Title: Messenger or not?

Rating: T

Summary: Yet again someone is out to kill all the women in Gibbs' life. The team find a young girl half dead in an alleyway. In her hand is a note for Gibbs. Is she the messenger or something more?

Characters: Tony, Ziva, Gibbs, McGee, Abby, Ducky, Palmer, Jenny, Lizzie, Agent Sacs, Fornell and lots of other people who I haven't thought up names for.

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own NCIS or any of the characters in it or Cote de Pablo's hair (dang it). I do own Lizzie and all the other people who I haven't thought up names for yet.

Thanks so much for all the reviews. I hit over five reviews so I will carry on (in the background I see Penny faint with happiness). Thanks again for all the reviews. Really inspiring. Please could I have some more suggestions for songs! Please! I'm aiming for five reviews for this chapter! (but i will still carry on if i don't get them so Penny won't be hospitalized)

Gibbs stood over the table Mcgee crouched by. In a large splodge of powder he say one single fingerprint. "Good work Mcgee." he said. "Take it to Abby."

Mcgee obediantly made a copy of the fingerprint. Then he ran down to Abby. Tony stared after him. "Mcgoo looks happy to be going to Mrs Abby Mcgee." he said to Ziva. Ziva stared at him in shock.

"Abby and Mcgee got married!" she gasped.

Tony almost killed himself laughing. "The look on your face!" he crowed. Ziva scowled at him before casually grabbing his thumb and twisting it into a painful lock. "Ouch!" moaned Tony. "Do not do that! You evil ninja chick!" Ziva evilly made the thumb lock tighter.

"I am not a chick!" she snarled. She was just about to dislocate Tony's thumb when Gibbs saw what was happening.

"Please don't kill Tony." he asked politly, "I know you want to but sometimes he is useful."

Ziva shrugged and opted for slapping Tony round the face instead. "Hey!" he moaned.

"There you go my little hairy butt." she smirked.

"I thought we got divorced." moaned Tony as he rubbed his face which was quickly becoming a brilliant shade of red.

Gibbs shook his head. Sometimes - well most of the time - his two senior agents acted just like little kids. "I have to go now." he said, "Be good." He walked down to Abby's lab. He knew it was a mistake leaving his two senior agents together but he had to see Abby.

As soon as Gibbs left Ziva began thinking some way to get back at Tony. An idea sprang to her head.

Ten minutes later Tony was tied to the director's chair with some ropes made out of ripped fabric. Ziva walked slowly round him, taunting him and poking him. "Comfy Tony?"

"No." he gasped. Ziva had tied the ropes around his chest and arms painful tight.

"Good." she smiled. She daintily sat on his lap. She pulled his ears. "You have big ears." she said.

"You. Weigh. A. Ton." gasped Tony.

"That's not very nice." she pouted as she twisted his ear.

Tony gasoed in pain. "Please get off Ziva!" he begged.

Ziva pretended to think about it for a while before answering. "No! I am not finished yet." she grinned. Slowly she ran her fingers down the sided of Tony's face. "I'm your wife. I can do anything."

"We got divorced." croaked Tony.

Ziva clocked him one. "You need to learn that I am NOT a chick!" she leared.

Tony nodded. "Your not a chick." he agreed. He was just trying to figure out a wayy to escape when Mcgee walked in.

He stared. He kept staring. Ziva stared back. Tony stared back. "Help!" pleaded Tony.

"Fat chance." said Mcgee. He turned to Ziva. "Gibbs wants you two downstairs in the lab. He said it was bad for you two to be together alone. I can see why."

Ziva smirked before swaggering off. Tony stared at her butt. "Quit staring at my ass Tony!" she yelled. Tony winced as everyone seemed to hear her remark.

"Please help me Mcgee." he begged. Mcgee smirked before taking out his iphone and snapping several pictures.

"This would make a great poster for my living room." he said. Then he knelt down and undid Tony.

Tony flexed his hands and neck. "Bloody hell." he moaned, "She is in a BAD mood."

"Your fault." comented Mcgee.

"Oh yeah." laughed Tony. "You were having a great time with Mrs Mcgee."

Mcgee wiggled his phone. Tony remebered the pictures and shut up. The look on his face could have melted steel. They both made their way down to the lab. Everyone was staring at Tony. He had a slight limp where Ziva had kicked him in the leg. He was going to carry his gun now - always. Then, when he thought about it, he realised guns didn't bother Ziva.

They both walked into the lab. Ziva was picking the dirt out of her fingernails with her big knife. Gibbs was drinking coffee. Lizzie was playing with a swiss army knife (present from Ziva). Abby was typing furiously into her computer.

"You've got a bit of a limp there Dinozzo." smiled Gibbs.

"Ninja problems boss." Tony smiled. He turned round and glared at Ziva. As Gibbs turned round he gave her the finger. Ziva shrugged, swearing didn't bother her.

Just then Abby's computer beeped.

Dun dun dun! I have to say this was probably the most fun chapter I've ever written Come on you have to have some Torture Tony! It's even better when Ziva's doing the torturing! Please review (gets down on knees and begs) please please please! Bye :)