OK so, this is my first ever NCIS fanfic! Enjoy. :)

Beads of sweat ran down my forehead as I pointed my gun. "Put your gun down." I demanded.

"You will not shot." He said with a smug look on his face.

"I said put your gun down!" I yelled as he slowly turned towards an unarmed Gibbs.

He raised his gun, pointing it directly at Gibbs.

Before he could shot I pulled the trigger, once, twice, than a third time. As he fell to the ground I dropped my gun and ran over to him.

"Ziva..." He said slowly.

"I am sorry. I am so sorry I had to do that Ari." I said in a shakey voice.

"It is ok acha'yot." He said. Than his lips turned slightly upwards as he drew in his last breath.

Acha'yot. It meant sister in hebrew.

"I am so sorry Ari. I am so sorry." I repeated the words over and over again as tears ran down my cheeks.

"Ziva, Ziva wake up!" A voice said as a hand started to shake my shoulder.

I jerked forward.

"Ziva? Are you ok?"

I put my hand on my cheek and discovered I had broken out in a cold sweat.

"Ziva?"

I slowly turned and looked at Tony, he still had his hand on my shoulder. "I-I am fine." I said slowly.

Tony's eyes narrowed as he looked at me more closely. "Are you sure? You were talking in your sleep."

"What did I say?" I asked as I composed myself.

"You said 'I am sorry Ari, so sorry.' What were you sorry about?"

"Nothing. Has the suspect shown up yet?" I asked.

Tony took his arm off of my shoulder and sighed. "Not yet. I'm beginning to think Petty Officer Jones won't show up."

I scanned the area with my binoculars looking for the drug dealing murderer petty officer. He was nowhere in sight. "It is almost light out. He should have been here by now."

"Gibbs said if he isn't here by eight than he and McGee will take over for us." Tony said.

We were silent for a long time. "It wasn't your fault Ziva." Tony said breaking the silence.

I glanced over at him. "What was not my fault?" I asked.

"Ari dying. It wasn't your fault, you've been blaming yourself all this time, but there was nothing you could do. Ari pointed a weapon at Gibbs. Gibbs had no choice but to shot." Tony replied.

My eyes narrowed into slits. "Who says I blame myself?" I demanded to know.

"It's obvious Ziva." Tony replied.

I was about to say something, but Tony reached for his gun. "There he is." He whispered loudly.

I grabbed my gun as Tony opened the car door. I opened the passengers door and quietly got out.

I headed towards Petty Officer Jones as Tony went from behind. "Petty Officer Jones, NCIS." I said when I was near him.

Petty Officer Jones turned to run.

"Going somewhere?" Tony asked.

Petty Officer Jones scowled at Tony as I handcuffd him. "Petty Officer Jones you are underarrest for the murder of Petty Officer Robert Willing."

"Want some coffe?" Tony asked as he held up a cup.

"Thanks." I replied as I took it.

"Want to go for a walk?" Tony asked a minute later.

I stood up. "Sure."

Tony and I walked to a nearby park. The wind blew my hair, wrapping it around my face.

Tony reached over and pulled my hair away from my face.

"Ouch." I said as Tony pulled his arm away from me. My hair had gotton caught on his watch.

"Sorry, hold on a minute." Tony said as he fumbled with his watch.

"Here, let me try."

Tony pulled his hand away, and leaned his arm on my shoulder, letting me get my hair free.

Once it was free Tony kept his arm on my shoulder.

I looked up at him, taking in the smell of his colonge.

"Ziva..." He said slowly.

"Yes Tony?"

Tony gently brushed my cheek with his left thumb. He looked like he was about to kiss me, but he changed his mind and pulled away from me. He looked at me longingly for a second, then he grinned. "Ever been on a swing?"

I looked at him, confused. "Are they not for children?"

"They're for everyone, come on." Tony replied as he took my hand. He led me over to the swings and ordered me to sit down.

"This is very immature." I told him as he began to push me.

"Well who said I was always mature?" Tony replied.

I laughed slightly.

Tony pushed me for a few minutes, then we headed back to NCIS.

While we were walking I heard a small voice in the back of my head asking something that surprised me, 'Why didn't Tony kiss me?' I frowned.

"Something wrong?"

"Hmm? Oh, nothing." I said absently. I had frowned, not because Tony looked like he was about to kiss me, but because Tony had not kissed me. That surprised me.

A MONTH LATER

"Ziva? Ziva are you ok?" A voice asked.

I groaned as I slowly opened my eyes. McGee was staring at me. "What happened? Where am I?" I asked as I tried to sit up. A flash of pain ran through my body, and I softly cried out in pain.

"Stay there Zive, you're hurt."

My brows furrowed, what had happened? "McGee what is going on? Tell me." I demanded. In the distance I heard a siren.

"There's been an explosion, Ziva you're burned." Gibbs said from a few feet away.

"The paramedics are here Ziva, hang on." Mcgee said.

The paramedics surrounded me. "W-where is Tony?" I asked slowly remembering he had been with me.

Mcgee started saying something, but another flash of pain hit me, stronger than the first. My eyelids felt heavy as I slipped into unconsciousness.

Oooo, what happened? Will Ziva be ok? And what about Tony? Stay tuned to find out in next week's episode of Forbidden Love!