FANFIC NCIS : Cause for celebration
FANFICTION : NCIS
Title : Cause for celebration
Disclaimer : I don’t own anything. It’s just for fun.
Summary : After the events of ‘Spider and the fly’ Ziva finally gets what she deserves.
Rated K : A team story, with a hint of Tiva.
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The quiet street was suddenly filled with a happy hubbub as the cinema’s doors opened with a loud creak and people left the building.
‘Come on, Ziva. How can you not like this movie ? It’s a classic !’ Agents Dinozzo and David stepped on the bumpy sidewalk and followed the crowd. ‘Well classic does not necessary mean that everybody likes it.’
‘It’s so much more than that… Captain Blood is the best swashbuckling movie… ever ! Errol Flynn is just great. There’s action, romance. Besides you told me you enjoyed The Black Pirate, I thought you would like it as well. You can’t deny…’ Tony interrupted himself in the middle of his sentence and stared suspiciously at his partner. ‘You’re kidding me, right ?’ Ziva smirked smugly and walked past him ‘you’re so easy to fool, Tony’.
‘All right, miss David, mock me if you want. But you have to admit : It is a great movie.’ Ziva laughed and shook her head. ‘It was not bad’ she finally admitted. ‘But the seats were very unconfortable… and dusty. The building is falling into pieces.’ Tony made a face ‘It’s the only cinema in town that broadcast old movies non stop. You’ll have to get used to it because it’s my favorite.’
Getting used to watching movies with Tony. Ziva tried to decipher the meaning of his words. Was it the first of many movie nights ? Was it a date ? Unconsciously, she looked forward to it and the thought made her shiver with anticipation. Tony misunderstood her reaction and his hand gently brushed her neck as he zipped up her jacket. His eyes then dived into hers and Ziva drowned.
Since her return from Somalia, a year ago, their relationship had changed. Ziva had been through hell in that camp. She had come to the point of no return, ready to die in the hands of her enemy. But fate had other plans for her. She was safe. Tony risked his own life to avenge her death, after everything she accused him of. She would never forget the emotion she saw on his face when Salim brought her in that dusty cell. She would never forget his words as they faced eachother, tied up. ‘I couldn’t live without you, I guess.’
And now, not only she was burdened with the memory of those terrible three months of captivity, but she was also frightened by the powerful rush of emotions she experienced that day. She knew Tony was fighting with his emotions as well. Abby told her once that he had walked like a zombie ever since he learnt about the Damocles’s wreck. It was very disturbing to know that she could trigger such a violent reaction from anybody. She did not deserve it. Her father did not even bother to come in person to see his daughter after her rescue. Why Tony would even bother to complete a suicide mission when he believed she was lost ?
Deep down, she knew the truth. But she was not ready to accept it, yet. Ziva broke eye contact with Tony, unable to hold his gaze anymore. She began to walk again but his hand hold her arm, forcing her to stop. ‘I’m sorry’ Tony whispered. Confused, Ziva looked back at him ‘for what ?’
She sensed his hesitation and frowned. ‘I promised I would attend to the ceremony. It was important and I wanted to be there. But…’
‘… you had orders, I know.’ Ziva interrupted. She paused. ‘Do not make yourself itch.’
The corner of Tony’s mouth rose up as he corrected her ‘ill. Do not make yourself ill.’
She smiled back ‘whatever.’
They walked in confortable silence, listening to the melodious buzz of the city. ‘Anyway. I had a good time tonight. Thank you.’ Ziva said.
‘Oh, you don’t get rid of me easily, sweetcheeks. The night is not over.’ Tony said huskily. His words took her off guard and she stared blankly at him. She hoped her trembling hands did not betray her nervousness.
‘What… hum… what do you have in mind ?’ she did not recognize her own voice. Tony gave her his trademark cocky smile before leaning closer. ‘Well, I was thinking… you… me…’
Ziva’s heart missed a beat. She was waiting for his next word… or move. She focused on his lips, hypnotized. Finally, he spoke again ‘and a plate of pasta.’
‘hum ?’ Ziva snapped out of her trance and looked up. Tony nodded and looked past her ‘Italian restaurant, right behind you. It’s a sign.’ Ziva slowly turned around. ‘oh’ her heart was still pounding in her chest. She tried to regain some composure. ‘I don’t know. It is late and… hum…’ She couldn’t manage a coherent thought.
