NCIS fan fics/one shots

A Late Night

This is set in between the episodes 11 and 12 of season 10 so spoilers ahead!!
Also thoughts are italicized!

Tony had just sat down on his couch with a bowl of microwave popcorn, getting ready to start a movie. It had been a long day in the bullpen but he couldn't sleep and decided to watch something.

The movie was just starting when there was a knock on his door. Who could that be? I know it's not another case or Gibbs would've called. Maybe it's my nosy neighbor again, she's always poking around for no reason. Tony certainly wasn't expecting a very drunk Ziva. "Ziva..?"

"Hello Tony! How are you? I'm very well thank you very much."

  Tony knew she'd been shaken up ever since her fathers death but he'd never seen her like this.

  Without asking Ziva stumbled into Tony's apartment. "Ziva you need some water and a shower ugh you stink" Tony started holding his nose while saying this. How late has she been out? Well she can't go back home so I guess she'll have to stay here tonight.
 
It wasn't Zivas first night at Tony's apartment. There had been movie nights where she'd fallen asleep on his couch and what not and since Somalia and Paris they had grown awfully close.

"Ziva what are you doing here?"

"Well T-tony I was quite lonely and I missed you!"
He definitely didn't expect that. She had had way too much to drink for sure. "Okay come here my little ninja let's get you into the shower."

Tony led Ziva over to his shower and turned the water to warm. She was being very clingy which was unusual for the usually closed off agent. Uh oh. Tony realized that her getting in the shower meant that he had to take her clothes off, she certainly couldn't herself. Hell she could barely even walk.

Tony cleared his throat, "Ziva I need to take your clothes off so I can wash them and you can get into the shower. Is that okay?" He knew she was drunk but Ziva had always known her boundaries and wouldn't let him do anything she wasn't comfortable with.

"Of course Tony! I've wanted you to take my clothes off for forever!"

Tony blushed, she didn't mean that. Did she? No she's drunk DiNozzo just hurry and get her into the shower and DONT look.

Tony quickly stripped Ziva of her clothes, making sure to keep his eyes on her face and nothing more until he lead her into the shower. "Alright Ziva shower and I'll leave some clothes out for you."

She seemed to understand because she began to wash her hair and that was Tony's cue to leave. He discovered that the smell that had been coming off of her was throw up. She must've thrown up before she got here, gross.

Tony threw her clothes into his washer and started looking for something she could wear. He decided on some of his sweatpants that were too small for him and his Baltimore PD sweater. He quickly put them on the counter in the bathroom and left her to shower once more.

Tony started setting up some blankets on the couch because that is where he'd be sleeping for the night, even though he'd much rather be in his comfortable bed with Ziva. He knew he couldn't sleep in the bed with her even if nothing happened. He didn't want to worry her when she woke up about something happening between them. Rule 12. Tony's least favorite rule.

Tony had been in love with Ziva for awhile now, perhaps it'd started when she was in Somalia. It was then he realized how much he loved her. He needed her around but he was sure she didn't feel the same. That and rule 12 is why nothing could ever happen.

The shower stopped and he heard the curtain open. He got up to grab a glass of water for her, she'd be needing it. Ziva walked out of the bathroom with more steadiness then when she got in and walked towards him in his kitchen. God she looks so cute with her wet, curly hair and my baggy clothes on. No I can't have these thoughts. Rule 12.