who cares, he thought, and pulled off his shirt. Abby smiled as she saw his muscles flex.

"Coming." He decided, and they ran towards the lake. Jenny and Gibbs pulled off their outer clothing to reveal that they were both also going swimming.

"Race you." Jenny grinned, and ran off. Gibbs laughed, ran after her through the water at the edge and the dived into the deeper water of the lake.

Ziva sculled across the lake to Tony and floated next to him.

"Resting are we?" She asked, and laughed as he turned around. His face was surprised.

"Not at all. Waiting for you." Tony improvised. "Honestly, how long do you take?"

Ziva splashed him in the face with water, and it ended up as a water fight, with Abby and McGee and then Jenny and Gibbs eventually joining in.

Two hours later, everyone was laying on the decking by the edge of the lake, drying off under the afternoon sun.

"Oh, no!" Abby jumped up and hurriedly put on her dress. Ziva opened her eyes.

"What?" She asked, propping herself up on one elbow.

"What if I get a tan?" Abby asked, and Ziva burst out laughing.

"What is wrong with a tan?" She asked, contemplating her own skin.

"I have pale skin! It's, well, me!" Abby complained.

"Abby. You are you, and you will always be you whether you have alabaster or tan skin." Ziva said, smiling. Abby sighed and lay back down next to McGee.

"I just don't want a tan. It looks stupid!" Abby said, before adding. "Well, on me anyway."

"You're naturally pale, right?" Tony asked, and Abby nodded. "Well, Ziva's naturally tan. And so am I. And McGee…"

"Yes?" McGee prompted.

"McGee is McGee." McGee rolled his eyes, and Tony grinned. "At least the tan looks good on me and Ziva."

Gibbs clipped Tony round the back of the head.

"Red light!" Tony cried, and Gibbs chuckled.

"What is red light?" Ziva asked, confused.

"The light system; appropriate and inappropriate touching." Gibbs explained. "Green light is okay, yellow is not okay, and red is inappropriate."

"What is hugging?" Abby asked.

"Well, apparently it's yellow but-" Gibbs began before Abby cut him off.

"You guys don't like me hugging you?" Abby looked shocked.

"We like you hugging us!" Ziva protested.

"That's fine Abby!" McGee exclaimed.

"I'm hugging you all in my mind!" Abby grinned. Jenny sat up.

"What do you kids want to do tonight? Movie? Campfire?"

"Campfire!" Tony exclaimed, and Ziva laughed at the voice he put on.

"S'mores!" Abby grinned.

"What are sum mores?" Ziva asked, looking confused.

"They are like marshmallows dipped in chocolate between two grahams." McGee explained. Ziva just looked more confused.

"Who is Graham?"

An hour later everyone was sitting around a crackling fire. Ziva was wearing cargo pants and a black tank top, while Abby was sitting, shivering in what looked more like a lab coat than a jacket.

"Are you cold, Abby?" Ziva asked. Abby nodded, her teeth chattering. "McGee, hug Abby."

"Uh…" McGee didn't know what to do, so Ziva decided for him.

"Hug her, McGee! We do not want an Ice Block Abby on our arms, do we?"

"On our hands." Tony corrected.

"Why would Abby be on our hands? Why would she even be on our arms?" Ziva asked, and Tony shrugged.

"Don't ask me." He replied.

"Stupid American idioms drive me up the hole." Tony blinked confused.

"Drive you up the wall." McGee informed Ziva.

"But you can't drive up walls!" Ziva exclaimed.

"Or holes." Tony laughed, and Ziva clipped him round the back of the head. Tony glared at her, and head slapped her too.

"Hey!" Ziva protested, and Gibbs head slapped both of them simultaneously.

"David, DiNozzo, no bitch fights." He said. Abby and McGee laughed, while Tony and Ziva sulked.

"Here, Ziva. This is a s'more." Jenny handed Ziva the American delicacy. Ziva bit into it.

"It is nice." She replied, smiling. "At my last summer camp we had to make our own food. And use flint to light the fire."

"The harsh world of Mossad." Tony said sarcastically, and Ziva poked him in the side.

"Ever eaten maggots?" She asked him. He looked disgusted.

"No!"

"It's a harsh world." Ziva replied. McGee began to feel sick, and had to take a long drink of water before he got the 'taste' of the thought of eating maggots out of his mind.

"That is disgusting." Tony said.

"Want to be in the Marines, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked him. Tony shrugged.

"I don't know. I want to work in NCIS, as a field agent." He admitted.

"Better get used to maggots." Gibbs said, and Tony recoiled at the thought.

"On second thoughts maybe banking would be better…" Ziva laughed.

"Yimp."

"It's wimp." Tony automatically corrected her.

"You are that too." Ziva smiled, and leant back onto the log behind her. "This has to be the nicest summer camp I've been to. And to think I was dreading it…"

"Same." Tony agreed.

"I never much wanted to come. I wanted to go to chess camp." McGee admitted.

"I want to stay at home." Abby replied. "I'm so glad I came hear instead."

"Me too." McGee said.

"Me three." Ziva added, making everyone laugh.

"Me four!" Tony grinned. Gibbs and Jenny smiled at each other.

"Me five." Gibbs said.

"You were dreading it?" Tony asked.

"Mossad assassin in training, banker's son, chess and computer geek and a Goth? Not the normal bunch we get!" Gibbs laughed.

"In training?" Ziva asked sceptically, and leaned forward conspiratorially. "What makes you think in training? I could be on a mission…"

"I knew it!" Tony exclaimed. Ziva raised one eyebrow.

"Knew what?" She asked.

"You're trying to assassinate us all!" He laughed. Ziva was about to laugh too, and then remembered Kate.

"I could not even save one person." She whispered, at suddenly the atmosphere grew solemn.

"Oh, Ziva." Jenny sighed.

"It wasn't your fault." Tony protested.

"Kate. Talia. Ima." Ziva said their names, and then repeated them. She would never see any of them ever again. "Kate… Talia… Ima."

He voice cracked on the last name. Tony put his arms around her and pulled her into a hug. He was surprised when Ziva leaned into him, her head on his shoulder. He was even more surprised when she began to cry softly.

Jenny beckoned for Abby, McGee and Gibbs to leave the pair alone. She looked at Tony, who nodded.

Suddenly it was just Tony and Ziva left alone. Tony gently rubbed Ziva's back, and she lifted her head, and rubbed her eyes.

"I am sorry." Ziva said softly, her eyes sad. Tony's arm was still around her waist. She leaned against him.

"It's not your fault, Ziva." Tony said, and for once Ziva believed him. He pulled her towards him and kissed her cheek, and brushed her damp hair away from her face. "It's no your fault."

A/N: Sweet Tiva moment =] Poor Ziva =[

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Competition 02

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Which episode and season is this Tiva quote from?

Ziva: He really likes her, Tony. You have to tell him.
Tony (laughs): I know. But it's actually kind of flattering... in a creepy way.
Ziva (angry): What did you think would happen?
Tony: I don't know... the flaw in the plan was the plan but I got another plan to end it.
Ziva: Which is?
Tony: You ever see "Fatal Attraction"?