Christmas
It was a little more than a month later and it was nearly Christmas time. Ziva hadn't had time to decorate for Hanukah at her place, but she had managed to ask Tony if she could at least put up a menorah at his place and he had more than willingly agreed to it. She was spending it there and to her surprise he had gone out of his way to learn the traditions of an typical Hanukah in Israel for her. This brought tears to her eyes.
She had spent some quality time with Abby that night and she was just now arriving at Tony's apartment and when she walked in she smiled. There was a Christmas tree in the window next to the piano and there were wreaths and other Christmas decorations as well as some newly purchased Hanukah decorations around the living room of the apartment.
Ziva was just standing in the doorway of the apartment amazed and smiling with one hand over her heart. She had never loved a man nearly as much as she loved Tony and she could feel the love as she walked into this place that felt more like home to her than anyplace else in the world did right then. Now, it looked like home too.
She could smell something cooking in the kitchen. She had not had dinner yet. She had had afternoon plans with Abby. Whatever Tony was cooking smelled delicious and she could not wait to have it. She put her purse down and walked toward the kitchen and found him pulling out some lasagna. She was overly fond of this sight of Tony and smiled at it.
Finally, he noticed her standing there and he smiled at her, seeing that she was happy about what she was seeing. He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her.
"Dinner is ready," Tony said. "It was my mother's recipe, so I can't take all the credit."
"You hardly ever speak of your mother," Ziva said with a smile on her face. "I am sure I will love it; by the way, I like this cheery decorating you have done."
Tony pressed a kiss to her lips and held her close to him. When they pulled apart, Tony went to get the dinner and brought it to the dining room, which he had never used before, but was using tonight along with his mother's good dishes that he had never touched before either.
Ziva complimented him and the dishes and everything. They took care of the clean up work together.
"So, since we're not with the rest of them, I thought it was inappropriate to watch the same movie as always. I say we watch a Christmas Carole," Tony said.
"The one by Charles Dickenson?" Ziva asked.
"The same, but in movie form," Tony replied.
"That sounds perfect," Ziva told Tony with a wide smile on her face.
Tony started to move off to get the movie, but Ziva caught his arm and spun him around. She pulled him right into her and their lips met somewhere in the middle. She held him tight in her arms and continued the kiss to the point where they were both nearly out of breath.
"I guess the movie can wait," he whispered to her, sensing the mood she was in.
"We will have plenty of time to watch it," Ziva reassured him. "I would not have had my first Christmas go any other way, Tony."
He smiled and pulled her back to him and lifted her right off her feet, bridal style, without breaking the kiss. He made his way toward the bedroom with her in his arms and gently set her down on the bed, as though she were made out of porcelain and was something that might break.
Tony could not have been luckier to have Ziva in his life, but she felt the same. She never imagined that she could be this happy with anyone in her life, but then she had never trusted any man the way that she trusted Tony. They were totally lost in each other for the remainder of the evening and late into the night, until they finally fell asleep in each others arms, right where they knew they belonged. It was truly the best Christmas or Hanukah that either one of them had ever had.
A/N - I know this one is a little short. I was originally not going to include it at all, but I thought we needed some more fluff, because fluff is amazing! Review and let me know what you think!