A/N:

At the end. Also there are little spoilers for Valentine's Day during this :) And this is probably set before the previous chapter. Enjoy!

{ E.T. }

Kiss me, k-k-kiss me / Infect me with your love, and fill me with your poison / Take me, t-t-take me / Wanna be your victim, ready for abduction / Boy, you're an alien, your touch so foreign / Its supernatural, extraterrestrial

"Come on Ziva! It'll be fun! I promise!" He pleaded, almost getting on his knees.

"Huh, last time you made a promise to me, you broke it." She replied, trying to focus her attention back on her paperwork.

"Please don't bring that up again, you know it wasn't my fault. I'm sorry."

"I know."

"So, will you go with me? Puh-lease!"

"Why do you want to take me to the circus? Of all places in the world, you want to take me to the circus?"

"Yep."

"This is so stupid." Ziva contemplated the idea of going with Tony, and finally gave in. "Fine, but only if you tell me why."

"Cause."

"Wow! One word answers, please do not kill yourself by forming a proper sentence." She said sarcastically, and he started to laugh. "What time is it?"

"Five-thirty, tonight."

"Oh my gosh! Three words! I must be special!" And she started to laugh.

"You are." He mumbled before walking towards the elevator. She blushed. In public. "I'll pick you up at 5." And then the all too familiar elevator made its customary 'Ping'. Her heart told her to jump up at that second, run to the elevator, jump in with Tony and kiss him. RIght then and right there. But then, as usual, her brain took charge and told her to stay situated, right where she was. Today, was Friday, and they were at work, but at least that meant they were allowed to leave earlier, because the case had been 'open and shut', quite simple actually. The wife did it. And Ziva would never live that down, because Tony would always be 4 feet away from her, constantly reminding her about that time when he was right and she was wrong.

Five o'clock came sooner than expected, both parties were ready half an hour before because they each were excited for the evening's plans so neither were in a rush. As soon as the minute hand flicked to the roman numeral IX, symbolizing that it was a quarter to five, Tony grabbed his keys from the kitchen bench and headed out the door to go pick up his favourite probette. He was wearing a simple pair of dark grey jeans matched with one of his most expensive Lacoste polo shirts, washed in a royal blue. He knew the route to her apartment on the back of his hand. He hadn't been their many times, but when her drove to his partner's mysteriously private apartment, he memorized where he had to go right from when he stepped out from his pad. He tapped on the cream colored door three times and waited patiently for her to materialize in front of him. Only moments later, did the door handle turn and open, and before his eyes slipped out a gorgeous exotic beauty dressed in a ice blue silk dress, with a matching brown belt paired with midnight black, gladiator heels. It was only after she had shut her door that she spoke. "Ready?" He gulped, restraining the urge to push her back against her door and kiss her. Clearing his throat, he spoke.

"Yep. Lets go!" He possibly said a little too excitedly. She linked her arm through his and they walked in sync together, down the many steps and to his most prized car, his mustang. When they reached the car, neither were willing to let go, they were far too comfortable being next to each other. Looking into each other's eyes, she slowly pulled her arm back and processing what was going on around him, he opened the door for her, like a gentleman should.

"Thankyou, Tony." And with that, she took a seat in his car, and settled in whilst he walked to the passenger's seat. They peacefully drove to the location, with only the soft tunes from the radio playing.

Twenty minutes later they arrived to one of DC's most famous parks, and situated in in was a huge red and white striped circus tent, with palace-like posts out in front of it. Tony bought the tickets, and took Ziva inside. They were lucky enough to sit, not too far from the front, and on an elevation so they could see better. Both were mesmerized by the tricks the performers did, gapping at almost each trick performed. A young female who was one of the first to perform, did so many tricks with the hoops, some were practically unbelievable, one skill was when she was lying down on her stomach then pulled her legs over her head and put her feet just in front of her shoulders so her body formed a square. There were ponies who galloped in formation, group performers who swung on a swing-like platform then when they reached high enough, they jumped and went flying into the air, to be caught in a long and wide patterned sheet.

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"Wow! That was unbelievable!"

"I know right! Aren't you glad you came?"

"Yes, thankyou. And thankyou for inviting me, Tony."

"No problem, Sweetcheeks. Anytime. It's only 8, how about we go back to mine, order a pizza on the way, and watch a couple of movies?"

"Fine with me." And with that, they head back to his apartment. Five minutes later after they arrived, the pizza boy came with their pizzas; a pepperoni pizza with extra cheese for Tony and a Mediterranean pizza for the ever lovely Ziva David. She grabbed a couple of plates and glasses and took them to the lounge room table whilst he grabbed a bottle of red wine. He popped in one of his favourite newly released films, 'Grown Ups' featuring Adam Sandler, David Spade and Selma Heyek. Sure he could go on and on about the film, but he didn't want to ruin the atmosphere building around them.

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By the end of the film, Ziva was resting her petite figure in front of Tony's larger one, her hand holding her head up whilst his arm was gently draped along her waist. Just as the roll of the credits finished, she moved away from him unwillingly and put a different movie in, this time she chose Valentine's Day. She was actually quite surprised that Tony had a rom-com in his collection of DVDs. When she set up the movie, she slipped back in front of him and under his arm like she never moved. They both fit perfectly together, like two puzzle pieces. Both laughing at the familiar film, the stereotypes presented in the film, when Taylor Swift made 'blonde' comments about trying to fit her ginormous teddy bear in her locker. But the scene in which Jessica Alba's character's left her fiance, really made them think about the situation they were in. Did they really want to be alone, for the rest of their lives. No one to be there when you needed a hug for you when you cried. No one to be there when you needed someone's help, just to get through the day. Neither wanted to be alone. But neither wanted to be on their boss' bad side. All he wanted to do was kiss her, see if she would react the same way. She wanted to be filled with him, she felt empty inside but whenever he was around her, she would feel like that missing part had been filled. To be next to him, was so foreign. It was a long time ago when she was close to him, and that was under different circumstances. They were undercover, and that literally meant 'undercover'. Oh they missed that time. But if they were to be put in a situation like that, would there relationship be put at risk, because now they know so much about each other? He doesn't know what brought it on, but he was happy that he did.

"I love you."

"I know." And with that she turned around so she could face him, she looked into his emerald green eyes and continued. "I love you too, Tony." And just like in any sort of fairytale, they kissed.

"I love you more." He said breathlessly, as he unwillingly pulled his lips away from her blushing lips.

And with those last words being said, she knew that he wasn't using her, or just making it up so he could try to make her vulnerable. She knew that it was true, and she was so happy. The two friends; the two partners; the two lovers, stayed like that for the rest of the night, in each others arms enjoying each others' company and slowly falling into a peaceful slumber and he could feel her biggest grin on his strong chest, and that was what made him happy. He was finally able to be happy.

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A/N Cont.:

Heyy all! Sorry for the delay! But life has been hectic and I've just had so many tests and assignments to do, I've got a two-day maths test to study on three topics, one of which is trigonometry, which completely sucks! anyways i hope i've made you all happy by giving you and extra long chapter! Below is a link to the dress I was trying to describe above, oh and the reason its a circus is cause i just went to one recently and the things I saw were surreal! Go to a circus if you have the chance! They are uh-mazing! Anyways, before I bore you half to death, I just want to thankyou all for reading, favoriting and alerting! You guys are amazing! Oh this is not the end! hahaha :) Please review, muchly appreciated, even if its one word! haha

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