Author's Note; Thank you guys so much for all of the reviews! It made me so happy, guys! Anyways, I appreciate all of your reviews, and I'm returning the favor and I've added chapter 2...The handymen get to work. And how ever will the ladies repay them?

Leroy Jethro Gibbs slammed the door to his old Chevy. He grabbed the tool belt from the bed of his truck and walked to the front door of her house. No need to knock, he walked right in. He expected Jenny to be dressed in a blouse, dressy pants, heels, hair and make-up all done, ready to go. Figured she'd have something to do in town. She wouldn't stick around, he thought. Oh well. He walked through the door, looked at the banister and smiled. He's had to fix that many of times. Half of the times were his fault, not out of anger, but out of lust. Of course, the other half of the times, he'd had to fix it because she had purpously messed with it for an excuse for him to come over.

"Jen?" She came out of the kitchen with a ceramic mug filled with Jamaican coffee, dressed in mauve sweatpants and a rust-orange, scraggly looking sweatshirt. Her hair was in a messed up, curly pony tail. She looked at the banister, making her pony whip around her head gently. He was looking at her clothes. Shell-shocked.

"Yes, Jethro, I'm wearing sweatpants. Is that so crazy?" He moved his mouth so that the corners pointed down and his bottom lip jutted out.

"No. Not unless you're the proper Jennifer Shepard." Jethro stated. She rolled her eyes and he walked forward to the banister. He pulled a hammer out and gently tapped the framework back into place and she sat on the bottom step, watching him. They kept company, talking about the past. The times he had to fix this same banister. He'd smirk and she'd blush. After he took a screw and screwdriver out of the brown hyde tool belt, twisted the screw into place as a reenforcement, his steel-toe work boots walked him up to her bathroom. She followed him.

He ducked under the sink with a wrench in his hand, pulling the cabinet door open and removing toilet paper, extra shampoo, conditioner, and body wash containers, and started tinkering, trying to loosen up the gooseneck. When he finally detattched the piece, he examined the problem. He found it, and it sort of confused him. How'd that even get there?

"Jen, what's this hair clippy thing doing in the pipe?" He called to her from his place under the sink. She came in wearing just black hipster underwear and an unbuttoned blue and white pinstripe blouse.

"What?" He felt his mouth go dry when he looked over and saw bare legs; she wasn't in her close-fitting jeans yet. His cobalt eyes traveled up those porecelin legs, seeing what she was currently wearing. "Ohhh. I know how that happened. I was washing the top of the sink and I accidentally flung that into the sink and it went down the drain." He nods, and tries to sit up straight, to give his back a rest, and hits the back of his head off the edge of the counter holding the sink.

"Ouch! Son of a bitch!" He growls under his breath. She kneels down beside him and puts her hand over his on the back of his coarse, grey-haired head.

"Are you okay? Are you bleeding?"

"No, I'm not bleeding." He said, still having that menacing tone in his voice, not directing it toward her intentionally.

"Good, I don't wanna have to bring you to the emergency room while you're fixing up my house."

Ziva goes to open the door to see Tony standing with a tool belt around his blue-jeaned hips. She smiled at him and let him inside. His work boots stomp loudly as he walks into her living room and examines what he's going to be fixing up. The door was the first on the list.

"Thank you for doing this, Tony."

"Ah, think nothing of it, Sweetcheeks." She smiled at him. He went over to her door. All he had to do there was tighten the bolts to the wall. The hinges were loose, that's all. "Check that off the HairyButt-Do list." He said smiling. She rolled her eyes and scribbled out the top line. "What's next?"

"The shower." He grinned. "Oh, shut up, Tony! That is not even what I meant!" She said, and smacked his arm. She led him to the bathroom and he set to work adjusting the shower head. That, too, only needed to be tightened. Next came the garbage disposal. It was clogged with what looked like bits of an apple core. He cringed and pulled the bits off the blades.

"An apple core was stuck on the blades," He reported to her, looking over his shoulder to see her crouched next to him. "Sss, ouch!" He exclaimed, pulling his hand away.

"What is the matter?"

"Ohh, I cut my finger." He said, taking a paper towel from the holder above the sink.

"Let me see it.." she told him sweetly, pulling his hand gently from his own grasp. "Awh, poor baby." She said, kissing the cut on his finger. He smiled. "All better?"

"Yes, Mommy." She rolled her eyes. "Anyways, that should work now." He told her, leaning forward to adjust the drippy sink. As for the lighting, he checked the fuse box and tightened the wires. "Done, Dollface."

"Thank you, My Little Hairy Butt." She said, walking to the phone.

"What're you doing?"

"Calling for pizza. Pepperoni and mushroom okay?"

"You betcha. It's your favorite." She smiled.

"Yes, it is.."

"Remember the time we were fighting, and I ran outside, barefoot in that pair of shorts and that cable knit sweater that was too big for me, and it was pouring? And I was crying? Remember what you did?" She asked, taking a bite of her egg roll. He smiled.

"Yeah...I ran out after you in jeans and no shirt, without any shoes on, chased you to the field."

"It was the sweetest kiss you ever gave me. Like something straight out of a love scene on a movie." She said softly, looking down at the cartons of Chinese food. "It was my favorite kiss. My favorite memory." She told him honeslty. Their eyes locked together, and before he knew what he was doing, he grabbed her head and smashed his mouth onto hers. He fell forward over her, as she leaned back, her arms bent and hands on his neck. She waisted no time to respond to the kiss. They broke for air. She swallowed. "My mistake. That was my favorite kiss." He smiled at her, putting his mouth back onto hers. He picked her up and carried her to her bedroom, up the stairs.

"Ziva...remember when we were undercover as husband and wife assassins?" He asked, setting his slice of pizza down.

"Yes, of course.."

"I have a confession to make.."

"Okay, shoot."

"I wasn't acting...I kinda..felt like that.."

"I- I was not either.." He grinned. "And I think it is time for me to pay you for working on my home." She said.

"I'm ready for that." He said, still grinning and moving to her, pushing his mouth onto hers. "Bedroom?"

"Bedroom." She agreed, out of breath from that wet kiss."

Laying in the cotton sheets, undressed and recovering from a passion-filled adventure, Jethro's hand ran through Jenny's messy red curls. She lay against his bare shoulder and chest, hand resting over his heart. Her sage colored eyes were closed, and he kept his arm wrapped around her. There was a pleasent hush that fell over the house, and everything else seemed to disappear.

"Jen.." He said, his azule eyes staring at her ceiling.

"Hmm?" She asked, not opening her eyes.

"I thought you weren't gonna pay me like you used to.."

"Shut up, Jethro." She said tiredly. He smiled.

"But I'm glad you did...and you know what?"

"No..what?"

"I want this to go somewhere."

"I do, too."

"Good. Good night, Jen." It was now ten o'clock at night.

Ziva was cuddled up to Tony's bare side. Her hazelnut eyes were closed, and he was stroking her back and arm. Her breathing was even and slow, she was asleep. It was late. He was still awake, wondering where this would lead. What road they would go down. Where this would take them. He hoped it would go all the way. They had a strong bond, one that never could be broken. Tony closed his own ocean-water eyes and fell asleep.

"Sleep tight, Honey..I love you."

"Sweet dreams, Sweetheart, I love you, too." She murmured back, making him smile. Yeah. This was going to be the start of something great.

Well, there it is. I hope you liked it. I certainly tried, with those reviews :) I really do hope you enjoyed this chapter, too. Please review this one, too! Thank you again! :] I hope to hear from you with this one too.