My gosh, hello everyone! It's been forever since I was last on here and I'm incredibly sorry. I had planned on finishing this story in 2013, Cote de Pablo never leaving and quickly moving onto another show…but clearly things never worked out haha. I'm going to try to wrap this up quickly considering there's less than a month left, Tiva is potentially reuniting on the show and Miss de Pablo and Mr. Weatherly are on the road to a brilliant career. Although, I haven't watched the show since PPF, I will say how nostalgic it is to see Michael go and spread his wings. I know we will all feel the same about him, as we have with Cote spreading her wings… no Dovekeeper pun intended.
Life has been incredibly busy for me this past year as I finish my last two weeks of my college career. In these same two weeks, I will meet Cote again which is insane to even think about. I never thought in 2013 that I would have met her twice in the span of five months. Life works in crazy ways, let me tell you.
Enjoy, my friends and my foes, or whoever may be reading this.
xoxo
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"This fits weird!" Ty groaned, grabbing the white collar of the small shirt he had on while his mother held out his arms.
"Hold still, please." Ziva muttered and tried slipping on the black suit coat over his arms. "My love, you have to be patient,"
"Why can't I just wear my Batman?" He threw his head back, pouting.
"Because this is a wedding, Ty. No one here needs saving," Ziva tried to reason, finally slipping the suit coat onto her son and fixing the front of his appearance.
"I would save you if you needed it, Ima." Ty smiled, standing on his tippy toes because his black pants to match his suit coat were dragging on the ground.
"Thank you, my love." Ziva kissed his cheek, admiring how cute he looked in his tuxedo as the ring bearer. "You will be an awfully great ring bearer today. I am sure of it!" She giggled, fixing his pants for him.
"Is Daddy coming?" He asked, tilting his head when he saw the expression on her face. A mix of sorrow and disappointment, the usual look he got when he questioned where his absent father had been the past few months.
"I am not sure…" She lied, unable to explain to him that Tony would in fact be coming, but with another woman.
"I think he would hit Mark," Ty commented out of the blue as Ziva stood up from the kneeling position she was just in. Ziva swallowed wrong after the comment he made, coughing immediately. "Mommy, are you ok?" He looked at her weird, the coughing continuing.
"I am fine," She muffled out in between coughs. She wasn't expecting him to ever say something like that, let alone know his father that well after not seeing him for such a long time. But, God. That little boy was so right, Tony would try anything to start a fight when it came to anyone she was seeing and why would today be any different? The worry sat in the pit of her stomach and the questions of why she brought Mark began to fill her head. Saleem's voice echoed in the back of her chambers, chanting how she would never love or be loved.
The voices…
They would never stop.
"I can't believe today's the day!" McGee exclaimed, checking himself over in the hotel mirror one last time.
They were in the Bahamas for their wedding, a place that he and Delilah always talked about vacationing at. Once wedding plans were decided, they thought it would be grand to fly everyone to the island and celebrate their wedding and honeymoon all together. However, there wouldn't be a wedding rehearsal because they both decided to just get it done, followed by the ceremony and then honeymoon time finally come. It would be easy enough to stay on the island for their honeymoon and everyone could enjoy their few days together in a hot, beautiful climate.
"You excited, Mc-Almost-Married?" Tony chuckled, walking in through the door of the hotel room. "Shit, it's hot in here. You sweating it up, Mc-stink?" He fixed his tie, cringing at the heat of the room.
"Tony, I don't need your crap today." McGee warned with a deep heave.
"You scared?" Tony asked, walking up behind him.
"Well, yeah… it's not like anyone I know has had a successful marriage." McGee admitted truthfully, still feeling sorry for Tony.
Tony looked around the room, avoiding eye contact with McGee after his marriage comment and headed towards the room's patio. "Woohoo, look at all those babes in bikinis! What a great view you have, something my room definitely doesn't have."
"Really? You're looking at other woman when Lisa is just around the corner?" McGee asked in confusion.
Tony shrugged, returning over to the younger man and setting his arms on his shoulders. "You and Delilah are going to make it. I have no doubt."
-x-
"Oh my goodness, Bella! You look like a princess!" Delilah exclaimed, rushing over to the tiny flower girl who was dress in light white and pink ruffles. Isabella beamed, ear to ear and looked towards her mother for approval. Ziva, who was now dressed in her maid of honor dress, smiled back at her daughter.
"You look absolutely stunning, Delilah." Ziva said, giving her friend a hug.
Isabella tugged on the hem of her mother's dress, holding up her flower basket for her mother to fill.
"She is so excited to throw these, you have no idea!" Ziva laughed, walking over the bed where the flowers for all of the bridesmaids lay. She filled Isabella's basket and lowered it back to the ground for her to take.
"Are we ready?" Delilah's father creaked open the hotel door, awaiting to see his daughter in her wedding dress and start the wedding.
"We are." Delilah smiled, giving herself one last look over in the mirror before joining her father at the door. The rest of the bridesmaids filled into the room, "aw's" echoing off the pale green walls and a father's tears hitting the gritty carpet.
-x-
Dun dun dun dun dun
The church bells rang as the bridesmaids made their way down the aisle. Tony and Palmer stood at the front of the aisle, each awaiting the women. A few women they didn't know were first down the aisle, followed by Breena. Tony's heart dropped to the ground as soon as Ziva walked out, looking beautiful as ever. She was wearing a light purple, skin tight dress that clung to her hips and ass, coming just above her knee and rising to her thigh every step. He could read her like a book in that very moment. She was avoiding eye contact with him and he knew she was well aware that he was watching her every move. But, she did make eye contact with one person and smile. Tony glanced to see who she smiled at.
Wait-
He was-
That's the fucking-
Noooo
She wouldn't-
Would she?
What the fuck is he–
The fucking doctor?
Dr Douchebag?
I'll fucking kill him.
If this was a cartoon, there would have been steam coming out of Tony's ears by the time Ziva had finished walking over to the ladies side of the ceremony.
His mind went blank when he looked back at the door and saw his two prides of joy emerging. One, dressed like a little bond in his tuxedo and the other a gorgeous princess, a clone of her mother walked down the aisle side by side. Ty was holding a black velvet pillow, the rings on top while Isabella slowly threw one petal at a time onto the ground from inside her basket. They had a good stride down the aisle, both staring at the people seated around them. However, suddenly Isabella stopped in place once they reached the middle seating area. Her bottom lip drew out and she stared at the man in front of her, beginning to throw a handful of flowers at him.
She was throwing handfuls of petals at Mark.
Tony busted out laughing, clapping his hands and leaned his head forward to watch Ziva rush over to their little girl.
"No, no, tataleh. We have to walk to the end of the aisle with Ty, remember?" She bit her lip, raising her eyebrows at Mark before grabbing Isabella's hand and escorting her down the aisle towards her brother. She glared at Tony, still laughing in the corner next to McGee and had her children follow her over to the women's side.
"That's definitely my kid," Tony laughed one last time, eyes meeting Marks as if to confirm the piss contest that would be coming.
Ziva stood visibly stressed, letting out a large sigh and putting on a fake smile as Delilah and her father appeared at the back of the aisle.