A Threat To The Homeland. NCIS Fanfiction (Tiva)

The First Bomb

-Gibbs's POV-

I woke up that morning when my cellphone rang. It was Vance.

"Gibbs you better get in here. The first bomb went off."

I got ready and called my team, who all answered except DiNozzo. Instantly I wondered if he was at the hospital with Ziva. So, after I got briefed on the recent explosion, I went to the hospital to check on Ziva. When I got there, the nurse said Ziva had been cleared for checout the last night, and left with a burley man. DiNozzo. I called him again, this time he answered. Without asking about Ziva, no matter how much I questioned it, I informed him of the bombing.

-Ziva's POV-

It was nearly 6 o'clock, and the smell of breakfast food took over Tony's apartment. When I walked in the kitchen, I was greeted by Tony's cooking spread out on his small dinner table.

"I don't cook much, but I figured you were an exception." I smiled at this complement.

"Gibbs called. The first bomb when off," Tony informed me as he sat down beside me. I was shocked by the news, but I almost expected it. Then, I realized something.

"I don't have any clothes here Tony!"

"Do you want me to go to your apartment and get some while you eat?"

"Sure."

"How long are you staying?"

"As long as you want me to."

"So do you want me to bring your whole wardrobe then?" He smirked. I smiled back at him as he left.

-Tony's POV-

Ziva and I walked into the squad room to find McGee watching some video on the plasma. We stood behind him and watched before we entered. It showed the most recent bombing. I noticed Ziva was becoming tense watching, so I reached for her hand and held it tight. Just before the video finished, a picture of what looked like President Eisenhower flashed on the screen. Both Ziva and I scrunched up our faces in confusion as we watched it fade.

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"What's that McGoo?" I asked, startling him as we waltzed in the room.

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"The latest video from the... Russians." He somewhat carried out his words.

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"What, McGee?" I questioned.

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"Ziva's out of the hospital." McGee was shocked. I realize I had forgotten to tell him, or anyone, last night.

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"Yes I am. Aren't you just the sharpest marker in the box." Ziva joked, making another "Ziva-ism"

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"Crayon." I corrected, nudging her in the side playfully. McGee then stared at us with enlarged eyes.

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"Ziva didn't drive herself here, did she?" He asked. Ziva and I exchanged looks.

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"No, McGee. She didn't." Gibbs answered as he strode in from MTAC. Ziva instantly grasped my arm and looked at my worryingly. He knew. "Grab your gear. We're going to the USS Eisenhower. And you two..." He looked at us. "Have my rules been broken?" We fell silent, but Gibbs knew by our glances at each other that rule twelve was being overlooked.

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"Maybe now Tony can do his job." Gibbs broke the silence as he walked away.