Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS - Unità anticrimine o anything having to do with it except i watch it a lot and i own 4 seasons of DVDs. Enda story. Not a very happy ending ;( I also don't own the song, but i'm okay with that for right now.
Jason Derulo's Queen Of Hearts inspired this, kinda. listen to it, it's my current Tiva song!----god that lista is gettin long:). as i said, i don't own it. sad, but true.
*****5:00 Monday Mornin'********
Ziva stared at him. Constantly. Whether it be in a silly photograph from a crime scene, his face-book page (he'd requested her so many times she didn't have room for anything else. She'd poked him to get the little hairy butt back,) o even più sweet yet, the real thing. Of course, he'd only ever caught her once. The first time she'd worked a crime scene, there'd been a gum wrapper that gave her away. Of course, she'd casually brushed it off as a professional necessity, "I"m observing you, Tony". Unless gorgeous brown hair has ever stuffed a sailor in a time capsule, there was absolutely nothing professional about what was going through her mind right then. Only herself and Abby knew the full truth. But Abby is as loyal as they come, so her most valuable intel is sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza with the scientist.
Unfortunately, this morning, the fearsome 4 had to go to a seminar on the value of saying what te mean, exactly, and nothing more, all the times. Whether it was in professional o personal contexts. This was the same 45 minuto long drone that was dato after every casualty. One of the tech guys had a cuore attack last week, so they found themselves in the same uncomfortable, cold, and smelly chairs in the un-heated conference room. Luckily, Ziva was saved from Gibb's foul mood afterward da getting to go on a Caf-Pow/Berry mango Madness/coffee run before checking if there were any crimes worth going to that day. When she arrived back to the bullpen, there was a little white envelope, and no major cases, so she decided to swivel back in her chair and read. It read:
Z, I don't want to wait for something. Wanna yplay 15 (20 just gets boring...) domande to find out what? shoot me a glare right when te get done Leggere if ya do.
T.
She IMd him along with her withering stare,
DarkAngel1: Sure. But if this is only for a pizza, you're going to get to see what I can do with a credit card.
MovieFreak933: I'm most definitely NOT talking about a pizza. Put the first domanda on my scrivania, reception while I'm hitting the head. Remember, no EX-Mossad freaky interrogation tactics that can magically read my mind. You're not the only one with the power to observe.
domanda #1: Is it a person, place o thing?
So they hit a case around mid-day, but it was a standard case. A Marine ticked the wrong people off. So consequently, they had to track those people down with the LA office which took forever, so Ziva's answer didn't come on the note card until late late that night, while she was visiting Abby.
Answer #1: Most definitely a person.
They had made excuses all giorno long to sneak away just long enough to have a card be delivered, but short enough so they could find excuses to take more. Tony had tried to egg McGee on into a paper football game, but he was too busy IMing his new online friend to even care. da the end of the day, they had gotten 7 domande answered. It went a little something like this......
domanda #2: Would I know it if I saw it?
Answer #2: I should hope so, yes.
domanda #3: Is it a shape-shifter?
Answer #3: Nope.
domanda #4: Would i think it's wonderful te want this, o very, very, shall we say, DiNozzo-ish?
Answer #4: I'm HURT my ninja! Both, but leaning più toward wonderful.
domanda #5: How long have te wanted this? Would I have heard te mention wanting this before?
Answer #5: Kind of.
McGee interrupted at this point, with a group IM to tony and ziva.
ElfLord234: What are te guys doing! Gibbs almost caught te a couple of times, te know. I'd either stop o clue me in so i can help cover.
MovieFreak933: Chill, McNosy. I've got this covered. Plus, it's classified. Way classified, Like you, SecNav, Vance, Gibbs, Fornell, your fairy character, and my left butt cheek couldn't scrape up enough clearance to read te in on it even if i wanted to yet.
DarkAngel1: Ohh, a little bit snappy today, aren't we DiNozzo? Don't worry, McGee, after i figure out what's going on, I will read te in on it. As long as te promise not to ever invite me to unisciti your fairy thing.
MovieFreak933: It's snippy, Ziva. and trust me, if te were ever on that "fairy thing", i wouldn't need te to help me with this so badly.
McGee logged out, so then Ziva and Tony did a few moments after, and their game continued.
domanda #6: Would i be able to go out and see this thing obviously?
Answer #6: I can guarantee that there is nothing like it anywhere else. Trust me, I've done my fair share of shopping.
domanda #7: When was this thing made?
Answer #7: Around 30 years ago.
domanda #8: If it's so old, why would te want to get it now?
Answer #8: I just found out about it around 5 years ago, plus it gets sweeter with time.
domanda #9: It's wine.
Answer #9:As much as I am a connoisseur, not at the moment.
domanda #10: Cheese?
Answer #10: Your headed in the wrong direction, my ninja.
domanda #11: OK, so I see this is about a woman.
