Alternative Pyramid

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A/N - WOW! I stumbled across this again the other day and realised that I never finished it. This was not my intention to leave it here, but it has been neglected for so long that I have written this final chapter and can put the story to rest. I cannot believe that this was started by the season 8 finale, and we are now working towards the season 10 finale! Crazy how quickly time goes.

Chapter 21 - The End

Ziva did indeed wake up feeling a new person the next morning. She rolled over in the bed to face her husband to be, smiling at his haphazard hair, and the gentle puff of air that escaped his slightly parted lips on every exhale. She continued to watch him, until she made her prescence known, by running her fingers through his hair, giving the ends a little tug when he failed to wake up.

"Hey! I'm sleeping!" Tony groaned, his eyes still closed.

"Well, I am not, and I will be leaving this bed in the next minute unless you wake up and talk to me" Ziva demanded.

"Woah, somebody's feeling better this morning" Tony replied, this time opening his eyes and looking directly at Ziva.

"I do believe my fever has gone, and yes, I am indeed feeling better. Well enough to do this anyway" Ziva leaned forward and pressed her lips firmly against Tonys'.

"Can we make a deal that you wake up like this every morning from now on?" Tony joked, returning the kiss and cuddling into Ziva. He had been surprised to go a whole night without any disturbances. He would have placed a bet the night before, that Ziva would have suffered at least one nightmare overnight. He put it down to her being exhausted, both physically and mentally, but it did seem that Ziva was more like her 'old self' this morning. He could only hope that it would stay that way.

"You look very deep in thought my love" Ziva broke through the silence that had descended on the room.

"Sorry. I was just thinking about last night, and what a lovely sleep we both had" Tony raised one eyebrow at Ziva as if to say 'Please tell me I didn't miss anything'.

"It was indeed. I too, did not expect that, but I guess you were right. Talking to everyone last night obviously did me the world of great"

"World of good Sweetcheeks. I'm glad. Promise one thing though?"

"What?" Ziva asked, concerned.

"Promise me that you will always come to me, as soon as you start feeling bad. Don't let it build up and up until you don't know how to deal with it. You are never alone Ziva, please don't forget it"

"Tony, I cannot promise to always deal with my problems the way you want me to, but I can promise that I will try. Will that do?"

"I love you" Tony answered, and flashed his trademark grin.

"You having a shower first, or am I?" Ziva asked, after placing another kiss on Tony's lips.

"How about we both have a shower, and then we grab some breakfast?"

"Perfect plan, my little hairy butt"

Eight Weeks Later.

Ziva was feeling incredibly nervous. She was pacing up and down the room, smoothing the skirt of her dress down as she walked. How could he do this to her? He knew how important this day was to her, and he was late! She continued to pace, getting more and more frantic as the time passed. Just as she was about to start screaming choice words in hebrew, the door burst open and Abby flew in.

"He's here Ziva! He's here. But don't be mad at him, I mean, I know you are mad, but it's too important a day to be mad! And don't cry, because then you'll make me cry, and that's not a good combination with this make-up! Oh Ziva, you look so beautiful!"

"Well, if he is here, is he actually going to show his face?" Ziva replied, an angry tone in her voice.

"I'm sorry Ziver" A gruff voice came from the doorframe. Ziva turned around to face Gibbs, her anger melting as soon as she saw him dressed in his suit.

"Where have you been Gibbs? I have been going out of my head with worry!"

"I lost something important to me. And in order to give it to you, I had to find it" Gibbs walked up to Ziva and opened her hand. He placed something on her palm and then closed her hand into a fist again.

Ziva opened her hand and gasped. Inside was a delicate silver necklace, with a blue sapphire stone hanging from it.

"Gibbs! It is beautiful. I cannot take this!"

"It was my mothers. One day, I promised to give it to Kelly on her wedding day, but I never got the chance. I wanted my daughter to have it" Gibbs replied.

And with that, both Abby and Ziva began to cry. Gibbs pulled them into a hug and kissed them both.

"We better get going. I bet DiNozzo isn't coping well with the delay" Gibbs stated, which turned the tears into laughter.

Tony, was indeed doing some pacing of his own. The past few weeks had flown past. They had originally planned to get married in a year, but once they had started planning, they had gotten so excited that time was of the essence. Tony had been a little concerned. After all they had been through, he didn't want Ziva to feel pushed into the wedding, and he didn't want her to change her mind at the last minute. But she had surprised him. It was as if she had a new found confidence. She booked the whole thing, and remained as excited the whole way along. Another thirty minutes passed, and Tony had been warned once by the vicar that if the bride did not arrive soon, the ceremony would not be taking place. Just as he was about to panic, he heard the first chords of the keyboard begin, and the crowd behind him stood up. Tony took a deep breath and looked up the aisle just as the doors were opening.

Ziva took his breath away. She was wearing an ivory dress, strapless, with flowers all over the top part, and smooth silk at the bottom, with netting underneath that puffed the skirt out. Her hair was loose and curly, just the way he liked it, and was finished off with a silver tiara. He had to admit that Gibbs looked pretty dapper too. Tony couldn't take his eyes off Ziva, as she walked towards him. He was desperate to get hold of her, he wanted to hold her in his arms and never let her go.

Ziva had felt nervous before walking in the church. They had debated a very long time before deciding on where to get married. Tony had been happy to accommodate Ziva's jewish heritage, but she had decided in the end to say goodbye to those roots. She took a deep breath and gripped Gibbs' arm a little tighter as they began the walk down the aisle. And then she met Tony's eyes. And she broke out into a big smile. It felt right, it felt perfect. At the end of the aisle, Gibbs turned to her and whispered in her ear, that she was one of the most important people in his life, and that he was so very proud of her and Tony, A lone tear escaped down her cheek, which he had wiped away with one of his calloused fingers. She then joined Tony at the front of the church, and their bond for life began.

The ceremony was short and sweet. And traditional. Neither Tony or Ziva had felt the desire to have their own vows. They were essentially, a private couple,
and their deepest feelings belonged to each other and no-one else. They exchanged rings, and all too soon it was time for Tony to kiss his bride. He turned to Ziva, and clasped her delicate face within his two hands. He leaned forward, and mouthed 'I love you' before kissing her tenderly. They made their way back up the aisle, passing all their dear guests, and began on the next journey of their lives.

And in their rings were the words 'Together as one'. For they really were.

So I know, that was probably pretty bad, but at least I can say I finished it. Now I have two dreams - 1) A few reviews, and 2) Confirmation that Cote will be returning for season 11. Please make at least one of them come true! Thanks for reading :)