Tiva: Forbidden Love

chapter 2

wednesday - 12:09 am

Tony's POV

He heard a woman scream and started to run towards the entrance. The second he saw the young woman collapsed on the ground covered in blood, he pulled out his badge, shoved it in the security guards face and took charge. He felt for her pulse. Pulse was steady. Breathing was fine. No injuries. 'So why the hell is she covered in blood?' he asked himself. By now, there was a fairly large crowd. Numerous people shooting questions at him left, right, and center. "Is she ok?" "Are you a cop?" "Should I call an ambulance?" And even the question he was used to being asked, "Can I get your phone number?" He looked up at the security guard who looked quite frazzled and nodded at him. The guard tried to usher people out the best he could and Tony took this moment to call NCIS. "Pick up, pick up, pick up...shit" it went to voicemail. It never did that. He checked his cell service. No connection. 'Well that's convenient' he muttered out loud. 'Just what I needed to ruin my night, a crime scene that isn't a crime'. He picked the woman up in his arms, thanked the guard and carried her to his car, driving both of them to his apartment. He would figure out what to do later. Right now this woman needed to get cleaned up and to get some proper care.

Thursday - 9:27 am

Ziva's POV

When she woke up, she was in a strange room that she had never been in before. Yet it seemed comforting,  and not a threat to her. She was curled up in a large, comfortable and warm bed, in a tshirt and boxer shorts that were both at least 2 times to large for her. "Hey, your awake" she heard a voice say. Turning her head, a tall man with dark brown hair and enchanting green eyes that flickered in the sunlight and at times, seemed to portray a mesmerizing dark blue shade. "Who the hell are you?" She asked. "I- I'm sorry, that was really rude" she caught herself quickly enough. He laughed, a happy and charming,  slightly boyish laugh. "Its fine, don't you remember last night at all?" "No..." she replied slowly, but that was partly a lie, she remembered being covered in blood, hearing the gunshots, the scream and the sirens, and she remembered the loud music playing in the club. After that her mind was just a blank. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. "Well, I'm not really sure how to explain it, but you came into a club I was at and you passed out. So I brought you here and well, you were awake. You had a shower and I gave you some clothes to change into. Then you went to bed." Ok, sounded simple enough. But why couldn't she remember. "What's your name" she asked, unsure of what to say. "Oh umm, I'm Anthony Dinozzo,  but you can just call me Tony." "Im ziva,  Ziva David. But why just tony" she asked. "Why not?" He replied laughing. "Fair enough...Italian?" "Yep! Israeli?" "Mhm-hmm." "I thought so!" "Why's that?" She asked him. "The accent and the name are both kind of dead giveaways...." She started giggling and smiled up at him. "And I'm an NCIS agent. Guessing things is kind of what I do for a living!" He smiled back at her, and for absolutely no reason they both burst out laughing. And for a happy moment, she was able to push the faded memories of the other night out of her head. But not forever.

Hey! So this is a bit of a longer chapter. It has both POV's and a lot of (really sweet and cute) tiva moments!!  *internally screams in tiva* 🥺😂 anyways I hope you liked the second chapter!
           - nikki ❤