"Where should I put this?" Ziva said, holding up a knife block.

"How many of those do you have?" Tony asked in disbelief.

"Not sure," Ziva said, leaning down to get more stuff out of the box.

After a year of dating, Tony and Ziva had decided to move in together in Tony's apartment.

"Ok, that's it. If you unpack one more box of knifes or anything to do with weaponry, I will ban you from ever being in the same room as me," Tony said.

"You didn't have a problem with them when you were at my place," Ziva replied slyly.

Tony stuck his tongue out.

"Very mature," she laughed. "Ok, this goes on the mantelpiece."

"What is it?" Tony said, going over to look. Ziva showed him.

It was a photo of three girls, all smiling at the camera.

"Who's that?" Tony asked. Ziva punched him on the arm.

"It's me!"

"Well I can see that, you barely look any different. How old were you?"


"Who are the other two?"

Ziva tilted her head to one side and smiled. "Tali and Ariel."

"Nice. Put it on the mantel," Tony said, picking up another photo. "Put this with it."

"What is it?" Ziva asked.

It was the photo McGee had taken of them at the crime scene. Abby had made dozens of copies and put it up all around the office. It had taken weeks to find them all and take them down.

"Nice," Ziva said.

An hour later they were done unpacking. Both of them were covered in dust from attempting to clean out some of Tony's cupboards. They fell in a heap on the couch.

"God, you stink," Ziva said, leaning on Tony's shoulder.

"Not as much as you." That earned him a pounding.

"Hey! Lay off, woman," he said, holding his hands up.

"What's that?" Ziva asked, pointing to a box that had fallen out of Tony's pocket and onto the floor.

He couldn't see it. "What?"

Ziva leant over to retrieve it, still holding Tony against the couch so he couldn't move. "This," she said, holding it up to his face.

Tony grinned. "Guess."

Ziva flipped the lid open. "Oh my God."

"Marry me, Ziva David," Tony said, somewhat anxiously. This wasn't exactly how he had planned to do it, but what the hell.

Ziva stared at the ring. Simple, not to big, but beautiful.

"Ziva?" Tony said.

"Yes," she said quietly.


"Yes!" she cried. She put the ring on and kissed him.


"What was that?" Tony asked.

"I have no idea."

They could hear a faint "Come on, let's go quick!" outside.

Two days later they were sitting at the table opening the mail.

"Hey, this one's addressed to both of us," Ziva said.

"Goody," Tony said with a goofy smile on his face.

Ziva cut the envelope open and pulled out the single item that was its contents.

It was a photo of them on the couch, just after Ziva had put the ring on.

"McProbius is turning into a stalker," Tony said. "Nice shot though. You can really see the dirt smears on your face."

"You're no better," Ziva said, getting up and putting the photo on the mantel. She smiled.

Things were perfect.

A/N Soppy ending, I know. )

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Thanks to everyone that has been reviewing. Much appreciated.

I'm taking a hiatus from writing for a while (like two weeks or more). Catching up on schoolwork is going to be my main priority. I will still be going online to read fanfics, reply to reviews, etc, I just won't be writing.

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