Two years later

Tony looked around. It was strange to be back at the Plaza. He hadn't been back here since Operation Sourdough and being shot at in the elevator shaft. He tapped his ear piece.

"Ok and Operation Tuxedo is a go people"

"Weren't we calling it Operation Corsage?"

Tony frowned "Abby this is a secure line. Get off. Besides corsage sounds so old fashioned. Like old ladies and Prom Night murders. Operation Tuxedo sounds so much more…smooth. James Bond and all that. Now get off the line."

Abby disappeared with a huff and Tony called Fornell.

"Fornell? Have you got Director David covered? The last thing we need is for something to happen to him and this whole thing turns into an international incident."

"Of course DiNozzo. Don't worry about it. They will both be at the drop off point on time as discussed."

Tony grinned "Should we synchronize watches then to make sure?"

Fornell disconnected and Tony smiled at himself in the hallway mirror and smoothed his hair. Looking sharp DiNozzo.

Tony sauntered into the room and grinned down at Tim who was sitting on the edge of the bed his hands clasped together nervously. As soon as he walked into the room Tim looked up at him wide eyed.

"She gone hasn't she? She thinks it's a terrible idea and she's left me a note telling me she's sorry but she doesn't want to do this?"

Tony was going to give McGee a humorous retort but even he could see the obvious distress Tim was suffering from. He smiled and clapped Tim on the shoulder.

"Nope sorry buddy. Its all go. So it looks like you are definitely getting married today."

"Oh. Well that's good…..isn't it? I mean I'm sure. I want to marry her. I love Ziva but well what if .."

Tony rolled his eyes and sat down next to Tim on the bed and threw an arm around his shoulders.

"McGee. Tim. I may not be the best person for giving advice on relationships but there is one thing I can say. And trust me I NEVER thought I would ever say this. You and Ziva are going to be great together. Underneath that bad ass Mossad Assassin there was really a chocolate chip cookie baking, ballroom dancing, bubble bath loving and dinner party throwing Martha Stewart. And you were the only one to see that. I have watched you guys for the last two years and you're perfect for each other. You write, she sings. She cooks and you eat. She even has you going to the gym and last week I heard her making a Star Trek reference. Trust me she is in it for the long haul."

Tim nodded and smiled and tried to get this breathing under control. Tony was right this was going to be fine. His hands were shaking. Why were his hands shaking? Just because he was going to be making the biggest move of his life in a few minutes time. Oh my God…..

Tony looked at Tim assessing him like he would a suspect who might bolt at any moment. He seemed a little pale and sweaty. Well it was his job as Best Man to make sure he got to the aisle in good condition. Otherwise Ziva would kill him. And Abby. And Gibbs. So passing out while waiting at the aisle was also not an acceptable option.

"You going to be ok buddy?"

Tony worriedly pulled a paper bag out of his jacket and handed it to Tim who took it gratefully and started breathing into it slowly and deeply, the creases in the paper sounding loudly through the room.

Tony checked his watch anxiously. How the hell had Gibbs done this so many times without cracking? It really was crazy. There had to be like 300 people waiting for them out there. He should have figured that McGee would have a big extended family but there seemed to be an awful lot of Ziva's family and unnamed mysterious associates who had turned up to view the spectacle of a McGee/David wedding.

They wanted to get married outside for some reason. Something about the waterfall? There hadn't been enough room at first but then their wedding coordinator had proposed covering over half of the massive pool to turn it into a dance floor for the reception. Tony checked out the window. Geez no wonder McGee was breaking into a sweat.

The once familiar pool area was now covered in massive arrangements of white and pink flowers, white silk covered chairs with pink sashes, an aisle of plush white carpet running across thick green grass and it was swarming with people. There were many large round tables with white linen table clothes and white and pink floral centerpieces. The silver cutlery and glassware shone in the afternoon sun. There was a string quartet on a small raised stage to the side which would be replaced with a live band later for the reception. There were even white and pink lilies and candles floating in the pool. The balustrade across the dance floor that stopped people from tumbling into the pool was heavily swagged in white satin and pink bows.

