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"Okay," Tony inhaled deeply, pacing nervously before the woman who stood before him. He clapped his hands, rubbing them together to calm down his jumping nerves. His emerald green eyes met with her chocolate brown ones, and he forced himself to bathroom really was no place to be doing things like this, but he really had no other choice, did he?
"Just say whatever it is you need to, Tony," Ziva encouraged, leaning back onto the edge of the counter and crossing her arms. Her smile did nothing more than boost his nerves to a point of insanity.
Tony nodded, trying to find the right words. "Honey-"
Ziva let out a silent chuckle, smothering it with her hand as Tony gave her a narrowed look. "Sorry."
"-I've, well, I...I've been with alot of girls in my life."
Ziva squinted her eyes shut, shaking her head. "Not the best way to start, Tony."
"Now just wait a second!" Tony held out his hands in his defense. "I know that sounds bad, but when we first met, we promised to tell each other everything; the truth about ourselves." He looked at her for an approving look, happy to see her nod with consideration. "And if it's any consolation, none of them have ever-"
"Ever what, Tony?" Ziva pressed.
Tony rubbed the back of his neck. "You know what, I can't do this!" He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. "I just can't. I'm not cut out for this type of commitment, Ziva!"
"Oh, for Goodness sakes, don't say that!" Ziva scolded. "No one wants to hear that, Tony!"
He gave her a look. "Well if you're such an expert at this then what do you think I should say?"
Ziva shook her head in a stubborn manner. "It's not up to me to come up with your proposal, Tony."
"Isn't that why you're here, Zee-Vah? Didn't you agree to help me out?"
She considered the thought for a moment before nodding. "But not by spoon feeding you every exact word that should come out of your mouth, Tony. Be a man, for heaven's sake!"
Tony smirked. "Last time you said that, I lost someone I once loved."
"Then don't be that man. Be the one you are when you're with Natalie." Ziva reached out her arm and patted her partner on his back. "You should not be afraid by a simple sentence, Tony."
"It's a big sentence, Ziva. It's huge. I mean, what if she says no?"
"Well, then she doesn't know what she'll be missing." Ziva smiled at him until he returned a small hint of a smile. "Good. Now, try it again."
"Okay." Tony took a second to recompose himself and let out a deep breath. "Honey, remember when you nearly ran me over with your dad's tractor-Ziva, stop laughing! This is serious-Oh, forget it!"