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Ziva heard footsteps behind her as she sat on the bleachers in her school's football field. She listened carefully to where the footsteps were coming from. The footsteps stopped after a minute and he or she placed something on the ground before a hand lightly tapped her shoulders. As soon as the fingers touched her she grabbed the wrist, stood up immediately and twisted the arm while pinning the guy down to the ground.

"Ahh!" The guy screamed as he was forced down to the ground. "Ziva, Ziva, it's me Tony" He said half talking, half squirming. And with that Ziva immediately released her grip.

"Tony, I am so sorry." Ziva apologised as she got off Tony's back. "You should not have scared me like that."

"I scared you?" Tony asked. "I mean I just wanted to surprise you but... oh god" He said as he rolled his shoulders.

"I am so sorry. It was a reflexive instinct, you call it?" Tony chucked at her mistake.

"It's instinctive reflex." Tony corrected her. "And its okay, I'm fine. You don't need to apologize; I mean you're right I shouldn't have sneaked up on you like that. I should have listened to Nick in 'Men of War', which wasn't the greatest movie but had some nice action here and there-" Ziva rolled her eyes as Tony started with his movie reference.

"Tony."

"Oh right. Eh... just one sec." He said and he went over to the bleachers and grabbed his backpack and two cups of drinks. "Espresso?" He offered one of the cups to Ziva.

"Thank you, Tony." She preferred black coffee over espresso, especially overly sweetened one like this one but she smiled anyway when she took a sip.

"Come on Ziva!" Tony said enthusiastically as he stood up. He grabbed Ziva's hand, pulled her up and ran towards a small trail at corner of the field. "If we just walked through this trail, we would be on the top of a hill which is the place I have been telling you about. " He said as he pointed toward the trail in front of them. They continued having their conversation as they climbed the tree-covered hills.

As they reached the other end of the trail, Tony dragged Ziva to the highest point of the hill. She turned to see that below them was a beautiful view of the city. The sun was starting to set as they watched and all the buildings and busy traffic of the city looked really beautiful from the top of the little hill. "Wow, it is really beautiful." Ziva commented after a while.

"It's better with Christmas lights but it'll do for now. My friends and I used to play in the park down there when we were little." He pointed toward a park under the little hill.

They sat down on the edge of the small hill. Tony reached into his backpack and grabbed two paper bags out. He offered one of the bags to Ziva. "Dinner? It's from the best BBQ in town."

"Dinner?" Ziva was confused as she grabbed the bag.

"Well you know it six right now and unless you eat dinner at five in Israel I would say that you didn't have dinner before you came here. So I just grabbed something before I came here. "

"Oh thanks.' Ziva opened the bag and looked at what was inside. "Hamburgers?"

"Well, I know it's not exactly the perfect dinner but that was the only place around my house that I can actually afford. And the meat, it's not beef, it's lamb. It's odd but it tastes really good. They make the best BBQ sauce around here. The line was long but it's really worth it. It's called the best BBQ in town for a reason."

"Interesting" Ziva raised her eyebrows as she took a bite. "It is good. Although I would not say it is healthy." Or kosher, she added to herself.

"Half of the American foods aren't healthy Ziva. Anyway, what made you want to come here now? I mean it does have nice view right now but you didn't know we were coming here and it's going to get dark soon."

"I just had some free time tonight." She shrugged her shoulders. "So what about you? Your parents are fine with you eating dinner out here?"

"Eh. My dad's probably not home yet." He shrugged.

"What about your mother?"

"My mom died few years ago. And my ex-step-mom moved out when she divorced with my dad."

"Oh... I am sorry"

"It's okay. I'm already over with the 'sensitive' stage. So what do your parents do Ziva?" Tony asked.

"My mother lives with my younger sister, Tali in Tel Aviv. My father is... the Deputy Director of Mossad." Ziva said hesitantly.

"Deputy Director of Mossad? Wow." Tony raised his eyebrows as Ziva answered his question. For the next few minutes they were both quite. Nobody said anything in the awkward silence until Tony broke the silence by talking about movies again.

"I think I saw this in a movie once except that the ending is sort of different since it's like a roman-"

"Tony" Ziva cut him off looking annoyed but was actually grad that he was at least saying something.

"Sorry. But you know it is such a cliché of romantic scenes to be located somewhere-." Tony knew better than to talk about movies again but that was all he got for a conversation at that point.

"I do not know that since I do not watch movies."

