“DiNozzo, look at the clock it’s 4:30 you’re going to be late.” Gibbs alisema as he entered the bullpen.

“But boss, we have the suspect in interrogation and I have to finish last week’s case ripoti before I go.” Tony alisema in distress as he sat at his desk.

“Dorneget can take this suspect, gut feeling he’s not the one. Plus, these things only happen every so often and Ziva would not want wewe to be late. wewe know how she is.” Gibbs alisema as Tony nodded and grabbed his gear to head for the elevator.

X

Tony put the key in the door and unlocked it. He dropped his bag inayofuata Ziva’s...

These are all completed multi-chapters stories.

These stories made me laugh, they made me cry, they made me upset, they made my moyo went out for them. They kept me company when I felt so alone. They became my bedmates on cold rainy nights and my companions under the sun on a lazy breezy day.

If I don't feel my moyo jump with even one scene then it's not worth my time.

Some of these fics may have spelling and grammar deficiencies but their stories are so wonderfully told wewe just forget those little honest to goodness missteps.

Here they are in no particular order:

1. After Somalia kwa AliyahNCIS...

"After nine months the secret comes out." ~ Yiddish Proverb

No one was saying a word as the team exited the elevator hauling their suspect with them as they began to lead him to interrogation. As they passed the bullpen McGee spotted something kwa Tony’s dawati that wasn’t there when they left and as far as he knew wouldn’t belong there at any other time either.

“Uh, Tony?” the younger agent asked, “Do we have a witness with a baby coming in?”

“What?”

McGee stopped with the rest of the team following his lead and he nodded towards the stroller that was parked kwa Tony’s desk. “The...

Lovely recap kwa Megan, with special focus on the defining moments for Tiva in Season 8, just to appreciate how far our ship has come. :)
Source: probalicious.tumblr.com

What a wonderful season for our inayopendelewa couple we upendo to ship. It was good wasn’t it?! When I got this request (anon shout out) I became overwhelmed with all of the “defining” moments Tony and Ziva experienced in the past season. It began in buibui and the Fly and continued right through to Pyramid. Now wewe may be asking yourself au me What are wewe talking about? Tony and Ziva both had significant others this season. You...

"Ziva, come on, we’re gonna be late!"

"Okay, okay just one moment."

They were already running behind on their morning, thanks to an unset alarm and a broken water heater. They’d spent the past 30 dakika gathering up all the belongings they needed for their short trip to the Palmer house for a ‘family’ brunch, but they quickly learned that having a child comes with needing many zaidi items and bags than normal.

She had just changed their daughter’s diaper and was bustling around the room, stocking, pantyhose the diaper bag for their afternoon outing.

"Where is her purple zebra?" She calls out....

So here's a short little excerpt from my new Tiva fic! (the one involving Truth questions, whiskey and Skittles lol :P) I hope wewe girls like it! I might post the whole thing once it's done :)


'By this point in the game, both agents were tipsy and could feel their inhibitions floating out the window.

Ziva screwed up her face in disgust as she downed the vile mixture.

"Ugh, whiskey and Skittles were never meant to be consumed together," she groaned. Tony laughed.

"That's the point," he said. "It's supposed to make wewe want to answer the swali instead of suffering through that poison." He indicated...

Tony lowered his camera to his knee and draped his arm around the woman beside him on the bench in the park. He was enjoying that she would accompany him when he had to do surveillance duty. He never told Gibbs that she was joining him when he was sent out on his own, but Gibbs knew everything so it wouldn’t surprise him in the least if he knew that they used this time to be together as well. It was completely against protocol, but it had yet to interfere with the last three cases so he figured Gibbs was just going to let it slide.

He turned his head slightly and placed a kiss in her hair...

hujambo guys, just need to write down my thoughts before they run away.

Okay, so we're all wondering "WHY IS TONY WILLING TO BE WITH EJ AND NOT ZIVA?". In my mind, Tony is trying to cling desperately to his old self, because let's face it, it's what he (and us, no doubt) are used to. The skin is comfortable (or at least, it used to be, until he rescued Ziva from Somalia). EJ is like the skin. From the beginning, Ziva has always challenged him to be a man (remember, Identity Crisis and Internal Affairs, especially?) She doesn't want him to change, she just wants him to take on some responsibility...

They had promised to meet a mwaka after their goodbye, in Paris, the city of love.


Ziva David left terminal 2E in a taxi. The driver was a small magumu man with a red face, who had taken her small case and thrown it in the back of his car. “Où vàs tu?” Her asked her from the front kiti, kiti cha of the small black car. “La Tour de Eiffel, merci” The car drove through the packed Parisian streets as the siku retreated to night. The car pulled a few streets away from the tower and Ziva heard the man mumble something about too many cars. She smiled and decided a walk would clear her stomach of the...

Sorry this took awhile, DaveX had me juggling whether au not to continue! All right, this was ilitumwa on Fanfiction.net before that thing happened. Oh, DaveX, if wewe read this, I do this for fun. Restraining orders against mashabiki would just lose popularity in the show. Wow, you're stupid (still talking to Dave, guys.)

Tony finally works up the courage to ask his boss. "Um, Gibbs?"
"What, DiNozzo?" Gibbs snaps. Tony takes a step back.
"I just wanted to know if wewe could let me... break... one of the rules."
The atmosphere immediately changes. "Rule 12?"
"How did wewe guess?"
"That's the rule people always...

