A/N: Decided to continue this. I don't own anything to do with NCIS.

Ziva and Tony walked back to their desks with smiles on their faces.

"Don't know why you two are so happy." McGee mumbled.

"Well probie why wouldn't I be happy?" Tony asked him.

"Because our Director has just informed us that we have to go to some dinner thing tonight with the FBI, CIA and your own personal favourite Mossad," Gibbs told him, "Still happy?"

Tony didn't respond. He just sat at his desk and sighed.

"And," McGee asked with sarcastic happiness, "It's black tie."

Ziva laughed, " You are complaining about wearing a tux? I thought james Bond wore one and you have an obsession with Bond movies."

"It isn't wearing a tux that is bothering me and I don't have an obsession. I'm just annoyed because I had a date tonight. Georgous woman. Funny, smart and now I have to spend the evening with probie and Agent Sacks."

Ziva laughed," I'm going to leave. I need to buy a dress and get ready. Where and when for the dance?"

"The Ritz-Carlton in Georgetown. Seven o'clock. Dinner, speeches, forced dancing," Gibbs told her, "You two go aswell."he pointed to Tony and McGee.

___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Tony stood nervously outside of the hotel waiting for his team.

"Oh shit." Tony said as the old lady next to him glared.

"Ahh. Agent DiNozzo. Nettie this is the man that killed Ziva's boyfriend. You remember Micheal don't you?"Eli david asked his sister.

"Yes he was a fine man but you I know you aswell don't I?" Ziva's aunt Nettie asked him.

"Yeah. Sort of. We talked on the phone once."

"Threatened to run over my intestines? Always been protective of my Ziva then?," At his embarrassed look she said, "I think it is sweet. Eli is just a miserable bastard. Save a lady a dance?"

"Ofcourse."

10 minutes later Sacks had came along with Fornell and Gibbs. McGee had ran up the stairs after Abby with her yelling at him for not even pretending not to stare at some blondes breasts and he was waiting nervously for Ziva.

"Shalom." Ziva whispered in his ear.

"Hey georgous. You're late you know. I've had to talk to your father and Agent Slacks but I did have the pleasure of meeting your aunt in person. I know you told me never to contact her again but she talked to me. Called your father a bastard - I like her and you look georgous." And she really did, she had on a long white a turquoise dress, with an embellished band under the bust. She had done her make up and left her hair down and straight.

"You said that already but thank-you. Now lets go inside. It is cold."

"I can see that. No bra huh?"

Ziva laughed but said,"Behave and you might just find out if the panties are missing as well." as she dragged him inside.

___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Tony and Ziva walked in and found their table. They were seated with Director Vance, Director David, Ziva's aunt Nettie, Gibbs, Abby, Agent Sacks and some Mossad officer who was leering at Ziva.

Ziva sensing that Tony was pissed leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Could you please try not to hit him? He is pissing me off aswell but my father would have you killed if you go for him so calm yourself down."

"And how do you suggest I do that when that asshole is staring at your chest without even trying to hide the fact he is doing and I can't even let it show that i'm pissed?"

"I suggest that you remember that if my father thinks i've forgiven you then he will drag my ass back to Israel. So suck it up."

Tony glared at the Mossad officer and asked Abby to dance. She ofcourse accepted wanting to ask him why he was so pissed.

"Don't ask Abby because I won't tell."

Abby laughed, "You know me so well. I thought 'don't ask, don't tell' only applied if you were gay."

"We both know i'm not gay Abby. Let it go. Have fun."

"I will find out eventually Tony. But I always have fun. You know the Mossad guy ermm Aaron or whatever his name was. Did you see the way he was leering at Ziva? I saw him trying to put his hand on her thigh a couple of times. I think she broke a few of his fingers for his trouble."

Tony laughed, "Sounds like my ninja."

Tony and Abby walked back to the table bot giggling about the poor Mossad officers fingers.

"So Ziva would you like to dance?" Aaron asked her.

"No. I am not really in the mood for dancing."

"Oh come on Ziva. You deserve some fun after the past few months, with everything in Africa and Agent DiNozzo here murdering Michael." Ziva's father said.

Aunt Nettie slapped him on the arm and hissed, "Behave!"

Ziva smile weakly and took the Mossad officers hand. Everyone sat quietly at the tabl until they hear a scream of pain. They all turned around and saw Aaron on the floor grabbing his groin and Ziva walking towards them witha smile on her face.

"He grabbed my ass." she offered as an explanation.

Tony and Aunt Nettie laughed.

"Want to dance with someone who won't grab your ass?" Tony asked her.

"No, but I would like to go home and I don't have a car yet."

"Thank god an excuse to leave."Tony said," Make sure you get Palmer home safe Probie, he's already had a few cosmos. Can't hold his liquor."

As they walked towards the car Ziva whispered," In case you were wondering, I don't have the panties on."

A/N: this seems quite long to me but maybe it that's just because it took so long to write. Please review:)