"Come on, Ziva, one more," Tony held the shoulders of a boy about five years old, the boy's mother looking on expectantly, "you can't leave this little guy out, can you?"
"Very well, Tony," she laughed and picked up the gun in front of her.
Tony gave the attendant a couple of dollars and watched as Ziva aimed and then fired a perfect shot in the center of a small star twenty paces away. "Amazing!" cried the attendant. "The lady hits 6 centers in a row!"
Ziva looked to her right and saw the line of kids holding large stuffed monkeys, sharks and fairies and bent down asking the little boy what he would like; he pointed at a rather odd looking dinosaur and the attendant brought it down and handed it to him. "Thank you! Thank you!" he screamed and ran over to show his mom. The mother thanked her and Tony and Tony ushered Ziva out of the booth, placing his hand at the small of her back.
"Come on, ninja, I want you to win me a funnel cake," Tony said as they sidestepped a pair of twins running with popsicles.
"I do not think I can win a funnel cake, Tony, but I will buy you one," Ziva said very seriously.
"I accept," he laughed and kissed her neck.
"That tickles, Tony," she chuckled as her shoulder rose.
"I know, that is why I do it," he kissed it again, "you look so beautiful when you laugh like that. And you take my breath away when you wear white."
Ziva didn't miss the reference to their wedding as she looked down at the simple white sundress she chose to wear today. Tony seemed to be in a much better mood than yesterday; this morning she'd made a point not to leave the bed until Tony was fully awake. Yesterday had been very difficult. Tony had been afraid and every bit of her felt his fear - he'd nearly broken her; broken every wall she had, every defense she could muster and her desire to stay, to tell him everything had nearly won out in the day filled with arguments, love and pain. They fought, made love then did it all over again - it was exhausting...and she wished it would never end.
Today, Tony promised not to push. They decided to come to this fair in Maryland on a boardwalk she didn't really catch the name of, and spend the day doing fun things. Seeing Tony here, tossing a basketball, riding the cyclone with her and cheering her on as she won all those animals for the kids filled her heart. When they'd gone down this morning to get the car they'd found it decorated with cans and streamers and a just married sign. Tony had insisted they keep it on but he gave once they got to the fair and removed the cans.
Abby, McGee and even Gibbs - because Abby left a note on the sign that read Gibbs helped too! had decked out the car.
The love she felt from all of them simply served to fortify her, convince her that what she was doing was the right thing. Abby...McGee, they could never survive jail. This was the right choice; and even if Gibbs could handle anything - she did not want him to have to deal with this mess. He'd saved her enough times that she indeed owed him her life. She owed him everything.
But she would fight; of that she was certain. Tony nearly killed her when he told her he felt alone without her - because she felt exactly the same way. How could she be happy - find any measure of joy without him by her side? He was the source of her smile; a smile she had thought herself incapable of once.
She bought him the funnel cake and proceeded to tell him how funny he looked covered in white powdered sugar - only to have him retaliate by feeding her a large, sugar heaped piece that spilled on her dress. But Ziva had the last laugh by proclaiming, "I am wearing white, Tony. It does not show."
"I want French fries and an Icee," Tony announced as he stood from the picnic table.
"You just had a funnel cake," Ziva stood with him and took the cake remnants and tossed them in the trash.
"There is no law that says I can't have fries and cherry ice. You love fries!" he grabbed her hand and pulled her to the food kiosks. Once they had their food in hand he took her down the wooden steps to the beach and while he was looking for a spot to sit, one of the mother's of the kids Ziva had won a stuffed animal for noticed and put down a beach towel for them in a primo spot as she called it then winked and walked back to her kids.
"Number two of the big three," Tony winked at her.
"Pardon?" Ziva ate the fry Tony offered her from his fingers.
"Picnic on the beach," he stated proudly.
Ziva recalled the big three of dates and laughed. "That is why you wanted the fries. You are a complete acorn, Tony!"
Tony looked at her sideways and slowly said, "Nut."
"Aha," Ziva sipped Tony's cherry Icee before planting it in the sand.
"Oh my God, Ziva David...DiNozzo! You did that on purpose!" Tony exclaimed.
"I did!" Ziva burst out laughing and reached up and touched Tony's hair, "The wind is making your hair look like a porcuswine - no porcupig! Did I say that right or did I hit a Shamu?"
Tony grabbed her waist and flipped her over onto her back before kissing her, "You drive me up the hall!"
They kissed again and when they pulled apart, Ziva asked, "Isn't that one right?"
"Only because it is you," Tony chuckled, "but for me it would be up the wall."
"Why would anyone drive someone up the wall?" She said as she pointed up and tried to figure it out.
Tony started laughing and kissed her again. They made out on the beach and stopped before the cops had to pull them apart. They finished the fries and Icee and returned the towel to the mother with thanks before taking a stroll on the boardwalk as the sun descended.
Tony grew quiet and Ziva just stood next to him with their hands entwined. She knew what he was thinking because she was thinking it too. This was their last full day together.
Author's Note: We are coming to a close for our eight days. There should be at least two more chapters though before Ziva leaves. And I will tell you all now - there will be more chapters after she leaves. I cannot bear not to answer the questions as I know the show will break our hearts. This has been therapeutic for me and I must say the story just came out - I really had no control over it.
I want to thank you guys for reviewing! You really are just wonderful! And Greeny - had to get in at least one more of the big 3 for you!
