One way or another, they ended up on the sand. Tony was placing kisses anywhere that bared skin. If it was the last thing he did, he was going to make up for three years of all that tension.

"Tony..." She said. He placed another kiss on her lips. He grabbed her and pulled her body close to his own.

"Zivaa..."

"Tony, stop." She replied and put her hands on his chest. He pouted.

"Oh Ziva come on. I've waited long enough for this. Don't stop me now." Ziva smiled.

"We need to go back. It is early. Gibbs will be up soon." She said. Tony let out a sigh. She was right. He knew she was right. He just didn't want it to end.

"Ok, ok, fine." He said, putting up his hands, as if he wasn't going to touch her again. She smiled and grabbed his hand, their fingers intertwined automatically. Deciding that he wasn't touching her enough, he dropped her hand and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close. "Mmm. You smell good." He said, breathing onto her neck. They finally made it back to the house, and up the stairs. Tony stopped in front of her door. He put both of his hands on her face and pulled her lips to his. It quickly turned passionate, as they couldn't keep their hands...or their lips...off of each other. Ziva pushed him away, only because she needed air.

"Goodnight, Tony." She said, and then quickly walked in the room before he had a chance to catch her. Tony ran a hand through his hair and walked back to his room. After opening the door, he quickly closed it back. McGee's snoring sounded like a freight train, and he was not about to sleep in there. He thought briefly about the places he could sleep. He liked the first one that came to his mind.

With Ziva. He grinned and practically ran back to her door. He quickly opened it and, to his relief, Abby was fast asleep and on the very edge of the bed.

"Tony!" She said, running over to him. "What are you doing here?" She asked. She looked over her shoulder at Abby.

"Zi, I can't sleep in there with McFreightTrain! Can I sleep in here with you?"

"No!" She retaliated. "Tony put those ear things in and go back to your room." She said, pushing on his shoulder.

"Please? You won't even know I'm here. And I'll get up before Gibbs and before Abby and before McSnore and go back to my bed. I promise." Ziva let out a sigh. "And I'll keep my hands to myself. I swear." She walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge, leaving Tony in the middle of the room.

"Fine. But one little touch, and you are going back." She pointed at him. He jumped for joy and ran over to the California king, and it was plenty big for the three of them. Tony was on his back, his hands behind his head to resist the temptation to...well...have his way with the Israeli. Just as he dozed off, he felt Ziva turn over and throw her arm around him.

"Ziva..." He said quietly.

"Shut up." She said. He chuckled, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her on the lips. Sleep came quick for the both of them. About a hour later, Ziva woke up first, and Tony was holding her as close to him as she wanted to be. She groaned and moved back from him a little, shaking him gently. "Tony." She whispered. Tony slowly opened his eyes.

"Yeah?" He whispered back. Ziva let out a sigh.

"You need to go back." Tony kissed her, and while doing so he crawled on top of her. Ziva broke the kiss. "Tony what are you doing?" She asked. Not that she minded. He leaned down and kissed her on the neck.

"I can come up with a couple of things." He smiled and leaned down to her again.

"No, Tony." She said, pushing him back. She looked over at her sleeping roommate. "Later." She whispered. Tony grinned.

"I'll see you soon, sweetcheeks." He whispered and with another kiss, he got off of her and went back to his own room. He groaned when he entered the room and heard McGee still snoring. He already missed the sounds of Ziva's breathing and Abby's...well...drunk snore. He chuckled at the thought and got into his bed.

Several hours later, Tony woke up and stretched in his bed, before standing and exiting the room. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Ziva. He looked her up and down, and had to stop himself from tackling her and making love to her then. She was in a towel, in only a towel. Her wet hair sat on her shoulders, the water rolling down her skin.

"Good morning, Tony." She said seductively.

"Need help drying off?" He couldn't help but to lick his lips. She smiled, liking the effect she had on him.

