Glamour Magazine

by xperfectisboringx

Ziva bought a Glamour Magazine while she was at the store. She went over a couple of things, and had Tony looked at them. After eight years of marriage, they were still going strong from that magazine. Way better that the summary.

3. Compliment Each Other

Glamour Magazine;

Chapter 2: Compliment Each Other.

I always compliment her. Even on a bad day. I usually don't go one minute without complimenting her. I can really tell she loved it. And I can tell Ziva loves me. Everything about her makes me want to go crazy.

I don't know if she knows what she does to me, but she should know. I wish I could find someway to tell her that compliment, but there isn't enough words. If she only knew.

Ziva also compliments me. That really makes my day, so I can tell how she feels. It doesn't even have to be a good compliment. She could tell me that my socks look good, and it just makes my heart melt.

You would have never heard me say something like that before, but Ziva changed me. There is just comthing about her that drives me crazy, like I metioned before. I don't have enough words to explain it.

Today was not going very well, I had just got over the flu, we were stuck doing paperwork, and Ziva had been down in Abby's lab all day.

I couldn't take it another moment without her. I got up from my desk, and streched. "I'm going down to Abby's lab. Be back later, Boss."

Gibbs nodded, and I was on my way. I couldn't waite to see Ziva, to tell her how good she looked that day. As I stepped on the elevator, I saw Ziva standing there. She looked stunned. "I was just coming to see you." I said.

"Same here." Zva had pulled me into the elevator by now. "What was you wanting, Tony?" She asked me in that voice that made my heart melt. It was so full of emotion.

I stopped the elevator. "I needed to tell you something."

"Go ahead, Tony." She stood close to me. Almost touching. She now knew what she did to me.

"Everytime I hear you're voice, my heart melts. If you don't believe me, I wish you did. Your my everything, Ziva. I don't know what I would do without you." I got down on one knee. "So Ziva David, will you marry me?"

Ziva smiled as the tears fell from the assassin's eyes. Her walls were down. "Yes." She said. I put the ring on her finger. "I love you."

"I love you too, Ziva." I smiled. "And I shall compliment you everyday."