Sorry about the wait.
From here on it will get interesting... Also Gibbs will appear as requested soon, but not by the way that it was suggested - but he will be in here; give it a few more chapters :P
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Tony wasn't expecting any visitors that night; he especially wasn't expecting who was knocking on his door.
"Ziva has her engagement party now," Abby stated when he opened the door.
"Way to kick someone when they're down," Tony stated as he looked between her and her company before holding the door open.
Abby had a quick look around, "Ziva was really here?"
"Yeah, last week. It was cleaner then. Tim told me he was dating you?" Tony clarified, "Who is this?" He added.
"Yes. I'm not here to talk about your friend. I'm here to talk about Ziva," Abby said.
"Who is this?" He insisted.
"She really likes you," Abby stated.
"I really like her," Tony replied.
"Enough to do anything to keep her away from Riley? Enough to not freak out with what I'm about to tell you? Actually you need to meet someone first," She said.
Once Tony caught up to her quick talking he nodded, "Okay. Hey, aren't you meant to be at the engagement party?"
"I already told her that I'd be late," Abby said, "This is Ziva's brother; Ari. Ari; this is Tony,"
"Okay..." Tony said a little taken back.
"So we all know that Ziva doesn't want to get married... To Riley. We have about a year to figure out how to stop it," Abby explained.
"Okay," Tony repeated, "I don't quiet understand what's happening here,"
"You are like the only person who will be able to get her out of it," Abby said.
"How,"
"You like her?"
"Yes,"
"Marry her," Abby said.
Tony stared between the two, gaping at the pair, before he finally found the right words, "Marry her?" He repeated, "I don't think either of is would be ready for that. I have been seeing her for a few weeks,"
"I didn't say ask her he next time you see her. I'm just saying to keep it in the back of your head when you're with her," Abby said.
"Abby, I can tell you mean well, but..." Tony trailed off.
"I think what he is trying to say is that he sees where your coming from but he doesn't want to get married yet," Ari said, "We can ALL find a way around it if you are not prepared to take that step yet,"
"But you love her?" Abby asked.
"I never said that. I said I like her. As I said before; a few weeks - not enough time,"
"But you can read her like a book. She really likes you. It's basically all she talks about. I don't mean that in a bad way, she talks about her situation - which is good. It sounds really bitchy, I like talking about you - we talk about Tim too-" Abby said.
"So you're saying she loves me?" Tony said.
"I wouldn't go that far. But it's not far from the mark. She wouldn't say that she loves you," Ari said.
"Once again; a few weeks!" Tony said.
Ari looked at his watch, "If we need to be back, we have to leave now," He said as he stood. Abby followed his lead. She almost made it to the door before she turned and looked at Tony again.
"Why aren't you going?" She asked.
"Ziva asked, but I said no. It wouldn't have felt right. Did you see what he did to her arm? I would have hit him," Tony said as he stood. Ari opened the door and then Tony added, "There is something that's playing on her mind," He said directing his attention to Ziva's brother, "She thinks that there is a reason that her father has chosen the Riley guy; do you know what that is?" He asked.
"Do you think we would be here if I knew?" Ari asked.
Ziva was beginning to get a little anxious. Abby wasn't there yet, and Ari had disappeared. She had her sister and her mother and some other friends but she was closest to them. She had excused her self from the main group and was now pacing in her room. She hated being centre of attention. She hated Riley. And earlier that night he had asked he to take the weekend with him after he found out she had been lying to him about when she was free, the fact that as soon as he said that in the next breath he was telling her to go away with him scared her. It made her wonder what he was really capable of.
She knew of somewhere else she would rather be in that moment. When her door opened she immediately demanded, "Where the hell have you been?"
"I was out; look, I bought you a bracelet to wish you luck," Abby said.
Ziva looked at her, "Why?"
"Look at it as more saying 'congrats for finding Tony' than 'congrats on your engagement',"
"Right. Where is Ari?"
"Outside. Ziva you need to relax,"
"How can I when I don't want to be here? When I am being forced into this?" She asked.
"C'mon Ziva. Let's go," Abby insisted as she grabbed Ziva's wrist and dragged her out of her room, "Everything will work out well in the end. I promise,"
When they reached her back yard Riley immediately found her and wrapped his arm around her waist, and whispered, "Having a good time?"
Ziva faked a smile and nodded.
"How about we give it another hour and we ditch this?" He asked. Ziva turned her head and looked up at him, but didn't reply.