"Later." She whispered as she walked past him. Tony watched her walk into her room and shut the door. He groaned and walked down the stairs.

"Morning!" He said happily. Abby put up her hand.

"Could you not say that so loud, please?" She asked. Tony smiled, walked around the counter and kissed her on the cheek.

"Sure thing Abs." He said. "Looks like you need the DiNozzo defibrillator." He walked back into the kitchen and held up the carton of eggs. "Anybody hungry?"

"Tony..." Abby moaned. "Do not mention food." Tony laughed at her again.

"Come on Abs, I'm hungry." He said. She held her head up with her hand. "You should eat something, it'll make you feel better."

"Why are you so perky this morning?" Abby asked. Tony smiled.

"Just a good night, Abs." He replied. He was now cracking two eggs into a bowl.

"I'm gonna be sick." Abby said and quickly left the counter. Tony chuckled again and Gibbs walked into the kitchen, refilling his cup of coffee.

"Morning boss." Tony said happily. Gibbs only glared at the perky agent. "You hungry?" He asked. Gibbs shook his head.

"No." He said and exited the kitchen.

"O-k." Tony said and stirred his cooking eggs. McGee walked in from the porch. "McGoo!" Tony cheered. McGee looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Are you hungry?"

"No, I'm not. Thanks." He said. Tony gave up on trying to please the other three, and focused on the bacon, eggs, and toast he was preparing for himself and Ziva. He started working on her tea. He started to whistle as he cooked, and he was getting on every one's nerves.

"DiNozzo!" Gibbs shouted suddenly, sharp pains ran through Abby's head.

"Yeah boss?"

"Shut up." He demanded. Tony stopped and then turned his attention the goddess that was descending the stairs.

"Morning Ziva." He said sweetly.

"Shalom." She replied with a slight smile.

"I uh...I made you some tea." He said. She picked it up and sipped on it.

"Thank you, Tony." She said. He smiled at her and resisted to wink. He put a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast in front of her. They ate, slowly, stealing glances from each other. Once they finished, they joined the rest of the team in the living room, where Abby was just swallowing pain medicine, McGee was flipping channels on the tv, and Gibbs was very into a boat magazine. Tony held out his arms.

"Anybody for the beach?" He asked happily.

"It's too bright out there." Abby said. McGee placed his hand tentatively on her shoulder.

"I better stay here with her." He said. Tony looked over at Gibbs.

"Boss?" He asked.

"No." Gibbs said again. Tony looked over at his...future lover.

"Ziva?" He asked. That made Gibbs look up at the two. Ziva smiled at him.

"Sure." She said.

"Great!" Tony yelled. Abby wanted to kill him. He then rushed upstairs, followed by Ziva. They changed quickly and headed to the beach.

Once they reached the sugar white sand, Tony couldn't wait any longer, and he pulled Ziva to him and placed a passionate kiss on her lips. She kissed him back, but then realized that they weren't even 200 yards from the beach house, where their boss stood. She broke the kiss and grabbed his hand, dragging him further away. Tony laughed.

"I don't know what this is but I like it!" He said to her. They finally made it to the ocean and she began kissing him again. Tony moaned in her mouth and put his hands on her hips, right above the bottom half of her bikini. Ziva stopped kissing him and smiled at him.

"There are people watching us, Tony." She whispered. Tony kissed her again.

"I don't care, Ziva." Another kiss. She pushed him.

"Gibbs will." She commented, and then ran into the beach. Tony watched her run for a few seconds before following her. She was chest deep in the water, and Tony finally caught up to her. He grabbed her by the waist and spun her around, placing a small kiss on her neck. She put her arms around his neck and interlocked her fingers behind his head.

"See how much fun this is instead of that stupid book?" Tony commented.

