Here is a short little cheesy ending to my story.

There she was. Tony stood at the alter. Tim beside him. Abby off to the other side of the stage. Ziva at the end of the aisle, slowly approaching him. Gibbs next to her. She was more beautiful than she had ever been, which said a lot. Her dress simple, but beautiful.

She glided down the aisle. When they got to the end, she turned to Gibbs, who kissed her on the forehead, then nodded and handed her off to Tony who held out his arm for her. Love evident in both their eyes. They stood at the alter together. The vows came and went in a daze. All either of them remember were 7 words, "I now pronounce you man and wife." They were married.

Ziva was married. She, of all people, was married. The assassin trained not to have feelings was standing next to her husband and the man she loved.

Tony was married. Tony, the playboy who thought that a three day weekend was a long term commitment was married. The man who had tried for years to convince himself that no woman could ever really love him was standing next to his wife, the woman he loved.

The couple stood there at the alter, facing the small crowd sheering for the new couple. Both had one thing on their mind, They were going to have a happy ending after all.

I know cheesy right? Well, this is the end of the story. Sorry that it skipped 5 months but that par tisn't really important. The fight, they brake up, they come running back to each other crying, they make-up. Repeat. But don't worry people Sequel coming shortly! Below is the link to what I imagine Ziva wearing, if you care. I created it myself.

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