POV Tony
Driving home isn't the most fun thing to do when you're going home to a apartment when you are all alone. So I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and dialed a number that I do at least once a week while driving home. "Hello Tony." Ziva greeted me, she sounded tired, we all are after the long investigation.
The parking lot for my apartment building is almost full, it's fairly late to be out and about unless you a person like me. "Hey, do you want to go to the bar or something? It might be the last time for us to do that for a while, who knows how long we'll be in Rosewood." I offered her not really wanting to go home just yet, and I definitely don't want to sleep after McGee's new.
"Sure Tony, the usual place?" she asked me the just way that she always does. This is something that we do on a regular basis, and we never run out of things to talk about. Yet there are still so many secrets left unsaid…
Turning around out of my apartment turned to the bar that is three miles away. I'm lucky that it is so close to home. So when I got there, not to my surprise Ziva was there before me. She still drives like a crazy person, but I think that we have all gotten used to her driving by now, and I never thought that I would hear myself say that, but it is true.
"Hello Tony. Are you looking forward to tomorrow?" she asked me as I opened the tall glass door for her and let her walk in before me, I couldn't help but look at her ass as she walked by.
We took a seat on one of the tall stools. "Looking forward to? Not exactly. Seeing McGee's sister again, and solving Alison's murder? Yes." I informed her. I don't particularly enjoy having to wait on a plane doing nothing, especially if I have an isle seat.
The usual bar tender, Amanda, walked over to us. "Hey Tony, Ziva. What are you guy's having tonight?" she asked us. She has a long slender body, the kind that you can't not look at. She is a beautiful person, but I've given up on flirting with her after three long years.
I gave her the same charming smile that I do every night. "I think I'll have some strait Tequila. It's gonna be a long day tomorrow, might as well enjoy tonight while it's still here." I told her as I rested my arm around Ziva's shoulders.
Ziva pushed my arm off of her. "I'll have the same." she informed Amanda with a weary smile, to which Amanda went to go fill our orders.
"So how did we not know about Sar- I mean Spencer and her friend?" I asked Ziva as Amanda set my glass down in front of me, and Ziva's in front of Ziva.
She placed her hand on the small of my back and started to rub it. "Because it was his way of dealing with a family tragedy. We've all had our secrets. You of all people know that." she told my taking a sip of her Tequila.
All I did was take a drink of my drink. I didn't reply, didn't know what I would day if I did. So we just sat in silence for a little while. I did feel the need to give Ziva a movie reference I fought that, I know that she wouldn't enjoy that, she never does, even if that's is what I personally think is one of my best qualities.
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