Ziva let her mouth fall open and splashed him. Tony laughed and then picked her up, holding her above the water. He threw her and she fell, making a big wave of water that hit him. He started to laugh, but suddenly stopped when she still didn't surface. He started to panic. What if she hit a rock again? Where was she? "Ziva!" He yelled. And then suddenly, he was under the water, being held there by one Ziva David. She let him up and she laughed. Tony caught his breath and then grabbed her, pulling her close. "Ziva you are in so much trouble." He commented. Ziva laughed some more and then became serious.

"Go ahead. Punish me." Tony felt a shockwave run through his body. "I think I would enjoy that." He couldn't take it anymore. He planted a kiss on her lips and held her there. His hands wandered down her body and clenched her butt with his hands. She moaned into his mouth. He ran his hands back up her arms and pulled down the straps that sat on her shoulders. The waves crashed against them as they stood in the water. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he walked with her out of the beach. They continued to kiss, their tounges battling for dominance. He laid her down onto the towel and continued to kiss her, letting his kisses travel down to her neck.

"You taste like salt." He commented and they both laughed.

"Hey!" Someone said. Tony looked up from kissing Ziva. He stood up and Ziva sat up on her elbows.

"Can I help you?" Tony asked the man.

"Yeah. We don't want to see you screw...that." He pointed down at Ziva, and Tony lost it. He put two hands on his chest and shoved him backwards. The guy got up and pushed Tony back, trying to punch him, but Tony blocked him. Ziva then stood up and stood in front of Tony. He stared at Tony more, and then left them standing there.

"Are you okay?" Ziva asked. He turned from watching the man walk away and looked at her.

"I'm fine." He said. He wrapped his arm around her waist and sat down on her towel. Ziva pulled another towel out of her bag and wrapped it around her. She started to sit down next to Tony, but he put his hands on her waist and pulled her into his lap. "Ziva do you know how long I've waited for this?" He asked her quietly. She looked at him and smiled.

"Yes Tony, I do. But I do not know how this is going to work." She commented. Tony's eyes grew big and his heart pounded.

"Why? What do you mean?" He asked her.

"Gibbs knows everything, Tony. It is going to be hard to hide this from him, and Abby, and McGee, and Ducky, and Vance. If Vance finds out he will surely tell my father." He looked at her and kissed her on the cheek. "We will just have to keep our distance from each other when we are around them."

"Ziva I've been keeping my distance from you for three years. I don't wanna do that anymore." Tony replied. "No, what we can do is...sneak around it. You're a super secret ninja, so it'll be a piece of cake."

"Yes I am, but you are not." She pointed out. Tony laughed.

"I can do it!" He said. He then frowned, "But what if I want to..." His eyes looked at her body, "...do more to you than just cuddle?" He asked. She laughed.

"That's what we have the beach for, Tony." She said seductively. He kissed her and then backed up from her.

"Punishment comes later, Ziva David." They just laid in each other's arms for the rest of the day, Tony occasionally leaning over for no reason and kissing her on the lips, shocking her several times. However, once Tony's phone rang, he groaned and picked it up. They were now lying down on the towel, Ziva's head resting against his chest, twirling his chest hair in her finger as he pulled on the curls that had now dried and were draped over his arm.

He checked the caller ID and groaned. Gibbs. He picked it up and put it on his ear, "Hey, boss!" He grinned, "How are you?"

"Fine. Get your asses back here. We're going to dinner." And then he promptly hung up. Tony just stared at the phone strangely before snapping it shut. He pressed his lips against her forehead.

"Dinner?" He questioned, and she just smiled up at him, standing up. He stood up as well before they gathered their things. Ziva swung her bag over her shoulder after placing her towel into it and pulling on her cover-up dress. They intertwined fingers, smiling at each other before starting back towards the beach house. No words were spoken on their walk, and they automatically let go of each other once they came up the hill and they were in sight of anyone standing in the house.

They both walked in and noticed only Gibbs, dressed in his normal attire, sitting at the counter, sipping his cup of coffee, "They're upstairs." he said, glancing down at his watch, "You have ten minutes."

