DISCLAIMER: I just looked under the Christmas tree and sadly there was no Gibbs under it or no notification that I now own NCIS. So sadly I still don't own the show, if I did a certain Director would still be alive and happily in the arms of a certain Special Agent helping him work on his boat. But sadly NICS belongs to Don Bellisario, CBS and here in Australia Network Ten. The only things that belong to me are the characters that you don't recognise.
AUTHOURS NOTE: this is my first TIVA fic. I have written and re written this at least 100 times and I still don't think it's any good. But I'm going to let you be the judge and decide for yourself. This title of this fic may be deceiving, but this fic DOES NOT take place or have anything to do with Alliah or Truth and Consequences. Enjoy.
Special Agent Amy Kirby looked across the street to the cafe that they were staking out "Uh McGee, isn't that Ziva" she asked a little shocked.
McGee looked up from the notes he was making for his new book "Wait here" he told her as he darted off across the road to the cafe. He grabbed the woman's arm and she turned around looking like a deer trapped in headlights.
"McGee" said Ziva stunned.
'Ziva, you need to go. We are doing a stake out and soon this building will be swarming with Federal Agents"
"I have nowhere..."
"Here go to mine" McGee answered as he fumbled to get his apartment key of his key ring. "Have a shower, sleep, there's plenty of food"
"Thankyou McGee"
McGee ran back to the car dodging traffic as he did "Not a word to Tony" he told Amy as he sat back down in the car seat.
McGee entered his apartment to see Ziva at his type writer reading his rough notes on the latest Deep Six novel "Still Thom E. Gemcity, McGee?" Ziva asked.
"What are you doing here Ziva?"
"I had nowhere else to go. For the past twelve moths I've been in Israel. I got back three weeks ago and since then I've been staying in a place with a lot of women" Ziva explained.
"A woman's shelter" McGee corrected her.
"Yes"
Amy Kirby sat at Ziva's old desk finishing up her paperwork. She wasn't a fully fledged member of Team Gibbs. She just worked with them when they needed an extra pair of hands on a case. The boys wanted her to become a member but she just liked to help out when she could. After four years she could tell they all missed Ziva and truth be told she was a little afraid of Gibbs.
"Where's McTardy" asked Tony as he entered the bull pit.
"Gone to get coffee" answered Amy.
The elevator doors opened and out stepped McGee with a tray full of coffees "where's Gibbs" he asked.
"Interrogation" answered Tony as he took two cups of coffee, one for Gibbs and one for himself and walked back to the viewing room.
"How's Ziva" asked Amy when Tony had left.
"She says she's fine. Been living in Israel for the past year. Got back three weeks ago and has been living in a shelter" McGee explained.
That's night Leroy Jethro Gibbs was in his basement working on his boat, well at least he was trying to. He was being distracted by his wife, Director Jenny Sheppard. Ziva stood on the stairs watching them silently. "Shalom"
Gibbs who had Jenny leaned up against the boat making out like two crazy teenagers broke apart both looked up to see Ziva now walking down the stairs.
"Ziva!" Jenny exclaimed as she rushed over to the woman she considered her best friend and hugged her. Gibbs walked over to the woman he considered a daughter and greeted her happily as he kissed her on the cheek and hugged her tightly.
That night Jenny and Gibbs sat on the stairs with Ziva sitting in the work bench drinking beer and talking about the last four year.
Abby walked into the Bullpen early the next morning full of beans more so the usual "Isn't it great that Ziva's back"
"Abby" McGee warned.
"What did you say" asked Tony.
"Ziva. She's back. Great huh" she answered with a grin.
"Where is she Probie?"
"Come on Tony. Abby's over excited. She's probably had more caf – pow than normal"
"No I haven't" replied Abby innocently.
Tony stood up and walked over to McGee's desk "where is she" he asked again as he slammed his hands down on his desk.
"My place" McGee sighed. Tony left and McGee glared at Abby.
"What" she asked with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Ziva didn't want him to know Abby"
"Ahhh..."
Tony unlocked the door and silently let himself inside McGee's apartment. He found Ziva looking out the window. Ziva knew who had entered the apartment purely by smell. After four years she realised that he still smelt the same, used the same aftershave. It was a smell she had missed she turned slowly and looked at him. McGee ran into his apartment almost running into Tony "Ziva I..." McGee began.
"Special Agent McGee, there is no need for you to be here" Tony stated without looking at him.
"I think there is"
"No there is not. As Snr Field Agent I'm telling you to go back to NCIS McGemcity"
"I will be fine McGee" Ziva reassured him.
Tony looked to the right of Ziva and she followed his gaze.
"Anthony why don't you go and watch a movie" she said.
"Anthony?" Tony questioned.
"Yes. Anthony Jethro DiNozzo" came the reply.