Chapter 4- Friends or Lovers?
Ziva p.o.v
We arrived first thanks to my driving, which I have to admit is actually getting much closer to American standards thanks to Tony, apparently hear you don't have to drive fast to avoid road side bombs. Still McGee looked like he was about to have a heart attack and throw up when we arrived at the crime scene.
A few moments after we pulled up Gibbs and Tony pulled up, Tony was wearing an expression I was not used to seeing on him, it looked like fear, disappointment and sadness all rolled into one, not an expression that would be formed due solely on Gibbs driving which could actually be rated worse than mine. When he got out of the car I shot him an 'Are you okay' look, which he avoided even though I knew he had seen it and went straight to work.
Now that was strange if anybody could find an excuse not to work it was Tony, Gibbs whispered something in his ear I could not quite make out. Whatever he said it has put DiNozzo in this strange mood and is obviously the reason for Gibbs making me ride with McGee. It must be serious; I make a note to ask Tony when we get back to the squad room.
Tony p.o.v
I could see Ziva looking at me; even though she didn't talk to me her eyes wouldn't shut up. She wanted to know if I was okay and what Gibbs had said to me. I was just about to say something witty and joke around with her, but remembering my conversation with Gibbs I decided against it, I know this surprised Zi because normally I would take any opportunity to not work and mess around with her.
Is that what we did mess around, have a laugh or was it more, telling Gibbs we were just 'friends' sparked something inside of me it didn't feel right but then I have never had a relationship with a girl that lasted longer than a few weeks even my mother died when I was 8, Ziva is the first constant female figure in my life for a long time. I know Ziva has never had a long term relationship either being a Mossad ninja assassin didn't give her much time for kisses, cuddles and cute romantic dates.
Feelings however is not really talk much, it's not our strong point. I cover my feelings with practical jokes and making people laugh, Ziva masks her with exercise, keeping fit and work and that is how it is, how it has been since she arrived and it works for us.5 years on and we still haven't talked about the day her brother was killed after he killed my best friend and practically my big sister, Kate, I miss her every day and it took quite a while for all of us to realise Ziva was nothing like her brother, she's a tough nut to crack but once you navigate past he Mossad-influenced exterior and her inability to grasp cultural references, she's great.
Suddenly I felt a sharp pain to the back of the head, a Gibbs slap. Ow "what was that for boss" I ask genuinely having no clue why I now have concussion. "You have been dusting that same table for prints for 5 minutes staring off into space, I just helped you back to reality" I reply with a "oh thanks boss, won't happen again" I carry on my work wondering if I do really have feelings for Zi and wondering whether she has them for me too.