She could sense Tony’s pleading eyes on her. ‘come on, Ziva. It’s friday night. It’s just dinner… please ?’ She drowned into his puppy eyes again and gave in. ‘all right, you win. But next time, I choose the restaurant… and the movie.’ She bit her lips as she suddenly realised that she unintentionally got caught up in Tony’s game. There would definitely be a next time, she was certain of it. Tony would gladly remind her these words. The young man grinned mischievously but remained silent. He hold the door open for her and they entered the noisy hall.
Instead of waiting at the reception, Tony pushed Ziva at the far end of the room. As soon as they reached it, a squeal shook the bartender’s glasses. Everyone turned around and watched as a little brunette jumped up and down with joy. ‘Abby ?’
The young woman smiled ‘welcome home, Ziva !’
Ziva looked back at Tony, confused. He smiled at her in return and shrugged innocently. Ziva narrowed her eyes. Innocent… Dinozzo ? I do not believe so, she thought. Tony winked. They walked to Abby and the young girl hold Ziva in a powerful embrace ‘congratulations ! we didn’t get the chance to celebrate your citizenship status properly, you know, with all that cartel’s crap.’
Ziva’s smile soon faded when she became aware of the people that suddenly surrounded her. Tim was here, along with his sister Sarah. Jimmy and his girlfriend were sitting at the bar, nearby. Ziva got out of Abby’s arms and looked on her left. Ducky and Jordan were talking to director Vance and his wife. Abby’s friend, Carol, was here as well. Not far from her stood Jackson Gibbs. Ziva searched the room and her enthousiasm faded away.
‘Looking for someone ?’ she nearly jumped and turned around. ‘Gibbs’ was all she could say. She stared at him in awe, unable to speak. He leaned closer ‘congratulations, agent David’ he whispered, as he planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. Ziva was overwelmed. She bit her lower lip and tried to contain the tears that were threatening to fall down on her cheeks. ‘Thank you’ she said shakily.
Sensing her distress, Tony went to her rescue. ‘Now, I’m starving. Don’t just stand up people ! what are you waiting for ?’
‘We’re waiting for you, Dinozzo.’ Gibbs said, giving a gentle slap on the back of his agent’s head.
***
The End.
Title : Cause for celebration
Disclaimer : I don’t own anything. It’s just for fun.
Summary : After the events of ‘Spider and the fly’ Ziva finally gets what she deserves.
Rated K : A team story, with a hint of Tiva.
***
The quiet street was suddenly filled with a happy hubbub as the cinema’s doors opened with a loud creak and people left the building.
‘Come on, Ziva. How can you not like this movie ? It’s a classic !’ Agents Dinozzo and David stepped on the bumpy sidewalk and followed the crowd. ‘Well classic does not necessary mean that everybody likes it.’
‘It’s so much more than that… Captain Blood is the best swashbuckling movie… ever ! Errol Flynn is just great. There’s action, romance. Besides you told me you enjoyed The Black Pirate, I thought you would like it as well. You can’t deny…’ Tony interrupted himself in the middle of his sentence and stared suspiciously at his partner. ‘You’re kidding me, right ?’ Ziva smirked smugly and walked past him ‘you’re so easy to fool, Tony’.
‘All right, miss David, mock me if you want. But you have to admit : It is a great movie.’ Ziva laughed and shook her head. ‘It was not bad’ she finally admitted. ‘But the seats were very unconfortable… and dusty. The building is falling into pieces.’ Tony made a face ‘It’s the only cinema in town that broadcast old movies non stop. You’ll have to get used to it because it’s my favorite.’
Getting used to watching movies with Tony. Ziva tried to decipher the meaning of his words. Was it the first of many movie nights ? Was it a date ? Unconsciously, she looked forward to it and the thought made her shiver with anticipation. Tony misunderstood her reaction and his hand gently brushed her neck as he zipped up her jacket. His eyes then dived into hers and Ziva drowned.
Since her return from Somalia, a year ago, their relationship had changed. Ziva had been through hell in that camp. She had come to the point of no return, ready to die in the hands of her enemy. But fate had other plans for her. She was safe. Tony risked his own life to avenge her death, after everything she accused him of. She would never forget the emotion she saw on his face when Salim brought her in that dusty cell. She would never forget his words as they faced eachother, tied up. ‘I couldn’t live without you, I guess.’
