Thirty-six straight hours has passed since he left for work the précédant morning, and Tony’s body aches. He misses his couch, he misses his bed, and he envies those agents who can claim truthfully that they see their homes almost every single night.
He fumbles clumsily for his keys, finding his wallet, a crumpled five dollar note and a gum wrapper first. He has no patience for this, as he had rather hoped to par raiding the contents of his refrigerator par now, which in all likelihood was probably empty, but he...
"Ziva, Ziva come here!" Tony a dit quietly as he watched his daughter, who had fallen asleep standing up. It was her birthday and the jour had been full of excitement and visitors, it must have gotten the better of her.
Ziva walked into the living room and smiled at the sight in front of her. “how long has she been like that” asked chuckling slightly.
"Not sure, I just walked in and found her like this" he explained.
"I’m just finishing up in the kitchen, will toi put her to bed?" Ziva asked.
Tony grabs a handful of the pumpkin’s innards and flicks his wrist toward Ziva, pretending to toss them at her. With a yelp, she ducks. He laughs and drops the goop onto the newspaper protecting his cuisine table. “Come on. toi have to make a jack-o’-lantern on Halloween. It’s a tradition.”
"There are many Western traditions that I love," she says, wincing as she reluctantly sticks her hand back into the pumpkin. "But this does not make the list."
The Marine Corps birthday ball was an occasion that drew magnificent crowds each year. Dignitaries, honorees, heads of state, and military officials alike turned out dressed to the nines for a night on the town. Most years, the ball was standard, formal and dignified. This year, however it was donné a theme: masquerade.
This year’s ball also came paired with an unverified threat of an attack on the Secretary of Defense. Security had been bulked up early, which is how Tony ended up wearing a black and red mask Abby had provided, watching from afar as the...
Ziva leans back to peer around the doorframe of the cuisine just as her partner walks through the door. He lets it balançoire, swing shut behind him as he nods toward the floor, where she assumes their daughter is still crawling around on the hardwood. Wiping her hand quickly on a towel, she throws it suivant to the cutting board on the counter, coming out into the hall to greet him.
She leans back against the mur as she watches him crouch down to smile at their daughter, and her mouth turns upward affectionately as the little girl...
"I’m glad to be accueil again." She a dit as she let out a deep but content sigh. She had never quite liked hospitals even though this time it hadn’t meant anything worrisome. The first days after the birth of their daughter had taken it’s toll on the newly parents but they wouldn’t trade their situation for the world. "She looks like a little Angel when she’s sleeping." He replied still in awe over the peaceful features of his daughter. "Yeah, she is still so tiny." At first it had concerned Ziva that she was so small but her doctor had quickly...
They had arrived to the river shortly after lunch. The jour was the first really warm jour of Spring and it held promise of an early and very hot Summer to come. Their daughter darted ahead of them as she pulled at the little dress that covered her rose bathing suit. She was beyond excited that she was going to be able to play in the water and that both of her parents were there to share the fun with her. Tony had been buried in a case for the last several weeks and he had missed a lot of their rituals for bedtime and quiet time because of it. Ziva had done her best to fill-in,...
Tony coughed a little as he walked through the drugstore on his mission to find some cough syrup before Gibbs smacked the virus out of him. It had been lingering for nearly a week and the hacking cough had subsided only to be replaced with an irritating one. McGee had even started complaining at how bothersome it was. Once he found what the pharmacist swore would take the cough away he headed to the checkout. As he wandered the aisles he found himself in the midst of the cards. He glanced at them a bit as he walked along when one stuck out at him as it sat in front of all the...
As Weatherly’s end of the season exit from the series approaches, NCIS Enquêtes spéciales executive producer revealed to TV Line that the character of Ziva will be discussed during Tony’s final episodes.
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I just.... They were 11 years of my life and now they're gone, in one way ou another. Tali will connect them, always and having it verbalised that they loved each other just makes this so bittersweet. I don't know what to do now.
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