DISCLAIMER: I do not own Морская полиция - Спецотдел или any of its characters, although I'd Любовь to, just to make them GET TOGETHER ALREADY!!! I also do not own any of the songs played in this fic :(
As Tony lounged at his desk, he noticed how bored Ziva looked. She was leaning forward, chin in one hand, drumming on her desk. Tony looked around. They were the only ones left in the office; why couldn't they have some fun?
“Hey, Zee-vah!” he said, as he plugged his iPod into his computer. “Abby told me she saw Ты air guitaring on the security feed the other night.” Ziva looked up at him. “Maybe Ты could Показать me?” Ziva shook her head. “Aw, come on, I won't laugh!”
Ziva sighed. She pushed herself up from her chair and began to air guitar.
Tony sat back, stroking his chin. “Not bad.” he conceded “It's missing something though. Here, let me Показать you.” He set his iPod to shuffle. Luckily, it began to play an excellent air гитара song...
Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame
The shame, the ones who died without a name
Tony grinned and began with his eyes closed. When he opened them, Ziva had joined him. They continued straight through five other songs, including...
Whoa, we're halfway there
Whoa, livin on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it I swear
Tony and Ziva were laughing so hard they could feel tears running down their faces. Then Tony realized what song was coming on Далее and froze...
And Ты asked me what I want this year
and I try to make this kind and clear
just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
Ziva immediately stopping playing. She stared at the iPod, then at Tony as he stepped closer. “What are Ты doing?”
“We should dance together.” Tony сказал(-а) softly. After some hesitation, she stepped вперед and placed her arms around his neck. His hands came to her waist, and they swayed and stepped all around the Bullpen.
“I thought these sort of dances were supposed to be slow.” Ziva said.
“Not all of them.” Tony said. “This is one of those songs that, if Ты heard it, you'd remember Ты danced to this song.”
Ziva nodded slowly. Tony turned off his iPod after that song, they packed up their work without a sound, and entered the elevator, feeling closer than ever.
(Wait, I'm not done yet!)
While this was going on, a storm had brewing and they exited the building to a downpour. Ziva remembered one of the Фильмы Tony had shown her, where the two main characters kissed in the rain. She glanced up at Tony and knew he was thinking the same thing.
She knew what happened if Gibbs found out. Honestly, she didn't care. She grabbed the front of Tony's drenched рубашка and kissed him passionately. His arms immediately came around her and responded enthusiastically.
“Gibbs will kill us when he finds out. “ Tony breathed to her when she stopped.
“I don't care.” Although she'd ended the kiss, their foreheads were still touching, and they were both soaking wet. “I don't care about him или Rule 12 или anything else. I only care that I Любовь you.” There. She'd admitted it.
“I Любовь Ты too.” Tony kissed her again. “Why haven't Ты told me before?”
“I was scared you'd leave me for the blonde up the street.”
Tony smiled as she got her American phrase right. “Like I would.” he scoffed. “Why would I? If I would, how could I? No one can surpass your beauty, your intelligence, your independence. You're everything I could want, Ziva, so why would Ты worry?”
She smiled as she kissed him again. It was turning out to be the best night of her life, she realized, and she and Tony kissed in the storm.
Okay, not really a Kiss under the stars, but it's still a rain kiss. Please comment!
As Tony lounged at his desk, he noticed how bored Ziva looked. She was leaning forward, chin in one hand, drumming on her desk. Tony looked around. They were the only ones left in the office; why couldn't they have some fun?
“Hey, Zee-vah!” he said, as he plugged his iPod into his computer. “Abby told me she saw Ты air guitaring on the security feed the other night.” Ziva looked up at him. “Maybe Ты could Показать me?” Ziva shook her head. “Aw, come on, I won't laugh!”
Ziva sighed. She pushed herself up from her chair and began to air guitar.
Tony sat back, stroking his chin. “Not bad.” he conceded “It's missing something though. Here, let me Показать you.” He set his iPod to shuffle. Luckily, it began to play an excellent air гитара song...
Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame
The shame, the ones who died without a name
Tony grinned and began with his eyes closed. When he opened them, Ziva had joined him. They continued straight through five other songs, including...
Whoa, we're halfway there
Whoa, livin on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it I swear
Tony and Ziva were laughing so hard they could feel tears running down their faces. Then Tony realized what song was coming on Далее and froze...
And Ты asked me what I want this year
and I try to make this kind and clear
just a chance that maybe we'll find better days
Ziva immediately stopping playing. She stared at the iPod, then at Tony as he stepped closer. “What are Ты doing?”
“We should dance together.” Tony сказал(-а) softly. After some hesitation, she stepped вперед and placed her arms around his neck. His hands came to her waist, and they swayed and stepped all around the Bullpen.
“I thought these sort of dances were supposed to be slow.” Ziva said.
“Not all of them.” Tony said. “This is one of those songs that, if Ты heard it, you'd remember Ты danced to this song.”
Ziva nodded slowly. Tony turned off his iPod after that song, they packed up their work without a sound, and entered the elevator, feeling closer than ever.
(Wait, I'm not done yet!)
While this was going on, a storm had brewing and they exited the building to a downpour. Ziva remembered one of the Фильмы Tony had shown her, where the two main characters kissed in the rain. She glanced up at Tony and knew he was thinking the same thing.
She knew what happened if Gibbs found out. Honestly, she didn't care. She grabbed the front of Tony's drenched рубашка and kissed him passionately. His arms immediately came around her and responded enthusiastically.
“Gibbs will kill us when he finds out. “ Tony breathed to her when she stopped.
“I don't care.” Although she'd ended the kiss, their foreheads were still touching, and they were both soaking wet. “I don't care about him или Rule 12 или anything else. I only care that I Любовь you.” There. She'd admitted it.
“I Любовь Ты too.” Tony kissed her again. “Why haven't Ты told me before?”
“I was scared you'd leave me for the blonde up the street.”
Tony smiled as she got her American phrase right. “Like I would.” he scoffed. “Why would I? If I would, how could I? No one can surpass your beauty, your intelligence, your independence. You're everything I could want, Ziva, so why would Ты worry?”
She smiled as she kissed him again. It was turning out to be the best night of her life, she realized, and she and Tony kissed in the storm.
Okay, not really a Kiss under the stars, but it's still a rain kiss. Please comment!
