Authors note:

I know most people don't read these notes, that's why I don't usally include them. But I just want to let you know that this is my first thim writing a fanfiction straight from my mind to the computer, usally I plan the whole thing out.

Please let me know how you think this story has come alone so far.

Bones.

Disclamber: I don't own the characters.

'Why?'

Tony was only 18 at the time he met Ziva David, but he was old enough to realize she was his other half.

On the other hand Ziva was a stubborn 17 year old, rebelling agents everyone and every thing. She was all ways picking the fights and arguments, and her mother was sick and tied of it, so she had decided to send Ziva to her father.

( Ziva's father had been moved to head quarters in New York, just 3 blocks away from Tony's apartment).

Ziva had fought with her mother, for she didn't wish to have to live with that cold hearted man who was meant to be her father, but her mother had just forced her on to her plane and waved good bye whipping a tear from her cheek.

* * * * *

New York:

Plan A: GET OUT OF HERE

Ziva's father had not showed up at the airport but had sent over a driver all the same.

Ziva watched from the car window as the new scenery passed by her window, and scowled. I hate my life. She thought as Vince drove up her new street.

'Here you go miss'

Ziva jumped from the car and grabbed her bags, waited till the driver was gone then started to walk back up the street.

After three blocks of walking she stopped to read the signpost, then some one collided with her.

'I'm so sorry' a brown haired boy stammered.

Ziva just gave the guy a withering stare and walked on. I hate strangers.

* * * *

Tony rubbed his arm from where he had run into that angry monster, or was she an angel?

'Um…' he called after her 'I didn't catch your name'

She didn't reply or even show any sign that he had spoken, just kept walking away.

Tony knew it was a bad idea, but he ran after her.

'Can I help you?'

'With what?' the girl muttered

'Well…you look lost'

'Really' she rounded on him with an angry glint in her eye.

'Um…' Tony stammered.

'Fine. Tell me where I can get out of here'

'The train stations that way' He pointed back a block then up that street.

'Great' She grumbled.

'Is something wrong'

'Just my fr*cking Life' her hair was a nice chocolate brown.

'Oh…sorry'

'Yeah well sorry just isn't going to help'

'ZIVA!' a shout sounded from around the block.

'Sh*t!'

'What?'

'Its my crazy loon-a-tock of a father'

'Oh, and its loon-a-tick by the way'

'Shut up' she whispered and pulled him around the side of the closest house.

'Why are we hiding?'

'I'm running away from home'

'Oh, why'

'I don't want to stay here, but my mother just shipped me here '

'What, you mean you just arrived here, and you're running away'

'Yeah'

'ZIVA!' the shout was closer.

'What do I do?'

'I think you should at least TRY living in New York before you run away'

'I don't think so' She went to leave the side ally but hit a can and the huge sound echoed.

'Ziva?' A mans face looked around the corner and found his daughter standing alone with her bags looking horrified at being found.

Tony couldn't help but grin from behind the trash cans at the thought of Mr. David's daughter, the one he and been boosting about for the last week had been found down a side ally trying to run away from her new home.

* * * * * *

'I am sorry' Ziva grumbled as she stood at attention in her fathers office.

' I didn't hear that'

'I'm sorry' Ziva said through gritted teeth, she was only apologizing so he would not ship her off to a Mossad boot camp.

'Good.'

'May I go?' she hissed through her teeth

'You may'

Ziva was just bolting through the door when he added

'Dinner's at 7, May will cook you something'

'Fine.' She said leaving the office and bolting up the stairs and to her new (and disgusting) room.

She flung her self onto of her bed and groaned with annoyance.

And that's how the next three weeks of her life passed. Her alone with the servants of the house and following her fathers orders, but she was Ziva David there is no way her father and mother could keep her locked down, she had a plan. Many in fact.

'Hey you!' it was his angel calling.

'Hey' He said smiling

'What are you staring at?'

'Nothing' and he dropped his smile.

'I need your help'. She was standing on the street with her hand's in her pockets, hair in a messy ponytail, not looking at him.

'Wow, you don't bet around the brush' he muttered

'What?'

'Nothing'

'Is that all you say' she asked

'No' and she actually smiled, it was a beautiful image.

'Any way, I need your help'

'Ok, how may I be of assistants?'

'Now don't freak out on me here but…'

'If it's illegal I'm not in'

'Its only illegal if we get caught'

'Nope, no can do'

'Oh come on, where's your sense of adventure?'

'Don't have one' he said firmly

'Pleaseeeeeeeeee' she said in her most sweet and girly voice.

'Nope'

'Fine' and his slightly crazy angel walked away.

Plot line:

Run's from home

Trys to suduce tony for help

Becomes friends with tony

He helps her

She changes

Good times

Her mother wants her home

She doesn't want to go

She goes to tonys house and … ?