Tiva Short Stories

"What are you going to do, dance?" : A Paris Glimpse

"Bonjour monsieur bar tender, anotha' round for le madame and moi" Tony slurred as he raised our empty shot glasses.

"Merci Merci Baguettes" He smiled as the irritated 'mixologist' passed us another round of overpriced vodka.

"One for you David-o" Tony said as he passed me a shot glass, I swallowed it, and without pausing grabbed his glass, giggled, and downed it. "And I guess another one for you."

"Ziva!" He groaned, "Thats the third stolen shot in a row! I'm going to call the feds"

"We are the feds!" I laughed.

"We seem to have an issue" I smiled, "Hue-town we have a booze shortage."

"Huston we copy you, loud and clear" He laughed and dangled the glasses in front of the bartender "Ey monsieur bartender, notha' round ? Merci and fromage"

"For you ? one more, for her none." The man sneered.

"Come on!" I slammed my fists on the oak bar. "Tony what'll it take for you to give me that shot?"

"Easy there drunk-o, that shot is M-I-N-E, mine," He laughed, "And there's no "u" in mine"

"Fine, I'll get someone to buy me a drink." I giggled and jumped off my bar stool.

"Ziva we're the only people in this bar." He called.

"Who said I wasn't going to get you to buy it?" I called back.

"What are you going to do, dance?" Tony enticed.

"Is that what it will take?" I asked holding my head up high.

"Absolutely, if you get on this bar and dance, I swear to god I will buy you your own bar" He said excitedly.

"Fine, but no pictures. " I laughed, and took off my shoes. Maybe it was because I was drunk, maybe it was because I was hurting, maybe it was because it had just been so long.

"Believe me, I won't be forgetting this" Tony laughed.

"Hold my hand" I demanded as i climbed onto the bar, knocking our empty shot glasses to the ground.

"Damn you Americans" The bartender yelled, and went to shoo Ziva off the bar with a broom until Tony yelled

"Federal agent! Drop your weapon! I will shoot!" He warned pulling back his coat to reveal his weapon.

"My man's a fed" I smiled and peeled off my leather jacket, lassoing it a few times around my head before tossing it onto Tony.

" I hate ze Americans with all their guns" The man grumbled and went into the back to contact the police.

"Does he know we blocked all calls entering or exiting this bar so we could track Bodnar?" I laughed,

"He'll figure it out sooner or later"

I continued to shimmy back and forth on the bar as Tony clapped until I tripped on a spilled shot and fell into Tony's arms.

"Easy there Drunk-o" He smiled,

"You owe me a shot" I cooed.

"Come and get it" He smiled and shoved the shot back, but did not swallow.

I licked my lips and kissed him deeply, lapping up every taste of vodka and of him. He picked me up and put me on the counter without pulling back. I laid back onto the counter and he joined me on top of it, as the bar tender returned with his broom.

"GET OUT !" He screamed and hit tony over the head with the broom.

"Whoops monsieur baguettes we must be going look at the time, thanks for everything!" He laughed and grabbed my hand, we stumbled out of the bar giggling into the rainy paris streets.

"I love Paris" I sighed,

"I think I love Paris too" He smiled as we were both soaked.

"You owe me a bar"

"I'll buy you this entire city if you'll dance for me again."

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Tony,

By the time that you are reading this I will be safe. I know you are going to have questions, and I am very sorry I didn't have a chance to answer them earlier. Meet me at the place I love the most, I have an safe house above my bar. You and Tali will be safe there. I am safe, I promise.

-You know who.

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HEY HEY HEY

HOW ARE YALL ? HOWS LIFE , LOVE, and HAPPINESS?

I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT AND LET ME KNOW IF YALL WANT ANOTHER PARIS GLIMPSE / CLUE!!!!

XOXOXO

TIVA GIRL