Title: Man of Two Minds
Author: Trista Groulx aka dustytiger
Rating: T (like the show to be safe)
Disclaimer: I remain a poor barista I make nothing from this I am borrowing these characters for fun and they still belong to their network, creators, writers, actors and actresses who bring them to life.
Summary: Ziva comes back from Israel, but Tony is already in a relationship Keates. How will he choose between two such important parts of his life?
Notes: This is super different from what I usually write. The chapters are shorter than usual (which seems to be my new norm since being sick) and there's a lot more suspense than I usually write. I do update daily (short of something wonky happening) and this fic is more or less written. Will be about twelve parts.
The title comes from a song by the trews that fits this fic quite nicely check it out if you'd like.
Ziva David looked around the small apartment, wondering if she should be there. It had been so long since she'd been there, there was something comforting about it. The whole plane ride she felt as if she was coming home, and she had even had to stop herself from going in the direction of her old apartment. When she had arrived in front of the building she'd sat in the rental car for a long time before going inside. She looked at the directory and the person she came to see still lived there. She wasn't sure why she had kept the key he'd given her, but she was able to let herself in. She paused again outside the door of the familiar apartment, wondering if his life may have gone in a different direction while she'd been away.
She didn't ponder it long, knowing if she thought about it too much she would change her mind. She opened the door and her senses were overwhelmed with familiarity. She hadn't expected the apartment to be different, this was his oasis, his sanctuary. She paused again remembering what his room had looked like when she was last there. He didn't have room in his space for a woman, and that's how he'd wanted it. The door was partly open and she could see a new bed was there.
She hoped it meant that he had become more willing to share his space with someone. She didn't allow herself to think he might already have someone new in his life. The bond they'd shared had been strong, even if neither of them ever fully admitted it until it was too late. After such a long time soul searching she knew where she wanted to be. She took a deep breath and crawled into the bed with him hoping he didn't keep a gun under his pillow that she might find pressed against her nose. She froze when she heard him moan softly, and was soon confronted by a reality she had not prepared herself for, there was clearly a new woman in his life.
"I thought you were working late, babe," he grumbled, still groggy and without opening his eyes.
Her heart began to race, her mind drew a blank and she didn't know what to say or do in that moment. Reality had slapped her in the face, and she realized she should have done a lot of things differently. She certainly should have told someone about her plan to be sure she wasn't walking in on his life interrupting it. She didn't have a chance to say anything when another female voice came from the doorway.
"What the fuck is this?" the woman growled.
The once sleeping form in the bed jumped out of the bed. Ziva tried to avert her eyes, only then remembering that he would usually sleep naked. She wasn't sure how she was going to explain this to both the people who were looking at her with daggers in their eyes.
Notes: So that's part one, let me know what you think. Kind words are good for the soul.