A/N: Here it is, the next to last chapter! This was supposed to be up friday night, but the sight was spazzing out, and I could barely get into my account. So I've been monitoring the log in, waiting to see when it would be up again, and now all is good. :D
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Officer Segel watched Ziva with a smug smirk, letting his eyes flick to Tony's arm briefly. She narrowed her eyes at him, but nudged Tony anyway, and immediately missed the feeling around her shoulders. Giving an almost imperceptible nod as a response to the officer's earlier statement, Ziva clenched her teeth as the Segel's smirk grew.
Finally, as the smirk was threatening to turn into an evil grin, he gestured for the elevator doors.
"Please, NCIS agents first."
The group obliged, Tony and Ziva somewhat bitterly. Abby and McGee kept sharing confused looks, and the forensic scientist had all but fastened her self to Tim's arm. Officer Segel smiled as though this happened everyday, which only made Ziva and Tony more frustrated.
As the elevator doors dinged open, Segel stepped out first, motioning for the quartet to lead the way. Ziva glared at him and stalked ahead, Tony speeding to catch up with her. Abby and McGee stayed close together, forming a barrier between their friends and Segel.
Catching up with Ziva, he slowed down again to match her stride, duplicating her determined stare at the same time. Not breaking the flow of her steps, Ziva leaned in closer to Tony.
"Why is that you weren't surprised at Officer Segel's appearance?"
Tony didn't look at her as they kept walking, but answered, "Well you know, I figured he was Mossad, he sure looked it, so his appearance didn't really bother me. I've gotten used to certain Mossad officers popping up when I least expect it."
"You know what I meant."
Tony's face sobered, and Ziva knew that he would give her a real reply this time.
He sighed a little, but told her, "I heard you talking in the parking lot. I figured he'd turn up sooner or later."
He looked down, meeting her surprised face.
"I was going to ambush you, and try to talk again," he explained.
Ziva nodded in understanding, then cocked her head to the side as a grin overtook DiNozzo's features.
"What?"
"Seemed like you couldn't get away from me, Zee-Vah."
"Who said I wanted to?"
Tony didn't have anything to say to that, but his smile shrunk from his signature beam down to the smaller, but even more genuine grin that Ziva loved. She smiled back at him, and the pair barely noticed that they had stopped walking until Abby and McGee cleared their throats. Tony kept looking at Ziva as her head snapped up, seeing that Officer Segel was smirking again. She looked away from him and led the way to the bar, but not before glancing up at Tony once more.
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"Why are you here?" Gibbs demanded, despite the fact that he had already asked the question once before.
The team had found Jenny and Gibbs toward the back end of the bar, elbows resting on the bar counter as they had leaned into each other, laughing. Gibbs hadn't been too happy with the interruption, especially after he met the unexpected visitor.
"To discuss why there were two Mossad officers shooting at Officer David and Agent DiNozzo."
"You haven't really done such a spectacular job with that so far," Gibbs said, ice in his voice.
Officer Segel had played the same game with Gibbs as he had earlier with Ziva, claiming that the matter was classified. The only thing was, Gibbs didn't play games.
"And they're my agents. Tony and Ziva."
Segel raised his eyebrows. "Oh? I was under the impression that Officer David was just a liaison."
Gibbs gritted his teeth, but Jenny stepped in before he could speak.
"And I was under the impression that Mossad didn't have rogue officers."
The comment made Segel tear his eyes away from Gibbs, who was still glaring at him.
"If I recall," he started, "there was an NCIS agent shooting as well."
"Being investigated," Jenny stated coolly.
Officer Segel nodded, turning his attention back to Gibbs.
"Ziva is one of us," Gibbs growled.
"For now."
Gibbs strode over so that he was within arms length of the Israeli. Looking at his team, who was standing off to the side, he jerked his head, signaling for them to wait in the lobby.
"Yes, Boss," Ziva responded, making sure Officer Segel got her message.
The officer smiled, still looking at Gibbs.
"Not you Officer David. You stay here," he ordered.
Ziva stopped, along with the rest of the team. Gibbs motioned for them to go again, and Abby left with McGee. Tony didn't budge, which only made his boss roll his eyes.
Ziva stared at Segel defiantly. "Gibbs told me to leave."
The man turned away from Gibbs, who was now smiling smugly, to look at Ziva.
"I ordered you not to."
"You are not my boss."
"Your father--"
Ziva cut him off, "You are not my father either."
With that, she spun on her heel, leading Tony out of the bar, who shot Segel a triumphant grin. Officer Segel was left steaming, while Gibbs grinned.
"Ah, so that's what this is about. You're hear to tell us to stop being so damn welcoming, because Daddy David is upset that his daughter likes us more than you."
Jenny smiled, it was comments like that one that reminded her of how alike the younger Gibbs and DiNozzo had been.
Segel turned to face him, fury in his eyes.
"She is still a liaison officer."
Gibbs and Jenny smiled again, looking at each other before answering, "For now."
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Gibbs and Jenny walked out to the lobby just as Segel was passing Tony, Ziva, McGee, and Abby. Segel opened his mouth as though to snarl something at Ziva, but decided against it when Tony stood up. Gibbs figured that the Israeli didn't want to start a scene. As Tony sat back down next to Ziva on the love seat, swinging his arm over the back of the couch, Gibbs started to yell something, but Jenny shushed him. At first he rounded on her, but upon meeting her calm stare, he softened, not saying anything.
As he walked over to where the team was sitting, McGee quickly jumped away from Abby, but Tony didn't move as he stared at Gibbs. All eyes darted between the pair, waiting for fireworks that never came.
Gibbs only said one thing, keeping his voice level and even. "If you lovebirds are done playing grab-ass, you had better start packing. We leave tomorrow morning. Do not be late."
He stalked off, but Jenny lagged behind. "You should probably get something to eat first, I know you didn't eat dinner yet, and knowing Jethro, you most likely won't be getting a full breakfast tomorrow."
All four nodded, watching her walk after Gibbs.
"You better get a move on then, Probie. Once in a lifetime chance to take a girl on a date in Paris."
McGee blushed as Abby grinned, punching Tony lightly. Even so, the junior agent offered his arm to Abby, and they walked out of the lobby, leaving Tony and Ziva alone.
"What about you? Are you ignoring the once in a lifetime chance in favor of a movie night?" Ziva asked, smiling at DiNozzo.
He grinned in return. "No, the movie night can wait."
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"A pizza? Really Tony? We're in France and you order pizza."
"You'll see."
Ziva gave him a disbelieving look, but followed him anyway. He hadn't told her anything as they strolled the streets of Paris. Grabbing her hand, he cut across the road, over to the park where they had been earlier. They sat down on the same bench for the third time during their trip, the difference being that they were all smiles now.
Tony kept the box on his lap, and Ziva smirked a little as she grabbed a slice.
"Only you would know where to get pizza in Paris."
Other than that, they ate in silence, and when they were finished, Tony smiled, interlocking his fingers behind his head.
"So does this beat McGiggle's idea of going to a cafe?"
Ziva put on a thoughtful face, resting her head in his shoulder.
"It does in my journal."
"Book, Ziva,book."
