Chapter 3

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Zivas POV
*ring ring*
I slap my hand on the stupid buzzing thing still half asleep
Then I fall off the couch and jump up looking for attackers
I look at the time
10:40
10:40!!!!! OMG NO IM GONNA DIE RIP ME
"TOOOOOOONYYYYYYY"
He rolls over on the couch covering his ears with his hands
"I don't need you as a personal alarm will you be quiet plea-"
I hear a snore
I get dressed in 1 minute and down a glass of water before re filling it and splashing it all over Tony, I have no time for slowing pouring it I may as well soak him
"WHAT THE HECK EW WHAT WAS THAT FOR? Oh hi Ziva"
"It's 11:00"
Tony spits out the water he had in his mouth and it sprays like a mile long
"It's... ITS WHAT?!"
"Get a bullet proof vest on Gibbs and McGee have been calling us all morning and Gibbs ain't gonna be happy"
"Holy mother of NCIS"
"Yeh hurry up and get dressed"
We hurry out the door at 11:05
We both jump in my car as I'm faster
Once we are in the car Tony asks the question I've been dreading the whole time
"Hey Ziva"
"Yeah Tony?"
"You never did tell me what you came to my house to tell me"
"I eh I realised it doesn't matter anyways never mind" I laugh awkwardly
"Aww, eh aw okay"
He smiles at me
"If you ever wanna tell me hears a key, for my place it's spare and I have no one else to give it to!"
I park at NCIS and hold the key in my hand
Tony just gave me...
Nah nah nah no nah that nah
He can't of just done that
"Now come on its 11:15"
We run upstairs and notice Gibbs isn't there we breathe a sigh of relief
Tony stops "Awww thank god Gibbs isn't he- OW!!"
We both get Gibbs slapped on the back of the head very very hard and he pushes through us
"Follow me" he says
We look at each other terrified as we follow him towards interrogation
He walks into a spare room that is never used and sips away at his coffee
"So... Morning boss" Tony says
I cringe as soon as he says it
Gibbs just looks at him and sips more coffee
Tony looks scared and to be honest I probably do too
"Where were you?" Gibbs asks
"At home" Tony answers laughing them cuts himself short when he sees Gibbs glare
"And what about you Ziva"
Ouch he said Ziva not Ziver
"At my flat" I ask questionably
Gibbs always knows when we are lying
He just looks at me and sighs
"You two get to work and never be late again your lucky I'm being so nice! Now off you go and always remember rule 12!"
Rule 12 great he sussed I was at Tony's!
"Rule 12?" Tony asks
"I don't know why he said that" I laugh it off
"Either do I" Tony says "I'm just glad we got out there alive"
We both sit down and quickly go in our computers
I email McGee
Hey McGee it's Ziva, what's been happening! Do we have a case?
I see McGee look at me then quickly reply
No we don't have a case today just paperwork but I don't know where the paperwork for you two is
Then our question is answered I see Gibbs and two men beside him carrying loads of papers and books and folders it's crazy there must be at least 1000 things each
That's our punishment
"It's paperwork day!" Gibbs says in his 'cheery but not to cheery and had coffee' voice
"I want you to sort out these downstairs"
Me and Tony look at each other in shock and sigh

We get downstairs with a trolley each full of paperwork
The last thing Gibbs said was it had to be finished or we weren't leaving here
"Looks like we are sleeping here for the next week" I say to Tony as the lift pings open
Abby is down here working on a random car
"Hey Ziva Hey Tony, why so much paper?"
"Don't ask" we say together
"Okayyyyy" Abby says "well hello!"
We just walk past and sit down sighing
"Today's paper work day! Is this your paperwork!?"
"Yes" Tony says sharply
"Oh" Abby realises
"I can help!" Abby says
"Maybe later Abs thanks we will get started and see how long it takes us, thanks!" Tony says
"Okay!" Abby slides back under the car
I look at Tony
"Don't you just love paperwork"
"Yeah it's great" Tony replies smiling
"Especially when I get to spend it with you" he jokes
I smirk at him and raise my eyebrow
We both laugh
He's right though at least we have each other

We have been working on the paperwork for about 5 hours now and we haven't even half finished it
"This is taking so longgg" Tony complains
"I suppose it is our faults" I say
"I know but this is a big punishment"
"Not really" I say thinking of all the other punishment he could have given us
"About last night..." Tony starts
I frown at him
"Wanna tell me why you came round yet"
I laugh it off "not really, I'm sorry Tony"
"No no it's fine" he laughs

What he doesn't realise is I wanted to tell him how much I like him, how I want to be with him forever, how I think he is amazing
But I just can't
He probably doesn't feel the same way anyways

"Your so pretty Ziva" Tony whispers
I'm not sure if he meant me to hear it or not but my head snaps up anyways
I glare at him
"Oh geez most girls would be happy a guy said they were pretty"
"Maybe I'm not 'most girls' then Tony" I say sternly
"I know your not, your better than 'most girls' trust me"
Why is he saying these things
I just glare at him again because I know he doesn't mean it
All the girls he likes seem to be tall, thin, blonde hair, American and very beautiful
So of course he doesn't like me

Tonys POV
Why can't she just accept that I think she's pretty, the thing is she's more than pretty, she's beautiful, stunning, gorgeous
I wish she would see that in her self and it upsets me that she doesn't
Why can't she see how much I'm madly in love with her
I try to give her hints but she takes compliments as insults so how am I meant to tell her
I suddenly feel a wave of anger flash over me
Not at Ziva but at the stupid rule 12, and stupid Gibbs and stupid everything
I hate it

We are still working 4 hours later
"We have been working for 9 hours" I sigh
"And we have only just got half finished!" Ziva sighs as well
"Looks like we are staying here tonight" I laugh it off
"Let's try and get as much done as possible"
"It's 10o'clock Ziva"
"Yes I'm aware of that"

So we keep going until our hands are covered in paper cuts and our eyes are drooping which is at 1am
"We should sleep" I say
"Where?" Ziva laughs
I rest my head on the table but Ziva keeps going
"Ziva you need to stop"
"Why Tony" she snaps
"Because you will make you're ill or make mistakes because your tired"
She sighs
"I just want to get it finished"
So I decide to join her and we keep going until 3am
"Okay we really need to stop, at least take a break!"
"Okay" ziva finally agrees
Then we hear the lift creak down and I grab ziva and hide in a cabinet as everyone will have left by now so this could be an invader
I grab my gun
Then the lift pops open to reveal Gibbs
I step out of the cabinet breathing a sigh of relief
"What the hell were you doing in there!" Gibbs yells
"Hiding as I thought it might be an invader but it's actually only you Gibbs so that's good"
"Have you finished yet?" Gibbs asks
"Nearly" Ziva speaks up
"Go home" Gibbs says
"What? But you said-"
"Go home, and don't come in tomorrow unless I call. It's Sunday"
"Thank you so much boss"  I gush
"Shut up and leave before I change my mind"
We both run out and get into my car and drive to my flat
"Wanna stay at mine again?" I ask
"I.." she looks like she's about to disagree
"Okay" she says

We arrive in my flat at 3:30am
"So lateeeee" ziva complains flopping on the sofa
"So earlyyyy" I correct her flopping down next to her
She just smiles at me
We both get changed, her in one of my old large tshirts
We lie down and in seconds we are both asleep on the sofa

A/N
Sorry this was so short but you guys wanted me to post
TYSM FOR THE SUPPORT AND COMMENTS AND AHHH MEANS THE WORLD X

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 03, 2016 ⏰

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