I just came up with this when I was watching 'Shalom,' when Gibbs just materialized from Mexico and starts talking to Tony on the cell. It's a bit different than what I usually do, but I hope you like it. Don't own NCIS, of course. The genius Donald P. Belisario came up with it, and I envy him with all my heart. This is going to be really short, but I still think it's pretty good, since it's my first ever … Ah! You people think you're smart, don't you?
Gibbs shut the cell phone and looked over at Ziva. A single tear rolled down her cheek. He walked over to her and snaked his arms around her waist. "Ziva, what's wrong?" She didn't answer. He tightened his grip around her waist. "Ziva…" He urged. "Nothing. It's nothing."
"Ziva, that Mossad crap doesn't work with me. What's wrong?" Ziva parted from him, then went towards the unfinished boat. "I can't tell you. I just can't. I don't want to seem different in your eyes." Gibbs went over to her. "Ziva, if you're scared, it's okay. You have every right to be…"
"No, I don't. I could've- should've- arrested him. If I had, I probably wouldn't be in this situation, or at least not as deep in it. Besides, I was trained better than this…" Gibbs put his arms around her once again, and she did not move. "Ziva, no amount of training can keep a person from hiding what they feel. At least, not for long." Ziva looked up at him. "Oh, this is coming from the man whom I hardly ever see a single emotion or sign of emotion, other than an occasional smirk?" He smiled, the thing she loved more than his smirk. "Well, how about from now on, we tell each other what we feel, but no one else?" Ziva nodded. "That sounds like a good deal." He kissed her cheek.
Ziva had only seen Gibbs make this action towards Abby. The feel of his lips on her skin made her tingle all over, and her stomach tightened. Did he know she loved him? If he did, why was he toying with her? "What are you feeling now?" She whispered. "I feel like... I need to tell you… I love you." She grinned. "I love you, and the way you laugh, the way you screw up American sayings, the way you threaten Tony, everything." Ziva grinned widened. "I suppose you want the same from me?" She teased. "I want it, but I already know."