Ziva's Birthday Weekend!

It's Ziva's birthday and Tim is determined to make sure this is the best birthday she has ever had. He has the whole gang along to make it happen.

Disclaimer 1: For those of you following my other series, no worries, I have not abandoned them. I hate when people do that. I guarantee they will be completed.

Disclaimer 2: I rarely, if ever, write cannon. I write how the story takes me.

Disclaimer 3: I don't own NCIS or any of their characters. To clarify, I OWN NOTHING.

Special Agent Timothy McGee stood knocking on the door of Special Agent Ziva David at 4:00 am in the morning. He knew he was taking his life into his own hands by doing this but he didn't care. He was on a mission and that mission was the exotic beauty who had just opened the door with her hair all over the place and her sig in her hand pointed at the floor.

Ziva glared at Tim and in a very low voice full of venom asked, "Give me one good reason why I should not shoot you right now?"

Tim just smiled and said, "because you think I'm cute and you would be very unhappy when you finally woke up completely and saw my lifeless body on the floor."

Ziva tried valiantly to hold on to her grouchy mood but it was very difficult with Tim standing there smiling at her. She knew he knew she could kill him in a dozen different ways in an instant but there he stood smiling at her with no fear of her at all. Damn, he was right. Not only was he cute but he was downright handsome and she could never be mad at him.

"Why are you here at this hour" she asked still trying to sound grouchy?

He stepped up to her, picked her up and swung her around before putting her back down and saying, "Happy birthday beautiful."

Ziva, who was still trying to catch her breath from being picked up and twirled around graced him with her first smile of the day.

"Thank you, Timothy." she said. "But that still does not explain why you are here so early."

"Your birthday of fun has just begun and we will start by getting your morning run out of the way, soooooo, as much as I adore what you have on or should I say what you don't have on, you need to go put on your running gear" with that said, Tim gave her a peck on the lips, turned her around and started her on her way to the bedroom with a smack on her bottom.

Ziva was wearing one of Tim's MIT shirts, which she loved to sleep in because she knew Tim loved to see her in them. As she walked away throwing her hips from side to side, she gave him a sultry look over her shoulder and raised the bottom of the shirt up so he could see that he had been right about what she wasn't wearing as all he saw was beautiful flawless skin. Tim groaned at the sight and Ziva started laughing as she closed the bedroom door to get dressed.

Tim came the rest of the way into the apartment and put his gym bag down on the floor. He went to the kitchen and started making protein shakes for them. After he was done, he put them in the freezer as they would not be gone long enough for them to freeze. While he waited for Ziva, he started doing some warm up exercises in preparation for their run. Where Ziva liked to run in sweats, Tim liked to run in shorts. He had on a pair of his MIT shorts and a MIT hoody as it was a little chilly outside this early in the morning.

Ziva came out the bedroom in her gray sweat pants and a NCIS hoody on. Tim was sitting on the floor with his legs straight out in front of him leaning forward to touch his toes. When Tim raised back up with his back against the couch, Ziva walked over and sat down on Tim's lap straddling him. Tim just smiled and putting both hands on her bottom drew her closer to the tent that had formed in his shorts. Smiling, Ziva allowed herself to be pulled forward until she could feel his desire for her. She leaned forward wrapping her arms around Tim's neck and whispered in his ear

"I do not believe the kiss you gave me this morning was a proper kiss."

Tim smiled, "Then I suppose I had better take care of that right away." he said as he crashed his lips on hers.

Ziva moaned as her mouth was ravaged by Tim. She did not know what it was about this man but she could kiss him all day. Ziva had forgotten about the run as she started grinding on the object that had brought her so much pleasure in the past. The only thing she needed to have fun on her birthday was right here in her arms kissing her senseless. Tim started placing kisses down Ziva's throat until he reached the spot on her neck that drove her wild. As Tim listened to Ziva moan, he knew he had to bring this to a close or they would never leave her apartment. He raised his head from her neck and looked into those gorgeous eyes that he loved. Right now, they were cloudy with want and need. His resolve almost broke but he had this whole weekend planned just for her and he would just have to put his needs aside so he could give her this celebration of her birthday.

"Ziva" he whispered softly.

"hhhmmm" she murmured.

"We need to go run sweetie."

Ziva finally came out of her trance and smiled as she felt what was poking her

"Are you going to be able to run with this Timothy?" she asked as she did a slow grind on him to let him know what she was referring to.

Tim groaned and then stilled Ziva moments with his hands on her bum.

"You don't play fair." he accused. "But we still have to get going. We have people waiting for us."

Now that got Ziva's attention. Finally getting up and helping Tim up, Ziva asked

"What do you mean, people are waiting for us?"

Tim took her in his arms and swooped down to give her a quick kiss before saying

"You, my beautiful ninja, are going to have a birthday you will never forget. Now, let's get this show on the road."

