I know I shouldn't be starting yet another one bet I keep getting good ideas. Anyway, the song is Need You Now by Lady Antebellum.
"He's dead."
Those two words echoed over and over in Ziva's head. It was like someone was whispering it in her ear, right there with her, instead of just a memory that kept repeating itself.
She took out her photo album, trying to find a picture of him, but there was none. She hadn't added anything to it since she left NCIS and moved to Canada four months earlier, and she had met him then. She knew she wouldn't know him that well, for she was only staying in Canada for a few months. But he died just a month before she was going to leave Canada and find somewhere in the US to live.
She mostly found pictures of Tony. Tony in Paris. Tony eating a sandwich. Tony making a face for some Internet contest. Tony and her, sharing a wonderful embrace. She took those pictures out and laid them around her, gazing into those playful eyes, that caring face.
Picture perfect memories
Scattered all around the floor
Ziva took that as a sign. She had to call him. He could help her. He's the type of person that would help her.
She was worried about that, though. Would he help her? She had just left, no explanation. Maybe he was too angry and wouldn't help her. Maybe he hated her.
Did he ever think of her, the way she thought of him?
Reaching for the phone 'cause
I can't fight it anymore
And I wonder if I
Ever cross your mind
For me it happens all the time
She glanced at the clock. Quarter after one.
It's a quarter after one
I'm all alone
And I need you now
"Hello?" Tony answered.
"Sorry for calling you this late."
"I wasn't alseep. As a matter of fact, I wasn't doing anything but thinking about-who is this?"
Ziva remembered she wasn't using her cellphone. She was using the phone in the apartment she had rented. He wouldn't know the number. "Ziva."
"Ziva?" He seemed a little surprised, but they hadn't spoken since she left. "What is it?"
Said I wouldn't call
But I've lost all control
And I need you now
And I don't know how
I can do without
I just need you now
"What were you thinking about?"
"You. Why did you call?"
"I'm sorry I just left. I needed to get away."
"Where are you?"
"Canada."
"Is that the only reason you called?"
"No."
"Why?"
"I needed to hear you voice."
It was a week before Ziva called Tony. They hadn't spoken since she left and Tony was going crazy not hearing or seeing her.
He was sitting in a bar, drinking whiskey, trying to drown out the pain. But it wasn't working. All he could think about was her. He remembered their first meeting, her just barging in when he was talking to Kate.
Another shot of whiskey
Can't stop looking at the door
Wishing you'd come sweeping
In the way you did before
And I wonder if I
Ever cross your mind
For me it happens all the time
Tony glanced at the clock. Quarter after one.
It's a quarter after one
I'm a little drunk
And I need you now
His fingers itched to call her, but he couldn't. What if she hated him? What if she had a new number?
Said I wouldn't call
But I've lost all control
And I need you now
And I don't know how
I can do without
I just need you now
Tony got up and left the bar. He had to quit drinking his sorrow away.
Whoa, whoa
Guess I'd rather hurt
Than feel nothing at all
It was a week after Ziva had called Tony. They hadn't spoken since.
He was in the bar again. It was hard to quit drinking. He'd learned that it didn't take the hurt away, it just added a little bit more, but he couldn't stop.
It's a quarter after one
I'm all alone
And I need you now
Tony tried to call the number she'd given him, only after he'd tortured her into it, but she didn't answer.
And I said I wouldn't call
But I'm a little drunk
And I need you now
And I don't know how
I can do without
I just need you now
I just need you now
The door to the bar swung open and Tony looked up. In walked Ziva, beautiful Ziva. Tony was relieved to see her, and he could see she was relieved to see him.
Oh baby, I need you now