Title: Favourite Friend
Author: Trista Groulx aka dustytiger
Rating: T (same as the show, nothing explicitly naughty)
Disclaimer: I am an unmotived beauty consultant and frazzled barista who does not own NCIS, it belong to its creator, network, writers, actors, actresses and other people who bring it to life weekly, I make no money from having fun with these characters, just some much needed sanity. I also do not own the song which helped this fic to grow it belongs to Katie Rox, and likely SOCAN.
Summary: Tony goes to pick up Ziva from the airport after she buries her father, but she doesn't want to go home.
Notes: Time for a little bit of team bonding… I'm glad that parties went over well with folks. Well keep the warm happy words coming.
"…Don't leave me dear…"
After a great night of drinking and dancing Abby and Ziva took a cab back to Ziva and Tony's apartment. They both went up to the apartment laughing, looking for coffee and something sweet to eat before sending Abby home. When they got in they were surprised to see Tony, McGee and Gibbs sitting at the kitchen Gibbs was drinking coffee, and the two others had beers in front of them. The two women laughed when they saw the look the three men were giving them.
"Ziva how much did you two have to drink?" asked Tony when he saw her trying to navigate a straight line into the kitchen.
He got up, not quite drunk himself, but not sober either. He went over to her and wrapped his arm around her to steady her, not wanting to watch her fall in front of him. Abby grinned when she saw them, he was so tender and different when they were alone. She was also glad that night was going to end with everyone together. She was upset that a couple of people were missing but she understood.
"I do not know Tony," she giggled, kissing him sloppily.
He helped her to sit on the couch. She quickly pulled him toward her, and he knew better than to try to fight it. He kissed her back for a moment, then pulled away knowing that if she were sober she woul not like their friends watching them in a lingering intimate kiss; and he started to realise his friends didn't need to see that to see that they loved each other. The group just smiled at the couple, happy to see them acting like if even for only an evening. Often times at work it was easy to forget their relationship had changed, which was probably why the team hadn't changed either.
"There was the sake," Ziva stared to tell him. "Then we had something very red Abby bought those were good we had a few, and then Abby's friends started to get us drinks too. Then a couple of tables bought us shots to celebrate my bachelorette party. It was great!"
He laughed. "I'm glad you had fun."
He had never seen her drunk before, but he was glad she'd had fun. He was surprised she'd actually gotten into the idea of the bachelorette party, he had thought she would be at the apartment when he' gotten in complaining about not understanding the American tradition. Gibbs quietly got up and poured two large glasses of water giving one to each of the women and joining everyone who had moved into the living room. Ziva took it and took a big gulp of the water, curling in closer to Tony.
"Ziva you didn't tell Tony what you did today," Abby giggled. "Timmy you have no idea what you missed out on picking today for Tony's bachelor party."
"What are you talking about Abby?" McGee asked.
"Our sushi plate was a woman," giggled Abby.
"You didn't!" Tony exclaimed, having had friends tell him about the new fad.
"We did," Ziva told him smiling. "I had an American bachelor party."
Tony laughed. "You sure did. Was she hot?"
"Tony!" laughed Ziva, not sure what to say.
"I have pictures!" Abby exclaimed.
Both Tony and McGee practically jumped over the coffee table to look at the pictures on Abby's phone. Ziva just laughed, not wanting to stop him, but missing the warmth of him next to her. Gibbs just shook his head. After Abby scrolled through the pictures, Tony returned to the couch, where Ziva was soon curled into him again. Gibbs had settled on an arm chair, and Abby and McGee were on the love seat, occasionally whispering and laughing amongst themselves.
"So what did you do?" Ziva asked Tony after he looked at the pictures.
"We went for drinks then we went paint balling," Tony told her. "It was awesome."
"I am glad you had fun."
As the team talked, and shared stories, as well as switched to drinking coffee and water instead of more libations. As they spoke Ziva continued to be more affectionate than the team was used to, and it didn't take a genius to realise that Tony was getting uncomfortable. As much as Gibbs was happy to see his family all together, there were some images he had no desire to see. He knew it was time to get going, and that he was going to have to the voice of reason. He also knew that if he stayed much later he would be too tired to drive.
"Abs, McGee let's go," he told them, standing up.
"Sure Boss," McGee agreed.
"I just need to pee!" Abby assured him running into the bathroom.
Gibbs just smirked, feeling a little like he was babysitting as he tried to leave. Ziva had been inching closer and closer to Tony the whole time, and in her drunken state her usual restraint around her fiancée was gone. She kept kissing him, squeezing is legs, which he was clearly enjoying. As nice as it was to see them acting like that, he always knew when it was time to give them privacy, and they had started to pay more attention to each other than their guests it was time for privacy.
"You can drop me off at McGee's it's closer," Abby assured him as she put on her sweater.
"I don't think so. You're going home to your own apartments. It's bad enough those two are getting married in a week," sighed Gibbs.
Soon he got Abby and McGee out of the apartment to drive them home safely. The second they saw Gibbs' car drive away Ziva and Tony were all over each other. He was running his hands up her back, and she quickly began to let her hands roam over his stomach, finally getting to touch skin instead of the cotton fabric of his shirt.
"I can't believe you ate food off of a naked woman," Tony told his soon to be wife, suckling her pulse point.
"She was covered with banana leaves," Ziva reasoned.
"Whatever you need to do to justify it, but those pictures are hot Ziva. When I saw them I never wanted you more, and I couldn't do anything about it. Your being an affectionate drunk was not helping at all."
"I am sorry. Do you want me to fix that now?" she asked him seductively.
He nodded and kissed her softly as she began to unbuckle his belt. He grinned, knowing he would not be able to change her mind. The whole evening had been great, but he was glad it was over and it was time for them to be alone. He kissed her fiercely and she moaned softly knowing where this night would lead, and it was exactly what she wanted to end a perfect night out.
End Part 23
Notes: I can't believe we've only got a few chapters left. You'll see how they play out :D