Ziva and Tim ran further, faster and harder than they normally did because they both knew their little make out session at the apartment had left them both sexually charged and if they were going to make it through the day without embarrassing and outing themselves, they needed to work off a lot of pent up sexual energy. When they got back to the apartment, Tim retrieved the protein shakes from the freezer and handed one to Ziva. Her eyes lit up. She always thought Tim made them better than she did. They finished their drinks and as Tim started washing the dishes he told Ziva to go take her shower first. Looking disappointed as she always enjoyed when they showered together she asked

"You are not joining me?"

Tim looked at her but knew he couldn't get in shower with her. He walked over to her and brought her into his embrace as her arms automatically went around his waist.

"Baby, I would like nothing better than to take a shower with you but I know I would not be able to resist making love to you and you know as well as I do that if we start, we are not leaving this apartment today."

Looking up at him, she asked, "What is wrong with that?"

"Absolutely nothing except as I said before, we have people waiting for us who are looking forward to celebrating your special day with you. Don't worry baby, I will make it up to you. I have something special planned for just the two of us."

Ziva considered his smiling face and could not help but smile back at him. What she did to deserve this man she did not know but she was eternally grateful.

"Ok" she said and then stood on her toes to give him a quick peck on the lips before scurrying into the bedroom to take her shower.

"Pack a bag with a couple of changes of gym clothes in them." Tim shouted through the closed door.

"Ok" he heard her answer.

Tim felt like he was the luckiest man on earth to have someone as great as Ziva in his life. He knew she had lived a hard life and he wanted to give her this weekend of fun. He wanted her to realize that her birth and her life meant something. He would make sure that there would not be one moment of sadness for her this entire weekend. He was on a mission.

As Tim was driving to the Navy Yard, they were laughing themselves silly. Ziva was trying to interrogate Tim to find out what they were doing today and Tim was acting like a suspect and giving Ziva all kinds of silly answers that made no sense.

"Where are we going Tim?" Ziva asked while trying to glare at him.

"That's for me to know and you to find out" he retorted while sticking his tongue out at her.

Ziva giggled at his nonsense. Tim told Ziva a naughty joke and that cracked her up. She was laughing so hard that tears were coming down her face. Tim was laughing right along with her. Ziva tried to get herself together as they approached the gate but one look at Tim and she was gone again. Ziva had already given Tim her ID so along with his he passed both over to guard. It was a guard they both knew so ID check was just a formality but the guard was struck speechless. He had never seen Ziva smile let along laugh. Tim was trying to hold back his laughter because it would have been at the guard's expense. He knew what the guard was thinking and the look on his face was hilarious. Tim decided to help the poor man out.

"Are we good to go Randy?" Tim asked the guard whose actual name was Randall which he hated.

"Oh, I'm sorry Tim, yeah, you guys are good." He said handing the ID's back to Tim.

"Thanks Randy!" Tim said as they drove off.

When they turned the corner, Ziva and Tim looked at each other and then broke up once again. They laughed all the way to the parking lot where everyone was waiting for them. Gibbs, Ducky, Vance and family, Jimmy and Breena, Tony and Abby all had their mouths open when they saw how hard Ziva was laughing when they pulled in. Ziva took one look at the gang with mouths hanging open and she was gone again. Tim slowly brought his phone up so he wouldn't startle them and took a couple of pictures before anyone could regain their senses.

Finally, Tim said "Sorry we're late, let's get this show on the road!"

That seemed to break the spell and everyone rushed over to Ziva to wish her a happy birthday. Once the hoopla died down everyone turned to Tim and Tony asked what everyone else was thinking

"Hey Probie, why did you have everyone meet in this parking lot?"

Tim looked behind the group and smiled; "Because of that." he said pointing as a small military bus pulled into the parking lot.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, our chariot awaits us." Tim said with a flourish.

The group looked at Tim as though he had two heads. They couldn't believe that Tim had wrangled them a bus and driver.

Vance walked over to Tim smiling "How the hell did you pull this off McGee?"

Jared and Kayla started giggling as they already knew the answer. Smiling shyly, Tim said

"The base commander's son is one of the kids I tutor. I wouldn't take money from him so he said if I ever needed anything just ask. So, I asked." Tim shrugged his shoulders and everyone broke out laughing. Even Gibbs had a smile on his face as he looked at his youngest surrogate son.

Tim decided it was time to take control so they could get going.

"Alright people, gear up and load up. We're burning daylight." he shouted.

Still laughing, everyone went back to their cars and retrieved their bags and started boarding the bus. As they boarded everyone greeted the driver. Tim boarded last so he could make a short speech.

"Everyone, this is SFC Robert Clark better known as handles. He has graciously volunteered to be our chauffeur today. Handles is the NCOIC of Security Forces so he will also have our six and watch our valuables so you can leave everything on the bus at every stop we make. Are there any questions?" Tim asked.

