So, I know it's been posted the next day, but that's when I watched the episode (don't shoot me!). Side note, did anyone else notice Dearing's safe house was the same one used by Mossad when Ziva was being targeted in an episode a few years back? Well played set designers, well played.
Anyway, here you go, the Season 10 version of Two Special Agents: Facing the Music.
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS, Bellisarius Productions does. Also, I don't own the title of the chapter. The Lyrics go to the lyricists of "Fiddler on the Roof".
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L'chaim, l'chaim! To Life!
Tony stares at Ziva.
"Undressing me with your eyes Tony?" The woman asks a smirk playing across her lips. The man clears his throat.
"No." He says turning away from his friend.
"I mean, I know it can be fun, but it is a little creepy, yes?" The agent taunts as she takes a sip of her coffee. Tony rolls his eyes. The agents are quiet a moment as they walk back to the new and improved NCIS building. The whole team has been through a lot the past summer, but now they are just happy to have each other. No one had died, and for that they are grateful. The two agents walk into the building and turn toward the stairs. They are not in the mood to take the elevator today. Memories, though mostly good, still haunt them. Abby's comment about not killing each other in the metal box still makes them feel a little uncomfortable alone together.
"What's on your mind?" Tony asks as they reach the second floor of the building. Ziva shakes her head, but as they pass the elevator, she stops. A month ago, Gibbs had gotten on here to kill Harper Dearing and she was angry. How he had acted reminded her too much of when he left them to go to Mexico when Jenny was still Director.
Stopping with her, the male agent looks at her curiously.
"Did he call you?" The woman finally asks.
"Who?" He replies confused.
"Your father. Did he call you after we got out of the elevator?" Ziva questions. She has no idea why, but Senior not calling his son is bothering her. Tony is his only child and they have been on better terms. At least, she thinks they have.
Tony gives the woman an apologetic smile before steering her away from the metal contraption that had kept them in darkness for hours.
"He should have." The woman states giving her partner's arm a small squeeze.
"Yeah, well, fathers seem to be worried more about their daughters than they do their sons." Tony remarks as they reach the third floor. Ziva, still upset, merely nods. Tony softly smiles at her.
"Hey," he says causing the woman to look at him, "Don't dwell on it. We're alive. We're safe." Nodding, the woman gives one last look to her partner before they grab their bags to go home.
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