"But Gibbs..." Ziva started, and he cut her off, turning to stare at her.

"You questioning me, David? This isn't an argument." And he turned back to his cup of coffee. Tony and Ziva shared a look with each other, wondering what was up with Gibbs' peculiar behavior as they started up the stairs, side by side.

"What's up with Gibbs?" Tony murmured into her ear as they climbed the steps.

Ziva just shrugged her shoulders, "Maybe he just got a bad cup of coffee this morning." She suggested.

Tony pondered for a moment as they stopped on the top of the stairs, "Then why's he still drinking it?"

"Coffee is coffee....and Gibbs is Gibbs."

Tony nodded, "True." He then looked around before quickly placing his lips on hers, making sure not to make any noise as he drew back. He didn't know how much Gibbs could hear, but he definitely didn't want him to hear that, "Wear something sexy tonight." He whispered into her ear, grinning slightly. She just patted his cheek.

"When do I not?" She questioned as she disappeared into her bedroom. Tony just growled and then entered his own room, dressing quickly. He exited the room and then walked across the hallway, leaning up against the doorway to Ziva and Abby's room.

Abby came out first, dressed in her normal attire, "Tony?" She questioned, "What are you doing here?"

"Just...waiting around." He responded as Abby closed the door behind her. She smirked and put her hands on her hips.

"For Ziva?"

Tony grinned and then shook his head, "Pssh, come on, Abby, why would I be waiting for Ziva?"

"You love her."

He changed the subject, "Hey, you're feeling better. I see that that hangover went away."

She just smiled, angrily, "Okay fine, don't admit it, DiNozzo, but I will get to the bottom of the truth!" And with that, she promptly turned on her heel and walked down the hallway, her boots thumping as she went down the stairs.

Ziva exited two minutes later, and Tony grinned, standing up to his full form. She was dressed in a simple kelly green dress with black heels, yet she looked absolutely gorgeous.

"Kill me why don't you." Tony huffed, and Ziva spun around.

"Tony?" She asked, "What are you doing here?" She demanded, stepping quickly towards him. He wrapped his arms around her and went to place a kiss on her lips when she pushed him away, "What did we talk about?" She hissed, "We're supposed to stay away from each other."

"No..." Tony grinned, "We're supposed to sneak around it. This is sneaking."

"No." She hissed, "This is you putting our relationship in danger! We have been together one day..."

"And it's been a great one day." He laughed.

"Stop it." She muttered under her breath, "Now go." She pointed towards the steps.

"But Ziva..." He moaned.

"Now!" She nearly shouted, pointing again at the stairs. She shook her head as he slumped his shoulders and started down the stairs. Ziva just shook her head, but then smiled. He's got a nice ass...that looks extra good in those jeans....

"Japanese?" Ziva questioned as they got out of the cars. Gibbs had forced Abby into the car with Tony and Ziva, and they pouted slightly, for Tony wanted nothing more than to hold her hand as he drove. Once they got out of the car, Abby immediately ran over to McGee and Gibbs, who were still getting out of the car. Ziva walked around the back to get next to Tony.

"You think he knows?" Tony asked, looking over at Gibbs. Ziva just shook her head.

"Honestly, I do not know. Though he is making it fairly obvious that he does not want us together...alone."

"I want us together, alone." Tony grinned, and Ziva just shook her head, laughing slightly.

"Tonight." She whispered seductively before heading away from him and towards the rest of the team. Abby linked arms with Ziva as she approached, smiling at her as Tony joined the group.

"Well let's go." Tony smiled, walking behind Ziva as she and Abby entered first. McGee entered next and then Gibbs was last. They got a table around a large cooking top, and they all slid into the booth. Ziva went first, followed by Tony, and then Abby, McGee, and Gibbs.

They were all given menus, and they read them all silently until Tony leaned over towards Ziva, "Hey. Should I get chicken or steak?"

