THE START OF THIS WAS WRITTEN BY MY ACHOTI; MOLLYGIBBS101. IT WAS WRITTEN WITH PERMISSION FROM HER.

TODA FOR ALLOWING ME THE PRIVELEDGE OF USING YOUR STORY IN AN EXTENSION OF HOW I SAW IT

I HAD A FLASH OF MITZVOT AND JEWISH RULES AND RITUALS WHILE READING YOUR ORIGINAL STORY

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(START WRITTEN BY MOLLYGIBBS101)

Irony

Definitions of Irony:

a. The use of words to express something different from and often opposite to their literal meaning.

b. An expression or utterance marked by a deliberate contrast between apparent and intended meaning.

c. A literary style employing such contrasts for humorous or rhetorical effect.

Gibbs sighed as the twittering early morning birds woke him up... again.

He wouldn't mind except it was everyday at exactly the same time, you certainly knew when it was half five in the morning at Gibbs' house... and on a freaking Sunday...

Gibbs grinned to himself, he felt that he was up for a spot of target practise today, and there were a few cats around so he wouldn't have to worry about evidence.

The perfect crime.

He got up and stretched before walking over to his window and opening the curtains, temporarily blinding himself as the morning sun blared at him, even if it was only half risen. He let his eyes adjust before he looked out at the 'quiet' morning. He saw the old tree in his front garden, he knew there was a reason he wanted to cut down that goddamn tree, but oh no, his neighbour knew best... his neighbour was also partially deaf.

He looked out at the road and sighed again, no cars, just peace... and those twittering birds. He was about to turn away when a mass of chocolate curls caught his eye. He grinned to himself as the figure slowed to a stop from her run to stretch. It was Ziva. He watched as his Israeli Officer stretched her hamstrings and other muscles before beginning to run again. Gibbs wore a puzzled expression as Ziva stopped again. She walked a few steps and bent down slightly to smell the roses in Gibbs' front garden. Gibbs knew exactly when the sweet aroma hit her senses as she smiled, she stood up straight and smiled at the birds. She cricked her neck before continuing her run, the smile still on her face, Gibbs watched her as she completely disappeared. Huh, whould'a thought?

He looked at the birds twittering away and a smile graced his face.

'' Saved by the assassin/' he muttered.

How Ironic...

(END OF PART WRITTEN BY MOLLYGIBBS101)

Later on that day...

Gibbs grinned at Ziva, "You saved the birds this morning, you are an angel aren't you?"

Ziva looked confused an, d raised her eyebrow at him, they had been dating for just over a week now, "What do you mean?"

Gibbs pulled her close and kissed her softly, "You know that ...shooting I do when I get bored?"

Ziva nodded in response and then looked shocked, "You shoot birds?"

Gibbs nodded, "Used to, but you distracted me this morning when you ran past my house"

Ziva smacked his arm, "If we are going to be together, I want you to learn something about Judaism"

Gibbs nodded, watching her, as Ziva continued, "Above all rules, Life is Sacred" she said firmly

Jethro looked down guiltily and received a kiss, "I'll make it up to you my love" he said softly and got more kisses from his lover