Why her father even cared, she didn't understand.
It wasn't even important, it didn't even matter!
It didn't affect her training, her ability to be the Mossad Agent he trained her to be, why did it matter? Why was he screaming at her about it? Why? Why? A thousand questions were rolling through Ziva David's head on a film strip, and she hated it. It was her personal business, her personal thoughts on life. Why he had to pry, why she had decided to actually look good, was that any of his business? She thought not, but yet he had continued to scream at her about it, telling her that she was just wasting precious moments of her time, in which she could instead be using to work on her Mossad training to become a better assassin.
She had had enough training. Besides, she was not a killer anymore. Why anyone even mentioned that she was an assassin anymore, she hardly knew, but she wasn't. She was an investigator. Big difference. Huge difference. Sure, she would kill people, but so did Tony, so did Gibbs, so did McGee. So were they all killers too?
Her father yelled at her about that too, but then went back to yelling at her about how long it took her to get ready. She hadn't been late, what was he yelling about anyways? She had been out and dressed, turning a couple of heads from other Mossad agents both in training and already trained, all the time Ziva's head wondering why she couldn't make her partner do that as well. Maybe she did, she just didn't notice it. But Mossad taught her to watch out for anything. Be very aware of your surroundings. Maybe her Mossad training turned off when she was around him. They spoke without words, anyways.
And then he had to go and break her heart and mention Tony. Tony. Anthony DiNozzo. Her partner. The one that she had stupidly, oh so stupidly fallen in love with during her three years with NCIS. She couldn't help it though. Tony was right. Putting their lives in each other's hands every day, it was inevitable. For her, at least, maybe not for Tony, but definitely for her. It was inevitable that she would grow a hole in her heart that held Tony there, tightly.
Would she take a bullet for him?
Oh only of course.
Would she try to change her look to make Tony's head snap at her instead of at all of those women that he stared at all the time?
Well it was only a natural decision that gradually changed over time. She was in fact a woman, which she swore her father didn't believe at times, which really hurt her. She was a woman who had very real feelings for someone that she was naturally close to. Dare she call him her soulmate? She wouldn't. Shouldn't. Couldn't. So what if she wanted Tony to think that she looked good? So what?
But still, was that really his decision?
Was it really her father's decision how she wore her hair, how much make-up she put on her face, what clothes she picked out to wear, and how long it took her to get ready in the mornings?
Definitely not.
But was it all for nothing? Changing her appearance in an attempt to get him to notice her, to think of her as more than a partner? As a…soulmate?
Definitely…yes.
Just this short little thing I wrote up about Ziva and her father. I know I'm not the only one who has seen her change in appearance over the seasons. : ) and I bet that Tony has too! Review if you liked it!
