Tiva Short Stories

The Idiom Book

My story isn't updating properly so here's the continuation of The Idiom Book. Remember that part two was written by my dear friend Cristina-and-Ziva.

Narrator's POV

Just then Ziva noticed a man in a blue hoodie, looking at them as if they were enemies. Ziva being herself, noticed him and called for Tony. The man however climbed into a blue charger and drove off.

"Who the hell was that guy?!" Tony asked.

"Let's chase him and find out shall we? Now hop in!" Ziva ordered.

They hopped in their car whilst Ziva took the drivers seat. When they were seated and buckled, Tony spoke, "The last time I checked I was senior field agent."

Ziva just chuckled and continued to chase the man. "Look for a blue charger!" Ziva ordered.

To their dismay, a lot of blue cars were around, "Yea, I found him! He's ALL AROUND!" Tony irritatingly replied.

"I have an idea, how to find him." Ziva stated. "I might drive us up the wall."

Tony looked at Ziva scared. Was she being serious or just being idiomatic?
"You're not actually going to drive us up the wall are you?"

"No! That would be silly." Ziva said, her chocolate brown eyes focused on the road. Ziva stepped on the accelerator and raced in front of the other cars. When they were a few meters away from the other cars, she parked her car in the middle of the road and Tony prayed to be alive. Ziva stepped out of the car while Tony was still catching his breath. Since it was a one way street this would not be a problem. All the cars stopped just a few feet away from their car and the other cars behind followed. Ziva flashed her I.D to all the motorists and informed them.

A few cars away from Tony and Ziva's the hoodie man was spotted. So Ziva pulled out her gun. While the hoodie man started running. Ziva followed, and she finally caught him. "Nice work sweet cheeks."

They brought the suspect to the base, and he admitted that he was selling drugs. Ziva was the one who was watching from the other side of the interrogation room. And when the interrogation we over Gibbs and Ziva, headed to the squadroom.

Squadroom

Tony was snooping around, Ziva's desk hoping to find out how her English Idioms got better. McGee just sat on his desk and looked out for Ziva. Then Tony found the book.

"Aha! An American Idiom Book." Tony said as he showed the book to McGee. "No wonder her English got better!"

Tony and McGee was too distracted with the book, and didn't notice Ziva or Gibbs coming by.

"He let the cat out of the bag." Ziva stated, scaring the two other agents. Ziva, noticing their uneasiness, asked "What are you hiding? No. Let me re-phrase. What are you holding?"

Tony, knew that Ziva wouldn't get angry at him, so he showed Ziva her idiom book. "I found it in one of your desk drawers." and added, "No wonder your idioms are getting better." Tony teased.

Ziva was getting agitated, she was looking her temper. "But I'm sure you don't need this!" Tony said as he threw Ziva's book into the trash.

That tipped Ziva off. "Tony! Look, I am learning your stupid Idioms! Can't you just respect me for not being good with your idiomatic phrases! Can't you see that I am trying hard to fit in!"

"Ziva, I was just teasing..." Tony tried to explain.

"Don't even talk to me." Ziva said as she avoided Tony and head home.

"You're Dead."

"Could we stop with the idioms! I've had enough for the day!" Tony yelled and followed Ziva.