Say Yes To Someday? Disclaimer;
So anyway! Read on… Hope you enjoy!"Ziva… Please." He begged. This was the love of his life and he wasn't about to let her go so easily. He knew he had made a mistake last night but he didn't want this to be the thing that would ultimately break them up. Ziva knew what he was like before they started dating, but he had been trying his best to change for her. It was hard but he was trying his best.
I was doing a damn good job, he reasoned to himself, if only I didn't go to that party last night. She wanted me to stay at her's last night but I just had to decline, didn't I? Told her no because I needed to 'spend some time with the boys'. She's way more important! Why didn't I stay? I should've stayed.
"I have to go." The disappointment evident in her voice was obvious and it gripped his heart like a vice, it sucked all the air out of the room. He knew he had lost her right then, but he knew, he just knew that if he didn't at least try, he'd regret it for the rest of his life. Ziva wasn't like other girls, she was special. She was perfect for him… She was perfect, period.
"I love you…" He cried. His efforts were in vain as she kept walking, putting more and more distance between them. "Please don't leave me!" Ziva turned towards him and gave him one of her special smiles that she saved only for him. Except this time, the smile was tainted with sadness and grief. She knew she was never going to be able to get over him if she walked out the door, but she also knew she needed this… Because nobody was made her feel this way and nobody could break her heart like he could. And if she didn't leave now, there's no way she would ever be able to show him just how much he had hurt her.
"I'm sorry." Without another glance back, Ziva turned and walked out the door. What Tony failed to see was the tears trailing down her face. Though she knew it was for the best in the long haul, right now it hurt like hell and she couldn't stick around to see that lost, heartbroken look on his face anymore. And she certainly couldn't let him see the effect this break-up was having on her either. No, that would show weakness, something Ziva swore she would never show to anyone (No matter how much she loved or trusted them.) and right now, she couldn't bring herself to even love or trust Tony with her feelings.
The next day at school:
The cafeteria was abuzz with gossip and whispering about yesterday's events. Everyone wanted to know what Tony could've done to make the Israeli Ninja Assassin cry. All the whispering and conspiring came to a halt when the object of their most recent gossip, Tony DiNozzo, walked into the room. Looking around for a while, his eyes finally met with the black pigtails of one happy Goth, Abby Scuito.
Striding over to her table, he stood and waited for her to turn her head to look at him… This was painful enough for him already and her ignoring him was only serving to make it worse. When it became clear she had no intention of paying him any attention, he decided to take matters into his own hands.
"Hey, Abbs, where's Ziva?" Tony began to wring his hands together nervously, expecting Ziva to walkabout behind him. He didn't know why he asked; he had no idea what he was going to say to her when he saw her. He had tried to ring her multiple times between the time she had left him standing alone in the corridor feeling nothing but cold and empty, until now. He was tired and exhausted from staying up all night trying to reach her, but right now, he didn't have a care in the world. All he knew was that he needed to find her and make her see just how bad he was feeling, how much he loves her.
"She thinks it's her fault you know?" Abby stated nonchalantly, as if he was supposed to know what she meant. She hadn't even bothered to look at him yet and this was a friend he had known since he was 3 years old. It began to dawn on him what she had meant by that but he still wanted to be sure.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
The disbelieving look she gave him was enough to make him recoil out of his defensive position he had unknowingly put his body in. "She knows you had sex with Jeanne… But when she told you she was ready, you didn't want her…" At this, she turned to face him. "And she thought it was her fault that you went to someone else for something she was willing to give to you." She paused. "She loves you, Tony." There. It had been said. The one sentence that makes what he had done so much more heart crushing.
"Dammit!" He should've known she would blame herself! "Where is she?" Tony enquired for the second time. Why can't she just tell me? Things would be so much simpler.
"Go look for her yourself; I want nothing to do with you…" She spat at him. "You broke her heart and that's not okay with me." As she said this, her voice began to rise and her hands clenched. Tony then realized that what he had done had not only affected him and Ziva but also their friends.
McGee chose this moment to step in, always the voice of reason; before Abby decided she was going to turn her emotions into a physical representation.
Ziva's house after school:
Ziva's carer, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, called to her from the bottom of the stairs. "Ziva, you have a visitor!" When he saw the shadow of her bedroom door open, he knew it was time to make his exit and give them their privacy. However, in true Gibbs fashion, he sent a final piercing glare to Tony, a silent warning not to hurt his girl any further than he already had.
"Coming!..." Ziva yelled as her footsteps descended down the hardwood stairs. "Oh, it's you. What are you doing here, Tony?" Ziva questioned; her voice distant. But Tony knew her too well not to notice the vibrations of sadness that danced through her voice. The sadness that he caused.
"It wasn't your fault." The quiet order to believe him, not going unnoticed by Ziva. "I'm so sorry… Ziva, please forgive me?" He begged her. At her questioning quirk of her eyebrow, he was quick to explain. "I know what I did was wrong but I just… You love me and it's so hard to comprehend why that is!" Tony reasoned. As he said this, he almost unnoticeably edged colder to Ziva and took her hands. One gaze into her eyes gave him the courage he needed to say what he needed to say next. "I freaked out and I made the biggest mistake of my life! It should've been you! I wish it was you!"
"Don't, Tony." She commanded. "Don't make excuses for yourself. If you really loved me, you wouldn't have done it." He took a step back at this, but didn't release her hands from his ever tightening grip.
"I can prove it…" Hopefulness shone in his eyes and it must have transferred to Ziva because she gave him a squeeze to the hand in encouragement. She must be ready to forgive me. She's encouraging me. That has to mean something, right?
"I really do love you! Look!"
Tony slowly took his hands away from her's and reached into his pocket, simultaneously getting down onto one knee and giving her a gentle, private smile. "Zi, I know we're only 16 so this isn't a real proposal but I want to marry you some day… So I want to give you this promise ring as a guarantee that instead of us going to another one of my dad's ridiculous weddings again, the next time, it'll be ours!" Turns sprung into Ziva's eyes and he finally got the courage to ask the question he'd wanted to since they first got together 3 years ago after 2 years of flirting. "Say yes to someday?"
A/N: Sooo? Review please? I'd also love some ideas for the next chapter if you have any?