A/N This is not going to be a long story. Just a couple chapters. Sadly, Cote is leaving NCIS and will only make guest appearances in Season 11. That is one of the main reasons why my story will be a short one because Sadly, whatever they decide to do with Tony and Ziva, it will only be talked about, not seen. :( Still, doesn't mean it can't have a happy ending.
Ziva, In The Flesh
Tony was standing in the observation room, alone, of course. They havn't filled Ziva's position yet. Hell, who could ever fill Ziva's position at NCIS or in Tony's heart? He hasn't seen or talked to Ziva in 3 months, after seeing her off on that plane. For all he knew, she was spending time with Shmeil. He wasn't getting any younger and Tony had to thank Shmeill for a long of reasons. Taking care of him gave her life purpose when everything else in her life was in all kinds of different directions.
Tony replayed that night with her over and over in his head. It was a night full of passion, and it went way beyond lust, it was need that they shared for each other. Tony couldn't help but feel cheated, though. One night? After 8 years of tention, pain, hurt and struggle and all he got was one night? It didn't seem fair.
He tried calling her on a couple different occasions. He knew it would be more if she would just answer the phone but he honestly didn't know if that was even her number anymore. If he could just hear her voice and hear that she was doing alright, he might get through each day a little better.
Tony was about to leave the observation room when someone walked in the door. Tony had to take a few steps back, and blink a couple more times than that. Was it really her? Was it really Ziva?