And now, not only she was burdened with the memory of those terrible three months of captivity, but she was also frightened by the powerful rush of emotions she experienced that day. She knew Tony was fighting with his emotions as well. Abby told her once that he had walked like a zombie ever since he learnt about the Damocles’s wreck. It was very disturbing to know that she could trigger such a violent reaction from anybody. She did not deserve it. Her father did not even bother to come in person to see his daughter after her rescue. Why Tony would even bother to complete a suicide mission when he believed she was lost ?
Deep down, she knew the truth. But she was not ready to accept it, yet. Ziva broke eye contact with Tony, unable to hold his gaze anymore. She began to walk again but his hand hold her arm, forcing her to stop. ‘I’m sorry’ Tony whispered. Confused, Ziva looked back at him ‘for what ?’
She sensed his hesitation and frowned. ‘I promised I would attend to the ceremony. It was important and I wanted to be there. But…’
‘… you had orders, I know.’ Ziva interrupted. She paused. ‘Do not make yourself itch.’
The corner of Tony’s mouth rose up as he corrected her ‘ill. Do not make yourself ill.’
She smiled back ‘whatever.’
They walked in confortable silence, listening to the melodious buzz of the city. ‘Anyway. I had a good time tonight. Thank you.’ Ziva said.
‘Oh, you don’t get rid of me easily, sweetcheeks. The night is not over.’ Tony said huskily. His words took her off guard and she stared blankly at him. She hoped her trembling hands did not betray her nervousness.
‘What… hum… what do you have in mind ?’ she did not recognize her own voice. Tony gave her his trademark cocky smile before leaning closer. ‘Well, I was thinking… you… me…’
Ziva’s heart missed a beat. She was waiting for his next word… or move. She focused on his lips, hypnotized. Finally, he spoke again ‘and a plate of pasta.’
‘hum ?’ Ziva snapped out of her trance and looked up. Tony nodded and looked past her ‘Italian restaurant, right behind you. It’s a sign.’ Ziva slowly turned around. ‘oh’ her heart was still pounding in her chest. She tried to regain some composure. ‘I don’t know. It is late and… hum…’ She couldn’t manage a coherent thought.
She could sense Tony’s pleading eyes on her. ‘come on, Ziva. It’s friday night. It’s just dinner… please ?’ She drowned into his puppy eyes again and gave in. ‘all right, you win. But next time, I choose the restaurant… and the movie.’ She bit her lips as she suddenly realised that she unintentionally got caught up in Tony’s game. There would definitely be a next time, she was certain of it. Tony would gladly remind her these words. The young man grinned mischievously but remained silent. He hold the door open for her and they entered the noisy hall.
Instead of waiting at the reception, Tony pushed Ziva at the far end of the room. As soon as they reached it, a squeal shook the bartender’s glasses. Everyone turned around and watched as a little brunette jumped up and down with joy. ‘Abby ?’
The young woman smiled ‘welcome home, Ziva !’
Ziva looked back at Tony, confused. He smiled at her in return and shrugged innocently. Ziva narrowed her eyes. Innocent… Dinozzo ? I do not believe so, she thought. Tony winked. They walked to Abby and the young girl hold Ziva in a powerful embrace ‘congratulations ! we didn’t get the chance to celebrate your citizenship status properly, you know, with all that cartel’s crap.’
Ziva’s smile soon faded when she became aware of the people that suddenly surrounded her. Tim was here, along with his sister Sarah. Jimmy and his girlfriend were sitting at the bar, nearby. Ziva got out of Abby’s arms and looked on her left. Ducky and Jordan were talking to director Vance and his wife. Abby’s friend, Carol, was here as well. Not far from her stood Jackson Gibbs. Ziva searched the room and her enthousiasm faded away.
‘Looking for someone ?’ she nearly jumped and turned around. ‘Gibbs’ was all she could say. She stared at him in awe, unable to speak. He leaned closer ‘congratulations, agent David’ he whispered, as he planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. Ziva was overwelmed. She bit her lower lip and tried to contain the tears that were threatening to fall down on her cheeks. ‘Thank you’ she said shakily.
Sensing her distress, Tony went to her rescue. ‘Now, I’m starving. Don’t just stand up people ! what are you waiting for ?’
‘We’re waiting for you, Dinozzo.’ Gibbs said, giving a gentle slap on the back of his agent’s head.
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The End.