Second chance

Second chance: Part 12

Tony ran his fingers through Ziva's hair, up and down. "I wish you knew how I feel" he whispers and kiss her on the forehead. Ziva wakes up and see his beauiful smile, "Hey." "Hey Ziva." She sits up next to him. "What do you want to do Ziva?" "Eh, maybe go for a walk?" "Yea sure." Ziva changed clothes because she only had one of Tony's big T-shirts. She took a white tank top and some green pants. "Are you ready, Tony?" "Yes lets go." He looked the door behind them and went. It wasn't a sunny day, only clouds in the sky and it almost looked like it would start raining. "Which way?" "Um that way." Ziva says and point at the park. They went into a big park. "Are you freezing?" Ask Tony gently. "Yea a bit." Tony took off his jacket, "here you go." He gave his jacket to her and Ziva put it on. "Thank you Tony" she says with a smile. It started to rain a little. "Can we go back to your place?" "Um, I've a better idea. Follow me." It started to rain more and more. "It's pouring down Tony! Where are we going?" He took her hand and started to run. They run to the other end of the park. Tony stopped at a big tree and Tony looked up. His tree house was still there. "Tony, where are we going? I'm soaking wet and I'm freezing!" "Climb up." Ziva was little unsure of Tony but she did as he said. She grabbed the ladder that hanging down from the tree and climbed up. "I'm right behind you." Ziva opened the gap in the floor and climbed in. "Wow. Where are we, Tony?" "Welcome to my tree house." "Your tree house?" She giggled a bit. "Yea. I build this with my mum when I was a kid. I haven't been here in years." "So sweet. I like it." A smile come across Tony's face. He pulled out a blanket from a box that he did when he went in school. "Take off of the jacket and put this on." He says as he give her the blanket. "You are soaking wet too. Come here, we can share on it." She replied and took off Tony's jacket. He crawled to Ziva and sat next to her. She laid her head in his lap, took the blanket over them and looked up at him. She smiled. "You look beautiful, Ziva." "I'm soaking wet" she giggled, "but thank you" she says with a smile. "Tell me the story about this tree house." "Really?" "Yes please. I want to know." Tony started to tell her some stories about it and some others. "So sweet. When was you here last?" Ziva ask. "I was here last time, before my mum died. I was around 7 years old." "I'm sorry Tony." "It's okay. You couldn't have known." He says with a smile. He ran his fingers through her hair and looked into her brown eyes. She looks back and puts her hand on his cheek. Tony put his hand on hers and she smiled. He bends over a bit, until his lips finally touching hers.

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