Roxy, 31, Ziva/Tiva/Cote are the reason I came here. Sticking around cause I don't know any better. TV, books, food, travel, these are a few of my favorite things. 💗The Lord.
"What is essential, is invisible to the eye."
Tony and Ziva’s first and last time
seeing each other
only time will tell us how, to carry on without each other, so keep me awake to memorize you; give me more time to feel this way. we can’t stay like this forever, but I can have you next to me, today.
when someone is being condescending to you about something you know more about than them
Just a fluffy fic to chase away the feels. For my dear, Kimberly.
Ziva gathers up the folders on her desk and stacks them neatly on one corner. Pushing back her chair she stands, and without a word she grabs her coat, slips her arms in and fastens it snugly…
Look at this… small body taking up so much space.
You are the one who suggested we bring her in here with us.
Yeah, but she kind of kicked me one too many times last night.
She does look cute though. Very.
Ziva didn’t even have to look at the caller ID to know that she wasn’t going to like what she was about to hear. There were only a handful of people who had her new cell number, and if any of them called at this hour, it could only mean bad news. Seeing Tony’s name on the screen comforted her in her theory that her evening – their evening – was about to be ruined. Sighing heavily, she dropped her book and took the call.
If I had known it was gonna turn out like this, I would’ve not.
do you ever just get hit with the fact he went searching for her
not once but twice and almost died in the process