Answer #11: Now we're gettin' somewhere.
domanda #12: No offense Tony, but I do not think Abby is your type.
Answer #12: She's not mine either.
domanda #13: No matter how much te pay her and no matter how good she looks in it, I will personally make sure Jeanne never ever puts a maide outfit on for te ever, EVER again.
Answer: #13: I'd pay $50000 to see that chick fight.
Gibbs interrupted with a schiaffo, smack of his foot on the desk. "DiNozzo, you're drooling." "Sorry boss, i just..." "Tony! I do not care. Just wipe it up!" "On it, boss..." Ziva shot him a devilish *should have kept your composure* look and he just stuck his tongue out in response. She chuckled and thought out her successivo question. Suddenly, a flash of comprehension flew across her face. She furrowed her brows, and wrote the last domanda with a shaky hand,
domanda #14: Can te live without her?
Answer #14: No...
domanda #15: It's me, isn't it?
Answer #15. Yes. Now i'm not asking if te feel the same way, but if te do, that's great. I just couldn't not say anything anymore. Let's get coffee after work and figure this out, okay?
She replied ok and spent the rest of the workday in a daze. Of course she had wanted this to happen, but she hadn't really gotten around to thinking about how she would feel and react when it actually did. Of course, she loved him with all her heart. That wasn't the issue. There was gibbs, vance, and agency rules keeping them apart. Ziva headed down straight to abby's lab to gossip and try to figure out what to do next. "Well obviously, you're going to meet him, right?" Abby inquired. "Of course, but what do i say? I mean i Amore him, but i can't get caught with him, and there's no way they would bend the rules." "Well, just go meet him, and see where that goes." "If te say so," Ziva decided. She got back to her desk, and she saw another envelope. She opened it with a groan, hoping that things weren't about to get wayy più complicated. She breathed a heavy sigh of relief when she saw tony was about to open an identical one. Immediatly she recognized Gibb's scruffy chicken scratch of writing, "Question #16: What took te guys so long?"
Jason Derulo's Queen Of Hearts inspired this, kinda. listen to it, it's my current Tiva song!----god that lista is gettin long:). as i said, i don't own it. sad, but true.
*****5:00 Monday Mornin'********
Ziva stared at him. Constantly. Whether it be in a silly photograph from a crime scene, his face-book page (he'd requested her so many times she didn't have room for anything else. She'd poked him to get the little hairy butt back,) o even più sweet yet, the real thing. Of course, he'd only ever caught her once. The first time she'd worked a crime scene, there'd been a gum wrapper that gave her away. Of course, she'd casually brushed it off as a professional necessity, "I"m observing you, Tony". Unless gorgeous brown hair has ever stuffed a sailor in a time capsule, there was absolutely nothing professional about what was going through her mind right then. Only herself and Abby knew the full truth. But Abby is as loyal as they come, so her most valuable intel is sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza with the scientist.
Unfortunately, this morning, the fearsome 4 had to go to a seminar on the value of saying what te mean, exactly, and nothing more, all the times. Whether it was in professional o personal contexts. This was the same 45 minuto long drone that was dato after every casualty. One of the tech guys had a cuore attack last week, so they found themselves in the same uncomfortable, cold, and smelly chairs in the un-heated conference room. Luckily, Ziva was saved from Gibb's foul mood afterward da getting to go on a Caf-Pow/Berry mango Madness/coffee run before checking if there were any crimes worth going to that day. When she arrived back to the bullpen, there was a little white envelope, and no major cases, so she decided to swivel back in her chair and read. It read:
Z, I don't want to wait for something. Wanna yplay 15 (20 just gets boring...) domande to find out what? shoot me a glare right when te get done Leggere if ya do.
T.
She IMd him along with her withering stare,
DarkAngel1: Sure. But if this is only for a pizza, you're going to get to see what I can do with a credit card.
MovieFreak933: I'm most definitely NOT talking about a pizza. Put the first domanda on my scrivania, reception while I'm hitting the head. Remember, no EX-Mossad freaky interrogation tactics that can magically read my mind. You're not the only one with the power to observe.
domanda #1: Is it a person, place o thing?
So they hit a case around mid-day, but it was a standard case. A Marine ticked the wrong people off. So consequently, they had to track those people down with the LA office which took forever, so Ziva's answer didn't come on the note card until late late that night, while she was visiting Abby.
Answer #1: Most definitely a person.
They had made excuses all giorno long to sneak away just long enough to have a card be delivered, but short enough so they could find excuses to take more. Tony had tried to egg McGee on into a paper football game, but he was too busy IMing his new online friend to even care. da the end of the day, they had gotten 7 domande answered. It went a little something like this......
domanda #2: Would I know it if I saw it?
Answer #2: I should hope so, yes.
domanda #3: Is it a shape-shifter?
Answer #3: Nope.
domanda #4: Would i think it's wonderful te want this, o very, very, shall we say, DiNozzo-ish?
