Authors Note: Here is a new story for you all to read...Don't get too excited, I don't know how frequent the updates will be, but I hope you will give this story a chance. It will be Tiva in time, but I have to work on getting them to 'that point'.

Each chapter will have a verse or chorus of a song, and each chapter will be named after the song in which the verse comes from.

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Song: Today was a Fairytale by Taylor Swift

DISCLAIMER: NOT MINE!

Today was a fairytale
You were the prince
I used to be a damsel in distress
You took me by the hand and you picked me up at six
Today was a fairytale

Ziva David was never the type of girl who would need saving. But the day she walked into NCIS, she was in for a whole new lifestyle. She was introduced to several new faces, and was put on many different assignments.

Her new team was quickly growing on her. There was her boss, Leroy Jethro Gibbs-or just Gibbs for short. He was a hard headed and very caring man on the inside, but he always managed to keep his exterior gruff and at most times, unwelcoming.

Timothy McGee was your all around computer whiz; there were several occasions when he would save her computer from being blown to bits.

Anthony DiNozzo was just a big kid. He was always in for a laugh and they would banter back and forth many times about nothing.

She never realized how protective of her Tony was until it came to her boyfriend Michael Rifkin. Tony never liked Michael, or the fact that he is from the same agency which Ziva transferred from-Mossad. The night Tony shot Michael; she made the decision to move back to her home country of Israel. Joining forces with her old team, and her father, the Director of Mossad, Ziva set out to find herself after losing someone she loved. Her team was assigned to take out a terrorist cell based in Somalia. Ziva's decision to take to the camp on her own ultimately led to her capture.

Sitting in her cell, she prepared herself for death. Knowing her father wouldn't send any of his men into Saleem's camp, and knowing her old team at NCIS had probably long forgotten about her by now, she was ready for death to come.

She was, by now, used to the torture she received by Saleem and his men. They storm in each taking a whack at her, and one man puts a bag over her head and roughly picks her up by her bound arms. 'This is it; they are going to kill me.'

She hears a door open and is roughly placed in a chair. She hangs her head, and hears Saleem's voice, and as another man begins to speak, she tries to snap her weak head up, but fails. It's only when Saleem takes the bag off of her head she lifts it, bringing her eyes in contact with a man whom she had hoped would have forgotten about her-even though her thoughts were always filled with him.

Tony.

She takes in his face, and the small childlike smile that graces his lips as he looks at her. She would give anything to fall into his arms, and sob. She knows now that she was wrong in accusing him of purposely killing Michael, she knows now that Tony wasn't jealous, but was looking out for her as he always does.

After Saleem leaves, she looks up at him and says in a hoarse voice, "Out of everyone in the world who could have found me; it had to be you?"

He nods a slight victory smile on his lips and answers, "You're welcome. Are you glad to see me?"

She shakes her head softly, "You should not have come."

"Alright then, good catching up. I'll be going now," he mock stands, but doesn't get far because of his restraints. "Oh, yeah I forgot-taken prisoner."

Not taking her eyes off of Tony, she directs her question to the man who is lying in a seemingly unconscious state behind her. "Are you alright, McGee?"

Opening his eyes, he turns his head towards her, "Just glad you're alive."

She takes in McGee's words, and gazes at Tony. "You thought I was dead?"

Tony nods, "Oh, oh yeah."

"Then why are you here?" she finally asks.

"McGee-McGee didn't think you were dead-"

"Tony! Why are you here?"

He struggles against the serum that Saleem gave him, "Couldn't live without you-I guess."

She fights back a smile of adoration at his words. Whatever she feels towards the man in front of her, she ignores it and says, "So you will die with me? You should have left me alone."

"Okay, tried. Couldn't. Listen, you should now that I've taken some kind of truth serum so if there's any questions you don't wanna know the answers to-"

"I did not ask for anyone to put themselves in harm's way for me."

The next few minutes are a complete blur. All she remembers is McGee getting up off the floor and fighting off multiple men, and Saleem getting killed by a sniper by the name of Gibbs. McGee helps untie Ziva and Tony, and the two men support Ziva in between them and round the corner to be met by a gun man of Saleem's. They watch as the man falls to his death and Gibbs comes into view.

Gibbs looks directly at her as he speaks the words she's waited to hear for months. "Let's go home."

The flight back to Washington was quieter than she had expected it to be. She kept her head down the majority of the time, afraid that if she closed her eyes she would back in the cell near death. She drank the water she was given and ate the food placed before her. But she never once made eye contact with her old team and the people she believed to be her friends a few short months ago.

As Ziva steps off the elevator she is soon engulfed in a hug from Abby, at first she doesn't know how to react, still weak from malnourishment, but she slowly lifts her arms around Abby, hearing the scientist whisper that she was worried about her and how she is glad she is home safe.

She's home safe, and for some reason, she has a feeling that she will soon be having to face the problems which caused her to leave DC, NCIS and Tony.