Tiva, you got a lot of 'splainin' to do!

Seriously, Ziva has stuff? What stuff Ziva? Tony annoys Ziva? Ziva turns Tony around and keeps her hand on his back? MAJOR Tiva! On another note, yay for a possible nanny for Vance's kids! I've never lost a parent, so that must be unbelievably hard on his kids.

Disclaimer: I don't own the title, it's owned by The Beatles. I also have no association with any movie references! The Sound of Music is owned by Ernest Lehman (screen play) and all music is owned by Rodgers and Hammerstein. I also do not own Humphrey Bogart.

Speaking Words of Wisdom

Ziva walks into the bullpen and towards her desk. She is happy Dex has gone to his rightful owner, which also means time away from paperwork. But now that she is faced with the arduous task again, she reluctantly reaches for a file.

"What's got you upset, sweetheart?" A voice imitating Humphrey Bogart says from behind her. Rolling her eyes, the Israeli looks up to a pair of sea colored orbs.

"You can stop now, Tony. You have now entertained us all with your exuberant performance as Humphrey Bogart. Let it lie." She snips, knowing she has no right to. The man, a damper now on his mood, says, "It's let it be." The woman stares at him trying to make sense of what her partner tells her.

"Whisper words of wisdom? Let it be?" He adds. Knowing she is in her own world now, Tony walks around the partition to sit at Ziva's desk. She is trying to ignore him, but to no avail.

"Start at the beginning." He notes as Ziva keeps writing.

"That's a very good place to start. Yes?" She retaliates wondering if he is amused she has caught on.

"Well, I don't know. You're The Sound of Music lover." He chides before becoming serious again asking, "What's eating at you? Really?"

Slowly setting her pen down, Ziva looks at him her face showing the slightest hint of sadness. She opens her mouth as if to speak, but immediately closes it wishing she could leave. Shaking her head, the female agent goes back to her report. Knowing his cue to back away, the man goes to his seat to finish his own report.

After a few minutes, Tony plays with his pen while commenting, "I meant what I said about the dog." Ziva skeptically looks up at her partner.

"You want a dog? Really?" She questions.

"Yeah. Someone to be there for me when I get home seems kind of nice." He points out. Ziva agrees. A dog would be nice to come home to. If she is lucky, years from now, maybe the dog could be there barking with a child coming up to hug her. The woman immediately decides to stop her thought process. She has no time for her own life let alone a dog.

"Would you have time for a dog?" Ziva questions her partner. Tony merely shrugs.

"I could always find out." He answers grinning. The female agent shakes her head at the man. In many ways he acts exactly like a child. Tony notices a smile creep up on his partner's face. Too nosy not to, the man asks for the reason behind the woman's smile.

"A dog would be nice." She simply states wishing she could simply finish her work without interruption. Her wish is granted when silence fills the room again. An hour later with two reports done, Ziva looks up to find Tony about to throw a paper ball at her head.

"Tony!" She lightly chides.

"I was bored." He grins then asks, "Are you gonna tell me what's wrong now?" Ziva softly looks at her partner.

"I am just worried about Vance's kids. They lost their mother, Tony." She fires out wondering why she just spoke so openly. The whole week she has been content to hold most of her feelings inside, but now that she is alone with Tony, it is like a dam has burst.

"It'll be okay Zi. Vance has everything under control." He states giving her a comforting smile. Knowing his charm is not fully working, the Very Special Agent walks over to Ziva's desk and adds, "He is not your father Zi. He will do right by his children."

Ziva smiles weakly at him as she squeezes the man's right hand in confirmation.

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