Author's note - hey! I have now found out I can write fanfic on my phone so I should get chapters up quicker!
"So, how do you like it?" asked Tony.
"It is amazing!" replied Ziva.
"I thought you'd like it!" He had a smirk on his face.
When they had got sat down and Tony had ordered Champagne they noticed that a silence had descended on them.
"What's up?" asked Tony after the silence had got too much for him.
"Nothing," she replied, " just thinking."
"Are you still fretting over Gibbs?"
"I don't understand. Why would I be threatening over him?"
Tony laughed. "Fretting Ziva, not threatening. It means worrying. Are you worried?"
Ziva didn't know what to say. "I, I guess I am."
"Hey, Zi. I told you I would figure something out! Just stop worrying and enjoy tonight."
"You are right. I am sorry Tony. Please can we not talk of this again?"
"Whatever you want Zi. Whatever you want."
Eventually their food arrived and the only sound from the table was one of eating and drinking with the occasional laugh when they realised that they were staring at each other.
Once the meal was over and Tiny had rejected Ziva's offer to pay, they walked back to the car. The dinner had been lovely, rich conversation to match the food. As it was a beautiful summer evening, they had decided to walk round the park once more but Ziva's medication had worn off, leaving her unable to walk any more than a few steps before falling. Luckily Tony wad very sympathetic to her situation and decided a nightcap at home would be just as nice. No matter how much Ziva said she hated sympathy, it felt nice to her knowing that he was thinking of her. They got home to find multiple missed calls from Gibbs.
"Uh, oh! Looks like I'm in trouble!" remarked Tony.
"What have you done now? Fall asleep at your desk again?" Her tone was playful but Tony sensed worry in there somewhere.
Tony picked up the phone.
"What the hell do you think you're doing Di'Nozzo?" Gibbs sounded angry and was shouting so loud Tony had to put the phone away from his ear.
"I, I don't know what you're on about Boss."
"To hell you don't! You were out with Ziva! What the hell happened to rule 12?"
"We went out yes but as friends!"
"Didn't look to friendly to me, looked romantic!"
"Boss, we are friends-"
"You have wanted to be more than that for years!"
Ziva snatched the phone off him.
"Gibbs, listen to me."
"Ziva! Can you please explain what is going on between you and Tony?"
"We, we are... It's complicated" she said, using a word she once denied have that meaning.
"Are you sleeping with each other?" his voice was tired.
"No, we are not"
"Ok."His voice was tired but annoyed. The line went dead.
The room went silent as both of them were trying to let what Gibbs had said sink in.