Title: Comfort
Author: bcmvany12
Summary: Tony comforts Ziva after her father dies.
Disclaimer: if i had $999,999,999,999,999 i would so buy NCIS. To bad i don't and cant.
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It was just another day at NCIS. McGee trying to ignore Tony. Tony trying to annoy McGee. Ziva threatening Tony with office supplies. Gibbs inhaling mass amounts of coffee... Yep just another day at NCIS. But it all soon turned to disaster.
Ziva's phone rang in the middle of a cloudy morning. " It looks like it's going to rain." Ziva announced as she picked up her phone.
"Ziva David." She said.
After a long pause Ziva broke out into rapid Hebrew, startling Tony and McGee. Gibbs looked a Ziva confused. She looked almost frightened.
"Shalom." She whispered setting the phone down gently.
"Ziva what happened?" Tony asked. He stood up cautiously, as if he expected her to explode. "I have to go." She stated blankly. Her eyes were watering. Where are you going?" McGee asked. Without answering his question Ziva grabbed her bag and left for the elevator.
"Tony go after her! McGee find out who that was on her phone!" Gibbs barked at them. "On it boss.." Tony yelled running after Ziva.
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"Boss..." McGee looked at Gibbs with sad eyes. "You waiting for an invitation McGee?" Gibbs said. "Uh...no. I called the number on Ziva's phone. It was her father's assistant. Her father died yesterday." Gibbs looked down. "Ziva..." McGee looked up at his boss. "Should we go after her?" "No. we're already two agents short. Dinozzo will take care of her."
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Tony ran towards her in the parking lot as she made her way towards her car.
"Ziva!" Tony called. She turned around, face streaked with tears. "Ziva what happened?" he asked. Ziva NEVER cried. NEVER! When she didn't answer Tony did the only thing he knew might help. He pulled the armed, dangerous, broken assassin into a tight hug.
At first she resisted but then gave in. Before she knew it Tony had driven her home and sat her down on the couch. with a blanket and some tea.
"Now are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Tony looked at her seriously. she sighed. "My father died. He was all i had left. Tali, Ari, Mother, they all died. And it is my fault. My fault I have no one left. Ari would still be here if...if i hadn't shot him." A single tear trailed down the side of her cheek.
Tony, put his arm around her, shocked that she shot her own brother to save Gibbs. However, he spoke gently.
"You still have us. You have NCIS. The team. And i promise i'll never leave you."
Ziva lay her head on his shoulder. "Thank you Tony. You are always there for me."