She looked at him and then at the menu, "Well you can get both." She pointed towards the lower portion of the menu. The 'combination' section.

"Ah." He grinned, "Thanks, Ziva! What are you getting?"

She pursed her lips together, "I have not decided yet."

"Kosher tonight?"

She smiled, "I have not decided yet." She repeated.

The waiter later came by and took their drink orders, all ordered water, except for Abby, who insisted on buying an alcoholic drink. Gibbs shook his head and told her to change her order, which resulted in her ordering a children's drink that came with a free toy shark. Once he came back around with the drinks, he set them down and then took their orders. Gibbs ordered the steak, McGee ordered the chicken, Abby ordered the shrimp, Tony ordered the chicken and the steak, and Ziva ordered the vegetarian platter, finally deciding that she was going to 'be healthy' tonight.

They sat in an awkward silence before Gibbs cleared his throat, "Hey." He spoke up, "Whatcha guys do today?" He asked, taking a sip of his water.

Tony and Ziva looked at each other. How were they supposed to say that they were making-out with each other on the beach without breaking their 'promise' that they wouldn't tell anyone about their relationship or lie to Gibbs?

"Uh..." Tony started, "We..."

"Played hockey." Ziva suddenly spoke up, and Tony just furrowed his eyebrows together at her, and she just stared at him, as if he was supposed to catch on. It wasn't exactly a lie. They did play hockey. Tonsil hockey, that is.

Gibbs raised an eyebrow, "How the hell do you play hockey on the beach?"

"It was really hard." Tony grinned, "But we managed." He turned to Ziva, "Had fun, didn't we?"

"Yes." She nodded, "It was fun."

"Who else you'd play with?" Abby suddenly pipped up, "And why wasn't I invited?"

"You had a hangover Abs." Tony carefully said, ignoring the first question. They were thankfully intervened by a Japanese man who brought around a cart with raw vegetables, shrimp, chicken, and steak. Tony grinned as he greeted them and then started up the hot stove. He started by putting the rice down and then a couple of other sauces as well, mixing them together. He spun his spatulas behind his back, catching them in his other hand as Ziva smiled slightly. Tony smiled because of the fact that Ziva was smiling.

He leaned towards her, whispering in her ear, "I bet you're enjoying this." He gently squeezed her thigh.

She smiled, "I like it even more now. Though I could do that better...with knives."

"I'm sure you could." He agreed as he pulled away, keeping his hand on her thigh. Across the long table, he saw Gibbs glaring at him. He just smiled back and was about to pull his hand away when he felt Ziva's on top of his. He didn't feel like pulling away now, for her hand was gently stroking the back of his with her thumb.

The stove suddenly exploded into flames, and Abby gasped before clapping as the flames went down. The man making their dinner grinned as he started putting on the chicken, the beef, the shrimp, and the vegetables into separate areas of the grill.

Once he was finished applying the sauces, he put their dinners on their platters and bid them goodnight and for them to have a good meal. Ziva started eating hers first, and the meal was silent, besides the occasional moan of contentment from Abby, for she liked her dinner very much.

Tony smiled as he ate his steak rather quickly. As Ziva was taking a sip of her water, pausing from her zucchini, Tony nudged her slightly.

"Hmm?" She questioned, setting her glass down as she turned towards him.

"Try some of this steak, Zi, it's delicious." He grinned, holding his fork towards her. She just ate off of the fork, chewing the tender steak as Tony pulled it out of her mouth. She smiled.

"Mmmm..." She pointed down to it, "That is delicious, Tony." He grinned.

"I choose some of the better entrees on menus." He admitted, and she laughed.

"Well try some of my vegetables." She smiled, and he grimaced slightly. He didn't eat vegetables. Unless ketchup counted. However, it was for Ziva. The Ziva that he was going to eventually make passionate love Ziva he spent the whole day with, making out on the beach. His Ziva.

