Back to Paris

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Tonys POV
At the airport 10:00pm
Friday

I went and sat back down next to Ziva in the waiting area. "There's my pregnant ninja" I said patting her knee and laughing a little. "That is not funny. Do not forget you did this to me" she said scowling at me. "And I'm glad I did" I said smiling at her. "You like making me mad, yes". "No I don't enjoy you being mad at me" I whispered in her ear. Ziva started to fiddle with her ring. "Are you nervous Ziva". "No I just do this when I am thinking". "What are you thinking about love?" "You, the baby, and the flight to Paris". "I'm always thinking about you" I said kissing her cheek "and do you know why?" "Why?". "Because you are the most beautiful, smart, sexy, sweet, and most wonderful woman I have ever met in my life and will ever meet". Ziva giggled and kissed me. "You are so sweet" she said patting my knee. "Flight 309 to Paris France is now boarding" the flight attendant said on the intercom. People let me and Ziva pass an board the plane first,I guess it's because she's pregnant. I would have let her go to because she's a hormonal ex-Mossad assassin. Not a good mix for some people but I still love her. I got Ziva comfortable and put our carry-on's in the spaces above the seats. It was just me and Ziva on the row. "Do you need anything sweet cheeks" I asked before I sat down. "yes can you grab my computer out of my bag". "Sure". I grabbed out Zivas white Samsung laptop and handed it to her. "Thank you sweetie". "You know it will be 11:00am when we get to Paris". "Yes and I will probably be very tired". "You can sleep on the way there if you want". "I might". I took my seat and 15 minuets later the and took off. "Ziva" I nudged Zivas arm. "Yes". "I love you". "I love you more" Ziva said holding my hand. "Tony?" that wasn't Ziva but I did recognize that voice. I looked at the seat across "Wendy?" She was looking over the man sitting next to her . "Hi Tony,what are you doing on a plane to Paris". "I'm taking Ziva to Paris" I said. "Hello Wendy" Ziva leaned forward and waved. "Hi Ziva. Are you pregnant?". "Yes I am". "Who's the lucky guy?" Wendy asked. "I am the lucky one, it is Tony" Ziva said smiling. "Oh...well I'm am happy for you two". "Thank you Wendy" we both said. I turned back to Ziva and she kissed me. I pulled away a few seconds later. "Ziva I need to tell you something". "What is it Tony". I held her hand and looked into her brown eyes. "Ziva your kisses are like silk, your eyes are like a pools of chocolate, your skin is smooth and soft to the touch, and your hair is like a soft chocolate blanket that I could wrap my self in". Ziva giggled. "Where do you get all theses sweet things to say to me". "All from my heart". "Uh-huh is your heart called google". "No. You are my inspiration for all the sweet things. You are the most perfect woman I have ever met and I could kiss you until It kills me". Ziva started to blush like a mad woman. "Have I got your cheeks fired up Mrs Dinoozo" I said then kissed her on the cheek. "Stop..." She giggled outing her face into my neck. "Why don't you take a nap sweet cheeks". "Ok,can I lay lay on your chest?" "Zi you don't have to ask" I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and pulled her into my chest. She scooted closer to me. "I love you Tony". "I love you too". Ziva fell asleep and I put my hand on her belly to feel the baby kick. "So how long have you two been together?" I heard Wendy's voice next to me. She had moved to the outside seat. "About 4 months. We got married last month and Ziva was about a month pregnant". "So how come you never talked to me like that. So sweetly and smoothly". "Because, Ziva is just...amazing. And she's just so beautiful, sweet, and strong" I looked down at my sleeping wife in my lap and smiled. "But I bet you just married her because she was pregnant right?". "What? No I love her. I always have". "Oh well...I guess I have lost this battle. You found the one, didn't you?". "Yea I have". I felt the baby kick for a little while then went to sleep.

Zivas POV
7 hours later
10:30am flying over Europe

I woke up in Tonys lap. The sun was up and Tony was asleep. I sat up and fixed my hair. "Tony...wake up sweetie". He didn't move. I leans closer to his ear and stuck my tongue in his ear. He jumped and whipped his ear. "That is the second time you've done that to me" he scowled at me. I giggled and kissed him on the cheek. Tony kissed my forehead. "This is your captain speaking. We will be landing in Paris France in about 15 minuets. Thank you for flying with American Air Lines and have a nice day". "Tony thank you for taking me on this trip. It brings back so many good memories". "Like I said, we'll always have Paris". The images from our night in Paris flashed through my head. I smiled and blushed a little. "Your cheeks are getting red again" Tony said looking deep into my eyes. "I was just thinking about Paris, do you remember?". "How could I forget". The plane started it's descent and we landed. We went and grabbed our bags from bagged claim then called a taxi. "So where are we staying". "We are staying at Hotel Paris on Joseph Bouvard". "Tony thats in walking distance of the Eiffel Tower. And a five star hotel". "Yes it is and we have the penthouse". "Tony you must have spent a fortune". "You are worth it all". I smiled and kissed Tony. We arrived at the hotel. It wasn't old fashion hotel it was very modern. There was glass around the lobby and a black owning over the entrance. Tony helped me out of the car and grabbed our bags. We walked in and there was black leather couches and fancy chandeliers. There was a water fall in the middle of the lobby. We checked in and went up to our room on the 20th floor. Tony opened the door and my jaw practically fell off my face. The room is huge and the walls are snow white with black furniture. The king size bed has black bamboo wood around the bottom. The floor is a silvery gray wood with white streaks in it. A long black couch sat in front of the 56 in tv. There was a balcony with glass separating it from the room. I could see the Eiffel Tower our side. I turned back to Tony and he smiled. "Tony...this is amazing". "I thought you would like it". "I love it".

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