"So what’s the big news? Are wewe guys buying this yacht? That would be so cool! We could have parties on i all the time, and Gibbs could samaki and Ducky could tell us stories about all the boating stuff that he knows…"

"Abby, Abby, calm down."

"Right, sorry, Timmy. Got a little excited."

"Anyway, we’re not buying a boat. The feds don’t pay us that much."

"Well, I don’t know. It was a guess. I mean, wewe guys brought us out here for a nice chajio, chakula cha jioni and a sail, I just assumed that we were getting a boat."

"We, Abby? Would not the mashua be mine and Tony’s?"

"Ah, wewe know what I mean. Get...

Linking her fingers through his, she took a deep breath before the closed door. Even now, it still seemed so surreal sometimes; surreal that they had finally made it to this point in their lives; surreal that after so many years of abject denial, the feelings they had harbored secretly were now blatant truths, affirmed and mutual. She glanced over at her partner only to find him already gazing at her, his green eyes a mixture of nerves, affection, and happiness.

Happiness. Love. His eyes sparkled with it as he gave her a small grin, causing her to gasp at the intensity of his stare. Even after...

He’s just dozing when he sees them, the beginnings of pinkish purple lights streaking across deep blue blanketed sky like bruises on skin. Dawn. The word makes his stomach clench and roil, and he instinctively pulls the warm body inayofuata to him closer between the sheets. A hint of a smile tugs at the edges of his lips when he hears her responding muffled groan against his chest.

Images from the awali night flash through his mind like the film of an old movie; her lips on his skin, his fingers in her hair, their bodies fitting together as perfectly as he had always known they would. The sudden...

The kiss pressed to the spot just beneath her ear made her giggle, and she lifted a hand to bat away the perpetrator.

“Tony, stop it,” she alisema warningly. “I am trying to watch a movie here.”

“So am I,” he murmured, but he continued to nuzzle her skin. She tilted her head back—exposing zaidi of her neck to him—intending to let him finish with his onyesha of affection and then continue watching the movie, but it was clear that he had other intentions when his lips began grazing downwards and downwards. With the help of an overeager hand, the sleeve of her blouse was tugged off her...

Tony softly closed the bedroom door behind him as he heard Ziva shift on the kitanda across the room. She catches sight of him and sits up in bed, stifling a yawn.

“Hey sweetcheeks, how was your nap?” Tony asked as he sat down on the kitanda inayofuata to her.

“It was refreshing, just what I needed after today,” Ziva replied.

“Oh yes, how is our little own doing?” Tony asked as he rubbed his hand over Ziva’s belly, smiling as he did so.

“The doctor alisema it’s perfectly healthy, and we can find out the sex of the baby in two weeks if want,” Ziva said, smiling at Tony’s hands on her ever-growing...

This is my first Tiva fanfic. I hope wewe like it!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own NCIS au any of it's characters. That is the genius that is Don Bellisario.

Tony edged his way through the elevator door, holding the multiple coffees in one hand and Abby's Caf-Pow drink in the other.
“How do wewe do that?” McGee asked.
“He doesn't know.” Gibbs spoke suddenly, making Ziva jump.
“Gibbs! Coffee?” Without waiting for an answer, Tony handed Gibbs a coffee.
“Thanks.” Gibbs said. He took a sip. “Come on. We have a dead Marine in southern Pennsylvania. McGee-” he tossed him the car keys-”You're...

It is warm at the beach, pwani that day.

Though the clouds hide the sun, the heat still radiates down onto the rocky coast, lining the inlet the turns into the ocean a little ways out.

Their daughter tries running ahead of them, rapidly hoping over the rocks, trying to keep her balance on the uneven surface.

"Be careful, little ninja," Tony calls out to her. "Those are some big rocks."

The little girl simply giggles loudly as she continues her path out towards the water’s edge.

Ziva rolls her eyes as they continue to follow the girl.

"Why did she have to get your sense of discipline, Tony?”

"Hey," he...

I decided to do some Tiva iPod drabbles, sorry if they're a bit long, it's just once I start it's a bit hard to stop! xD That's also why I did five!

I came up with these trying to come up with the sekunde chapter of my fanfic 'Blame It On My Youth'. Check it out!

Anyway, I better tell wewe I don't have anything to do with NCIS apart from the fact that I upendo it!

The characters may be a bit out of character so be warned! :)

Anyway Enjoy!

Feels Like Tonight - Daughtry

wewe can do this, DiNozzo, he thought to himself.

He strolled out of the elevator, but stopped in his tracks when he laid eyes on Ziva....

I wrote and ilitumwa this fanfic some months zamani in Spanish. I don't feel comfortable uandishi in English, I always feel I can't quite express what I mean. Even translating feels weird, I'm not happy with the result but here it is. If it contains any kind of Zivaism, let me know and I'll fix it.

Oh, in case it isn't clear, it's set in "Jetlag", during the night they spent in Paris. Enjoy!

None of them was sleeping. The lack of snoring gave them away. Paris, the city of upendo and they were back to back but without touching. They were almost there. Ziva could feel the heat irradiating from Tony, coating...

Wrote this awhile back, was pretty well received on Fanfic.net so I thought why not post it here? xD I hope wewe like it.


Scars

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She's been afraid of them ever since she got her first, afraid to onyesha them to the world. Because they'd judge her, scars were from failed battles, they were her weaknesses. Each scar told a different story, and it was memories she never wanted to remember.

Scars were the only thing worse than death, because wewe had to live with it. Though most of her scars were faint they were still there and she could pin point every single one and tell wewe what weapon had marred...