Tony was woken close to midnight buy quick knocks at his door. Confused, he stood and walked in the direction of his door.
"Ziva?" He asked when he opened it.
"Were you asleep?" She said slightly icily.
"No, not really," He replied.
"Sorry. Can I come in?"
"Of course," He said opening his door more, "What's happened?" He said when she simply sat on his cheap lounge.
"Nothing,"
"Don't nothing me, you had your engagement party. Something clearly has happened,"
She twisted the silver ring on her finger until it came off before placing it on the coffee table in front of her before knocking it off with her foot, "After, while the party was dying down he took me up to my room and began to kiss me. But I could tell he wanted it to go further, so I told him to stop. He did. Then when I said that I wanted to wait he asked me why. I said that if I have to marry him, he can at least have the respect to wait until after we were married. He thought I was being disrespectful and he began telling me I needed to wake up to the fact that it was going to happen sooner or later," She suddenly stood from her seat and she looked in the verge of tears. Tony closed the gap between them and wrapped his arms around her.
"It will be okay," He whispered in her ear.
She sudden forcefully pushed against his chest, "Why does everyone keep saying that? They cannot possibly know what will happen tomorrow or the next day, and they do not know what it is like to have their choice taken away from them. I am scared of my father, because of what he is capable of, and I do not want to be any where near the man that is currently in my room. I do not understand why it has to be me. There has to be something that this bastard wants or needs from me or my family, I do not want to give him it. I want to give what ever the hell it is to you; only you. I couldn't care less if I had known you for a day or three years. I need to work out what it is-" She said tears of anger and frustration silently rolling from her deep eyes.
"Ziva, I think you need to calm down a little," Tony said calmly.
"I do not need to calm down. I need to hit something, anything," Ziva replied. Tony looked her up and down for a minute before nodding.
"Come on then," He said offering his hand which she took and then allowed him to lead her from his building.
"Where are we going?" She asked.
"Just hold on to that emotion," He replied as he led her a few buildings down his street coming to a stop outside of a twenty-four hour gym.
A few minutes later, Ziva was standing in front of a punching bag as she threw punches and kicked the bag with force. Tony stood a while away amazed.
"I don't understand Ziva, if you can do that; why don't you defend yourself?" Tony asked.
"Because it is not worth the repercussions," She replied, "And I would prefer to put myself between my father and my sister instead of letting her get hurt. Ah!" She exclaimed as she landed the punch wrong.
Tony rushed forward to help her, "Are you okay?"He asked as he removed her hand from the boxing glove.
"Yeah, just hit wrong. It doesn't hurt anymore," She stated as he took it off him and put her hand back inside.
"Do you want to hit me?" He asked.
"No, then I sink as low,"
"I don't mean that," He stated, "I mean me with the pads?"
"Oh, okay," She replied as she changed target.
She jabbed with her left hand before throwing a hook with her right. Tony caught both. She changed the combination without telling him and he still caught the punch. They began moving as she threw and he caught the punches.
"Feeling better?" He asked.
"Much," she replied as she stepped too soon and tripped over his feet, falling forward and landing on Tony who had fallen on his back.
"Sorry," She replied softly; her face centimetres from his.
"Why?" He asked with a small smile as he watched her look down at his lips as he talked, "I'm not," He added.
She shot one quick look up to his eyes before back to his lips. She began moving her face closer. He met her half way and their lips met in a heated kiss, which they both deepened. He managed to remove his hands from the pads and hold her at the bottom of her ribs.
She broke the kiss when he made a move to sit up. He looked at her with disappointment in his eyes, she smiled, "I think we should go back to your apartment," She stated.
"I think we should too," Was all Tony could manage as he watched her stand from above him and walked away as she - somewhat hurriedly - packed away what they had been using. He stood up and put the pads on the shelf before she walked back to him and kiss him. She moved as close as possible to him.
He broke the kiss this time; he took her hand and led her back to his apartment.
He unlocked the door with a little difficulty as his hands were shaking slightly in anticipation. Once he threw the door open he pushed Ziva against the wall; his hands running up and down her sides while hers found their way to the hem of his shirt and began pulling up on it.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked, his mouth close to her ear, "Are you sure you're doing this for the right reason; as in not to forget what happened earlier?" He asked.
"Tony, I am here with you. I want to be with you. I am doing this because I want to with you," She replies and she bent her neck and kissed his neck.
"Bed?" He suggested.
"Uh huh," She murmured.
He pulled her in the direction of his room as she lifted it over his head.
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