He opened up his mouth as she guided the fork in. He ate the vegetables as she pulled the fork out, and he actually liked them, "Those are actually really good..." He admitted, "Though they'd be better if you put 'em together with steak." He smiled, reaching over and stealing a vegetable off of her plate and putting it with one of his pieces of steak. He then guided that into her mouth as well as she chewed. She nodded.

"Mmm. Very good." And then Tony reached over and grabbed her plate before pouring the rest of the vegetables on top of his.

"What are you doing?" She questioned as he mixed the two dinners together.

"It tastes better this way." He smiled, pushing it between them. Ziva just shook her head before digging into the entree. The two were oblivious to the other three at the table; Abby was in complete happiness, grinning like an idiot. McGee was just staring at them, almost as if he was unable to believe that they were actually doing what they were doing, and Gibbs was just glaring at them, stabbing the steak angrily with his fork. Something was going on between them, and he was determined to find out what it was. They couldn't possibly have broken one of his top rules, could they? Rule number 12, never date a co-worker. Ziva smiled as Tony fed her some more food from his fork. Gibbs just stabbed the steak harder, shoving it into his mouth. Maybe I should have made it rule number 2. Or 1.

Once dinner was over, Gibbs ordered Abby back into the car with Tony and Ziva, the ride completely silent as they drove back to the beach house.

They all got out, realizing the lateness of the hour, for it was past 2400h, and they all trudged up the stairs. Gibbs immediately went into his bedroom, changed, and went to sleep, the light under his door turning off.

Abby said goodnight to the team, hugging them all tightly before disappearing into her and Ziva's bedroom. Tony and Ziva followed McGee upstairs, who started towards his and Tony's room. He opened the door and Tony was about to follow him in when he turned slightly, looking at Ziva. They both shared a look, knowing exactly what they were going to do for their 'secret rendezvous' at night. Ziva stood in the doorway of her room, just staring at him, smirking slightly as he turned to walk into his own room before he ran smack into the closed door. Ziva laughed and then bit the bottom of her lip. Tony glared at her as he opened up the door and stepped into the room, shifting his glare to McGee.

"Thanks for holding that for me there, probie."

McGee just rolled his eyes, "Well if you weren't making goo-goo eyes at Ziva, then maybe you wouldn't have run into the door." He fired back as he changed his shirt.

"What are you talking about, McFreak?" He demanded.

McGee just looked at him, as if he was seriously asking that question, "Are you serious, DiNozzo? By the way, what was up with you two at dinner tonight?"

"What are you talking about?" he asked, getting a little upset.

"I'm talking about Ziva..." He said, slowly, "and you....eating off of each other's forks...and eating each other's food..."

"That's just...partner's...being nice. You know, probie? Nice? Like holding the door open for other's...NICE?" He pointed to the door.

"You would have done the same to Gibbs, then? You would have fed Gibbs?" He laughed, and Tony shook his head.

"Boss and I aren't partners." He said, "He's my boss. I'm his...little guy that he slaps around and does all his dirty work for."

"Yeah..." McGee muttered, "I'm sure that you and Ziva do a lot of dirty work as well."

"What is your problem, probie?" He suddenly shouted, and McGee just stared at him, looking deep into his green eyes before he broke out into a grin.

"You love her."

Tony gaped, opening and closing his mouth, "What...where'd you get that from?'

McGee just rolled his eyes, "You know what? You can be in denial all you want. Everyone sees it. You're head over heels in love with her."

"You're about to be head over heels too if you don't shut up." He muttered as McGee just groaned and crawled under the covers. Tony undid his shirt and then pulled off his socks and pants before crawling under the covers and turning off the light.

Tony carefully pulled his phone out of his pants pocket before McGee turned off the light. About forty-five minutes later, Tony's phone buzzed right as he was about to doze off. He thought that thinking about Ziva was going to keep him awake, but her smile just made him want to melt.