"Yeah Probie, I've got two questions." Tony shouted.

"Whatcha got Tony?" Tim asked.

"First, why do they call Sergeant Clark Handles?"

Tim and handles looked at each other before they broke out laughing.

"That one is easy Tony, it's because he handles the rock like Kyrie Irving." Tim stated still chuckling.

Tony got a kick out of that and started laughing himself.

"What's your second question Tony?" Tim asked.

Still chuckling, Tony asked "How did you get the NCOIC of Security Forces to volunteer to drive us clowns around? Do you tutor his kid too?" Tony asked jokingly.

Tim looked down blushing with a slight smile on his face.

"No way!" Tony shouted.

Tim looked up and said "way!"

The whole bus broke up including handles. Jared was laughing so hard that he fell off his seat. Tony had tears coming down his face. Jimmy almost fell on top of Jared. Ducky was having a good laugh with Abby. The Vance's laughed even harder as they watched their son fall off his seat in laughter. Gibbs was chuckling to himself. Breena had her face in Jimmy's chest as she laughed. Ziva had a big smile on her face as she looked adoringly at her man.

When he could control himself, Handles said "Hey, this is the least I could do. Once Tim started tutoring Bree, she went from a D to a B+."

For some reason, that broke everyone up again and it took a while before anyone could breathe normally again. Once they had some semblance of decorum back Ziva raised her hand to ask a question.

"Yes Ziva?" Tim inquired.

"If your friend is in Security Forces, why does he handle rocks?"

This time it was total chaos as everyone hit the floor. There was no bringing anyone back this time. Except for Ziva, Breena and Abby, the whole bus was in an uproar. Tim actually fell out of the bus and was on the ground laughing and handles was on floor holding his side as he couldn't stop laughing. Kayla and Jackie Vance knew about basketball because of Leon and Jared so they were also laughing nonstop. Every time it looked like the laughter would die down, they would look at the three ladies with the confused looks on their face and that would set them off again. Even Gibbs was not able to stop the belly laugh that came after Ziva's question. Finally, they were able to pull themselves back together.

Tim climb back on the bus and pointing at Jared said "Jared, why don't you take this one."

Smiling, Jared said "Ok Tim." Jared stood and turned to Ziva, Abby and Breena and started to explain to them.

"In basketball, another name for the basketball is the rock and another name for dribbling is called having handles. If you are really good at dribbling the basketball people say you got mad handles. Oh, the way I just used mad means really really good. So, if I say he has mad handles or he can really handle the rock what I'm actually saying is he can dribble the basketball really well."

All three ladies nodded as they understood Jared's explanation and even started chuckling a little when they thought back to what Ziva had asked.

Leon and Jackie looked at their son smiling and gave him a thumbs up.

Breena raised her hand,

Tim asked "Yes Breena?"

"Uh, who is Kyrie Irving?"

Smiling, Tim pointed to Jared again, "Jared!"

Also smiling, Jared again explained "Kyrie Irving is a point guard in the NBA. The NBA stands for National Basketball Association. The point guard is the one who dribbles the ball the most. Most people who follow basketball say Kyrie Irving has the best handles in the NBA or in other words, he is the best basketball dribbler in the NBA."

After Jared was through, the whole bus gave him a round of applause for his clear explanation. Jared was smiling ear to ear as he took a bow before taking his seat.

"Alright Handles, get us out of here before something else gets said and we are on the floor again." Tim instructed.

Still chuckling, Handles said "You got it Tim."

As they were pulling off, Tony said

"Tim, you're like the Godfather, you tutor everyone kids and they all owe you favors." Making his voice sound like Marlon Brando in the Godfather, Tony says "If I do this for you, sometime in the future, I will ask you to do a favor for me."

That got the bus cracking up again and Tim couldn't help but think that this birthday weekend for Ziva had gotten off to a great start and he would do everything in his power to make sure the whole weekend went that way.

As they were riding, Gibbs looked around the bus to see who was talking to who. The dynamics of his family put a rare smile on his face. Jared and Tim were in deep discussion about a video game. Abby and Kayla were talking forensics since that's what Kayla wanted to do when she finished school. As Breena was pregnant, she and Jackie were deep in baby talk mode. Leon and Jimmy were discussing his future with NCIS. Ducky was sitting in back with Ziva and Tony discussing the pros and cons of movie theater vs stage theatre. Gibbs made his way up to the front of the bus and sat across from handles. Handles took one look at Gibbs and started chuckling.

"How long were you in the Marines?" he asked Gibbs.

Gibbs also started chuckling "11 years."

"That's quite a group you got back there." Handles remarked.

Looking back at his family and listening to all of the different conversations that were going on, Gibbs said "yeah, wouldn't trade them for anything."