"You don't watch movies?" Tony was surprised.

"No. And I do not watch television either."

"Wh... what? How could you live without TV?" Tony was now really surprised.

"Well I never said I did not have a TV, I just have never turned it on. Actually I do not think it has been used since it was brought into my house... except for once when my father watched news on it."

"If you don't watch TV what do you do in your free time then?" Tony asked

"I like reading." Ziva answered, to which Tony started laughing at.

"Reading? Really?"

"Why do you not read here?"

"Well I never read anything outside of school except for my magazines maybe."

"Yes, your 'magazine collections'" Ziva smirked. "And I just do not see the point in watching TV."

"Well trust me it's probably more fun than reading." Tony replied. "Although there is just one more thing." Tony grinned. Ziva narrowed her eyes and just when she let her guard down for a second, a snowball ended up hitting her arm.

"You did not just do that."

"But I did. What ya going to do about that, Zee-vah?" Tony teased Ziva.

Ziva smirked and grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at Tony. The two teenagers started to play in the snow throwing snowballs at each other. Before they knew it, it was already dusk.

"It's already 0630. Time flees when you are having fun."

"Time flies." Tony corrected her.

Ziva threw her hands in the air. "English is so much more complicated than any of the other languages I speak."

Ziva started to cough when they walked towards Tony's backpack. "You okay Ziva?" Tony asked. "You know I usually love it when girls where less clothes, but uh, if you stay out here longer in that jacket you're going to freeze to death." Tony commented as he for the first time realizing that Ziva was only wearing a thin jacket on top of her shirt. It wasn't so cold during the day but it is an evening in Febuary so it was probably not the most appropriate clothing. "Here" Tony said as he offered his winter jacket as he took them down.

"Now you will freeze to death. I am fine Tony it is really not that cold." Ziva tried to convince Tony but she ended up coughing more when she finished.

"I'm wearing a hoodie." Tony pointed out. When Ziva still didn't accept his offer, he put his jacket around Ziva anyway and pulled her close to him. Then in his head he started to think about all the movie scenes this reminded him off. But he shook the thought away to try and focus on what's happening and he swallowed hard when he realized how dangerously close his face has gotten to Ziva's. He looked at the girl standing so close in front of him, she was beautiful, strong, and unlike any other girls he'd ever known in his life. Her eyes sparkled like shining stars. Come on, he thought to himself, that's all you got? It's like the corniest line ever, although he actually meant it this time when in fact he never really meant half of the compliment he gave to his ex-girlfriends, even Jeanne.

They stayed quiet and looked each other in the eyes for several minutes but to them it seemed like a lifetime. Usually when a boy got too close to Ziva, he would be on the ground by now but this time she did not move. How could you let your guard down like this around Tony when you had known him for like less than 12 hours, she reminded herself. Actually not only had she completely let her guard down around him she also had this feeling inside her that made her feel safe and warm around him. That is ridiculous, she told herself, you are just finding excuses, you do not even know him.

When the wind blew and she shuddered, Tony pulled her even closer. They started to lean toward each other but this time Ziva cleared her throat. "I...uh...we should probably go back. It is already dark."

"Yeah." Tony agreed as he let go of Ziva. They walked through the little trail carefully because there were no light, but when they got close to the school they relaxed.

"So Tony, I will see you tomorrow at school?" When Tony raised his eyebrows Ziva asked, "You drove here so your car is in the parking, no?"

"Drive? I...but...I'm fifteen, I can't drive when they don't give me a licence." Tony answered the unexpected question.

"Right." Ziva said in realization.

"Wait Ziva, do you know how to drive?"

Ziva chuckled and gave Tony big grin. "Do you really want to know?" Ziva asked raising her eyebrow in amusement.

"Maybe not." Ziva gave Tony a dark chuckle. "Where do you live? I'll walk you home."

"It is your opposite way, it is fine, you do not have to Tony."

"No, it's okay it's not as if I have anything better to do." Tony insisted.

"No really Tony, you really do not need to. It is not even that dark yet." Tony wanted to press further but when he saw Ziva switch back to her no non-sense, unreadable expression he gave up.

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow." Tony said when they got to the intersection.

"Bye Tony" Ziva said as she started to cross the street. When Tony couldn't see Ziva anymore he turned and started to head back home too.


I'm not exactly happy with this chapter but I tried my best and I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense or is a little off. Anyway...

TBC and please review