He squinted at the screen that lit up, signaling that he had a new text message.

He opened up his phone, looked over at McGee, who was softly snoring, and then read the message. It was from Ziva, naturally, for she was the only one who would text him at 100h in the morning.

Abby is asleep. It read, Is McGee?

He grinned as he sent her a text back, Yup. Want me to come over? He waited a couple of seconds before his phone buzzed again.

Yes, please.

He just grinned again as he shoved his phone back into his pants, crossing the floor. He tripped over something on the ground as he ran smack into the door again. McGee stirred in his sleep and Tony bit the bottom of his lip as he clutched his nose with his hands. He paused before McGee's snoring picked up again. He nearly threw the stupid door open and then crossed the hallway. He was about to enter Ziva's room when he stepped on a squeaky piece of wood. He paused, for he was sure that everyone was going to hear that. Suddenly, Ziva's door opened up and Tony put his hands up, "I didn't do it!" He nearly shouted, when he was suddenly being shoved up against the wall, without making a sound, a hand over his mouth.

"What. Are. You. Doing?!" Ziva hissed under her breath, "Stop screaming if you want to sleep with me."

"Sorry." He mouthed before she removed her hand. They waited there for a couple of seconds, even though it felt like hours to Tony, before they started back into her bedroom, Ziva's fingers interlaced with his. Abby was sleeping in the very middle of the bed, and Ziva groaned lightly, "What now?" He questioned, and she just sighed.

"I guess I will have to sleep closer to you."

"Ooo!" Tony smiled, leaning his face down next to her, his lips brushing up against her ear, "I like that idea."

She just shoved him away, "I am sure you do."

Tony walked towards the bed first, crawling under the covers. He was at the edge of the bed, barely any room to lay down as he patted the sliver next to him. Ziva crawled in and was literally lying on top of him, nuzzling her head into the crook of his neck. He pressed his lips up against the side of her head before trailing kisses down her face, sucking gently at her lips before she finally gave in and kissed him back. They slowly kissed each other, making sure not to make much noise to wake Abby. The multiple kisses may have been short, but they were full of emotion as they finally let go, for air. Ziva breathed heavily as she wrapped her arms around his neck, adjusting her legs so that they were intertwined with his.

"Goodnight, Ziva."

"Lailah Tov, Tony." She murmured back before falling asleep. At around 0600h, Ziva woke up, feeling completely comfortable. She smiled at the man she was lying on top of, his arms securely on her waist as she checked on Abby. She was still asleep, "Tony." She whispered, shaking him slightly, "Tony." He just groaned, and she tapped his cheek slightly as he opened his eyes.

"Hmm...what?" He murmured, tightening his grip on her.

"You need to leave."

"I don't wanna." He groaned.

"I know that you do not." She admitted, "I do not want you to leave either, but you must."

He groaned and then let go of her as she got off of him, standing up. Tony got up as well, rubbing his eyes as he stared at her, "Thanks." He grinned, "I like my new blanket." He ruffled her hair.

"I like my new mattress as well." She smiled, "Though there was a lump..." She teased, and he just narrowed his eyes at her.

"You know what you do to me now, dontcha?" he demanded, and she just leaned up and pressed her lips against his, shortly, before letting him leave. He closed the door slowly behind him before turning to go back to his room. He started crossing the hallway when he all of a sudden, he froze in place, his eyes growing wide.

"DiNozzo. Where the hell have you been? And why were you in Ziva's room at 0600h?" Tony gulped, and turned around slowly, coming face to face with his boss, who emerged from the shadows of a corner.

Ziva, who was behind her door, was patiently awaiting the sound of his and McGee's door closing, but it never came. What was he doing? She opened the door and saw Tony just standing there, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Tony!" She hissed under her breath, annoyed as he just stood there, "What are you doing? Stop playing games. Hurry up before Gibbs catches you!"

However, it wasn't Tony who responded to her, "He already has, David."