Answer #4: I'm HURT my ninja! Both, but leaning più toward wonderful.
domanda #5: How long have te wanted this? Would I have heard te mention wanting this before?
Answer #5: Kind of.
McGee interrupted at this point, with a group IM to tony and ziva.
ElfLord234: What are te guys doing! Gibbs almost caught te a couple of times, te know. I'd either stop o clue me in so i can help cover.
MovieFreak933: Chill, McNosy. I've got this covered. Plus, it's classified. Way classified, Like you, SecNav, Vance, Gibbs, Fornell, your fairy character, and my left butt cheek couldn't scrape up enough clearance to read te in on it even if i wanted to yet.
DarkAngel1: Ohh, a little bit snappy today, aren't we DiNozzo? Don't worry, McGee, after i figure out what's going on, I will read te in on it. As long as te promise not to ever invite me to unisciti your fairy thing.
MovieFreak933: It's snippy, Ziva. and trust me, if te were ever on that "fairy thing", i wouldn't need te to help me with this so badly.
McGee logged out, so then Ziva and Tony did a few moments after, and their game continued.
domanda #6: Would i be able to go out and see this thing obviously?
Answer #6: I can guarantee that there is nothing like it anywhere else. Trust me, I've done my fair share of shopping.
domanda #7: When was this thing made?
Answer #7: Around 30 years ago.
domanda #8: If it's so old, why would te want to get it now?
Answer #8: I just found out about it around 5 years ago, plus it gets sweeter with time.
domanda #9: It's wine.
Answer #9:As much as I am a connoisseur, not at the moment.
domanda #10: Cheese?
Answer #10: Your headed in the wrong direction, my ninja.
domanda #11: OK, so I see this is about a woman.
Answer #11: Now we're gettin' somewhere.
domanda #12: No offense Tony, but I do not think Abby is your type.
Answer #12: She's not mine either.
domanda #13: No matter how much te pay her and no matter how good she looks in it, I will personally make sure Jeanne never ever puts a maide outfit on for te ever, EVER again.
Answer: #13: I'd pay $50000 to see that chick fight.
Gibbs interrupted with a schiaffo, smack of his foot on the desk. "DiNozzo, you're drooling." "Sorry boss, i just..." "Tony! I do not care. Just wipe it up!" "On it, boss..." Ziva shot him a devilish *should have kept your composure* look and he just stuck his tongue out in response. She chuckled and thought out her successivo question. Suddenly, a flash of comprehension flew across her face. She furrowed her brows, and wrote the last domanda with a shaky hand,
domanda #14: Can te live without her?
Answer #14: No...
domanda #15: It's me, isn't it?
Answer #15. Yes. Now i'm not asking if te feel the same way, but if te do, that's great. I just couldn't not say anything anymore. Let's get coffee after work and figure this out, okay?
She replied ok and spent the rest of the workday in a daze. Of course she had wanted this to happen, but she hadn't really gotten around to thinking about how she would feel and react when it actually did. Of course, she loved him with all her heart. That wasn't the issue. There was gibbs, vance, and agency rules keeping them apart. Ziva headed down straight to abby's lab to gossip and try to figure out what to do next. "Well obviously, you're going to meet him, right?" Abby inquired. "Of course, but what do i say? I mean i Amore him, but i can't get caught with him, and there's no way they would bend the rules." "Well, just go meet him, and see where that goes." "If te say so," Ziva decided. She got back to her desk, and she saw another envelope. She opened it with a groan, hoping that things weren't about to get wayy più complicated. She breathed a heavy sigh of relief when she saw tony was about to open an identical one. Immediatly she recognized Gibb's scruffy chicken scratch of writing, "Question #16: What took te guys so long?"
FanFiction everyone on this sitepage must off read/write them. A lot of te will also know about fanfiction.net
Now what my plan is, to make a lista with reall good tiva fanfictions so that te do not have to search, because mostly fellow readers can point the best stories at you.
The idea is this, name the story+ the autore in your commento and I'll put it on the list, but please don't put your own in the comments, let's stay objective.
List:
My girl - Angel-death-dealer
The coltello - Broadway007
Blank - Prissy and Bregan
Captives - DiNUTZzo
Just One più - Aldea0402
Motherhood - Sophie Ranier
Me, My fake husband, and my crazy aunt - broken piece of the puzzle
Now what my plan is, to make a lista with reall good tiva fanfictions so that te do not have to search, because mostly fellow readers can point the best stories at you.
The idea is this, name the story+ the autore in your commento and I'll put it on the list, but please don't put your own in the comments, let's stay objective.
List:
My girl - Angel-death-dealer
The coltello - Broadway007
Blank - Prissy and Bregan
Captives - DiNUTZzo
Just One più - Aldea0402
Motherhood - Sophie Ranier
Me, My fake husband, and my crazy aunt - broken piece of the puzzle