Tony had to hand it to Ziva, it really was a beautiful looking wedding. If there was an empty corner it had flowers or a glistening water fountain in it. He had tried to strain out the endless conversations about it over the last few months but some of it still got through. Doves. He knew that somewhere there was a big white cage of doves that would be released. Ziva had also managed to tactfully avoid most of Abby suggestions such as being brought in on the back of a Harley or Hot Air Balloon.

Tony looked at his watch. Ok time to go. He had already timed how long it would take to go down the elevator and out through the lobby and to where Tim would stand. But he hadn't counted on McGee needing to stop and hyperventilate before stepping out through all those people. They really should go.

Tony turned and smiled at McGee who seemed calmer.

"Ready to go?"

Tim stood and straightened his jacket with a determined look on his face.

"Let's do this."

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The sun disappeared and silent waiters lit thousands of twinkling candles and with exciting pops poured silver trays full of shimmering glasses of champagne. The music from the live band swirled above the laughing and happy conversation. Gibbs smiled as he sat back and watched his team enjoy the reception. Tony was flirting with a pretty waitress and writing down his number onto a serviette. Tim and Ziva where moving from table to table greeting and thanking their guests. Even as they moved around the many tables they were holding hands and couldn't stop smiling at each other. Ziva would flash her wedding rings and Tim would find himself impulsively hugged by yet another relative. Gibbs turned to look across his own table where Ducky appeared deep in an interesting conversation with some scientist about bats and a certain incident in Mexico. Abby who was flitting around excitedly in her old fashioned dusky rose gown seemed to have picked up an admirer with a rather awful name. Buzzard?

Gibbs sighed and settled into his chair. He really did love a good wedding. The food was marvelous and everyone was genuinely happy for the new couple.

The sight of Ziva stepping out into the sun on her fathers arm had swelled Gibbs' heart with pride. She had changed so much in the time she had been with the team. At first she had been distant and almost hard but now you could not help but notice her generous caring heart and her soft laughing eyes.

She had worn a beautiful rich soft silk ivory colored strapless gown that tapered to her curves and fell into a fishtail train at the back. It was gathered and beaded intricately on one side and her thick hair was smoothly swept up and pinned with old fashioned silver clips. Her veil had sparkled in the sun and Tony had been forced to give several rather significant jabs into Tim's side in order to get him to close his mouth.

The ceremony had been predominately a Jewish ceremony conducted under an opened sided white silk canopy and there had been a roar of approval from the crowd when Tim had stomped on the glass and smashed it.

A woman tapped Tim and Ziva on the shoulder and whispered something into their ears. She disappeared and after several minutes extracting themselves from their guests they made their way to the dance floor.

"Ladies and Gentleman I would like to present to you Mr and Mrs McGee. They will dance their first dance as man and wife and then they have asked if members of the bridal party would please come up and join them."

"What do you say Abb's?" Tony asked with a deep bow to the Head Bridesmaid.

"I would be delighted Tony." Abby curtsied graciously and waved to Buzzard over his shoulder who was watching her eagerly for his own chance to take her hand.

The band started up and Tim smiled down at his new wife. Everything fell away and all his anxieties and worries disappeared at the look of love and trust Ziva giving him. Tim swept her small form up into his arms and twirled her confidently across the dance floor. Lights all around the pool reflected on the water and threw rippling bands of light across everything giving it a sort of surreal appearance.

You fill up my senses
like a night in the forest
like the mountains in springtime,
like a walk in the rain
like a storm in the desert,
like a sleepy blue ocean
you fill up my senses,
come fill me again.

All Tim could hear was the splash of the waterfall and feel Ziva laughing with delight as they spun together, his arms wrapped around her. It was right here that he had first begun to hope that she might be his and now here she was. Mrs Ziva David McGee. His heart swelled and he leaned down to kiss her not caring now who saw them. They belonged to each other.

Come let me love you,
let me give my life to you
let me drown in your laughter,
let me die in your arms
let me lay down beside you,
let me always be with you
come let me love you,
come love me again.

Staring deeply into each others eyes they didn't even notice as the dance floor started to fill. First with couples from the wedding party and then close family and finally friends. Surrounded by love and good wishes they danced in perfect harmony long into the night.

And there was no lifeguard to interrupt them when bathed by moonlight after the last guest had left, they slipped into the pool and hid themselves away from prying eyes under the waterfall. Their kisses soon turned passionate as they entangled their warm wet bodies together....

The End

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