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A Feeling Like That

by: WhiskeyTears (Send Feedback)

Series: - No Series - #1
Chapters: 003 Word Count: 1883
Rating: MATURE
Character(s): Tony DiNozzo, Abby Sciuto, Ziva David, Timothy McGee, Ensemble
Category(ies): Action/Adventure, Angst/Drama, Episode Related, Fluff, Humor, Mystery, Romance
Pairing(s): Abby/McGee, Tony/Ziva
Episode(s): 3-08 Under Covers
Summary: Takes place after the episode Under Covers 03.08. Tony starts thinking the whole under cover assignment wasn't too bad of a situation.

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No Sleep Tonight

It was two AM and they were both more grossed out and tired then either of them could ever remember being before. If Tony had any worries about working that closely with Ziva, they were all squelched within the first hour of collecting John Doe’s skin off of logs, branches and rocks. He worked more on keeping his stomach settled and quiet then he had anything else all day. He was sure Ziva had done the same thing for as the sun rose higher in the sky, the heat and the smell got worse. As it was they couldn’t go home until a preliminary report was typed and awaiting Gibb’s eyes in the morning.

Tony’s hands were on his keyboard but his eyes were watching Ziva flip out on her computer again. She picked up the keyboard and shook it in her frustration. He had noticed that about her. When she got tired, she started letting her emotions get the better of her. It was usual only the bad emotions like rage, anger, or in this case frustration, but at least he was able to see into her a little bit. He knew Ziva David the Mossad Officer and for a long time that was enough. But lately that wasn’t cutting it.

“What’s your favorite color?” Tony asked before his mind could catch up to his mouth and he realized what he was saying.

Ziva glanced up at him suspiciously, keyboard raised in the air and eyes narrowed. The look on his face let her know how ridiculous she must have looked so she calmed down and placed the piece of technology back on her desk.

“Why do you ask Tony? Are you buying me a present?” She asked getting that teasing tone in her voice the way she only seemed to do with him. Or at least he thought.

“No it’s… Jessica’s birthday and I want to pick her out something really…special. I thought I’d get a women’s input…no offence.”

The amount of innuendo in his voice was enough to choke a small water buffalo, as Ducky was always saying. And perfect, why not just tell her because you’d like to know DiNozzo? Why not just say because you are curious instead of being a jerk? He felt like slapping himself on the back of the head.

Ziva rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to her computer screen. If she were going to get any work done and back home to catch a few hours of sleep then she figured she might as well indulge him so he would leave her alone.

“Black” she said matter of factly.

It was amazing how much that did not surprise him. But not being anyone’s number one choice, besides Abby’s, he figured he’d ask why.

“Black…not on the Family Feud list of people’s favorite colors.”

“What?” she said exasperated with him.

“Why black Zee-Vah?”

“It is concealing, hides you when you want to be hidden.” She stopped, planning to end her sentence right there because as far as Tony was concerned, it seemed a logical answer, but she just had to dig a little deeper, the way she did every time.

“And it’s sexy.”

She hit the print button and glanced up in time to see the surprise wipe over Tony’s face. He recovered quickly, but not quick enough. She caught the paper out of the printer and laid it on Gibbs’ desk then walked over to stand in front of Tony. She leaned in just slightly and with a little, some would say evil, smile playing on her lips, she whispered “Goodnight Tony.”

She let her words hang between them then headed off towards the elevators chuckling to herself. She knew DiNozzo would be watching her until she entered the elevator. She was sure he then turned back to his blank computer screen and only then began typing his report that was due to Gibbs in a matter of hours. Poor thing wouldn’t get any sleep tonight.

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