It begun on an ordinary day at NCIS, over a week ago, when Jethro and Ziva argued.
Ziva groaned, "For crying out loud, why do I have to?"
Gibbs glared, "Because I said so!" she shouted at her angrily, making her mind flash to a memory that her mind had suppressed, the memory of her father towering above her with his fist clenched. Instead of the present, where her boss leered over her.
She visibly paled, but he had already turned around and left the bullpen. Why did she have to do this mission with DiNozzo anyway? Why did she have to pretend to be married to him when she just wanted Gibbs?
Ziva was now sat at her desk, typing up her report, she felt sick with the fact she had slept with Tony, it made her feel like her stomach was turning and her heart being torn from her.
Gibbs looked at her and felt guilt wash over him, she had been quiet ever since he had shouted at her and taken out his rage on her, he stood and walked to her.
Ziva paled and looked up at him, a flash of fear within her eyes before a shield was put up
Gibbs looked even more guilty and silently offered her his hand, which she took before he pulled her to her feet. He was never good with words so he kissed her lovingly, holding her close.
She relaxed, forgetting the anger and fear as she kissed him back