Tony and Ziva Обои

"Ziva, come on, we’re gonna be late!"

"Okay, okay just one moment."

They were already running behind on their morning, thanks to an unset alarm and a broken water heater. They’d spent the past 30 минуты gathering up all the belongings they needed for their short trip to the Palmer house for a ‘family’ brunch, but they quickly learned that having a child comes with needing many еще items and bags than normal.

She had just changed their daughter’s diaper and was bustling around the room, чулок the diaper bag for their afternoon outing.

"Where is her purple zebra?" She calls out....

So here's a short little excerpt from my new Tiva fic! (the one involving Truth questions, whiskey and Skittles LOL :P) I hope Ты girls like it! I might post the whole thing once it's done :)


'By this point in the game, both agents were tipsy and could feel their inhibitions floating out the window.

Ziva screwed up her face in disgust as she downed the vile mixture.

"Ugh, whiskey and Skittles were never meant to be consumed together," she groaned. Tony laughed.

"That's the point," he said. "It's supposed to make Ты want to answer the Вопрос instead of suffering through that poison." He indicated...