Special Agent Ziva David stood in the pouring rain. She accepted every ice-cold drop that fell onto her warm body. Her body grew numb after a few minutes under the down pour. Ziva did not cry, nor did she ever allow herself to show emotion especially when she became vulnerable. She was very vulnerable tonight as she stood face to face with a gravestone that read a name that brought many memories into her head. Ziva's mind was flooded with the thought of the man lying dead beneath the ground. She'd bite her lip when she felt tears building up. The gravestone read, Eli David. She hadn't attended his funeral and she almost changed her mind when she made it to the cemetery entrance, but she forced herself to enter. Somehow, she had lost strength. She couldn't allow herself to believe he was gone. Ziva was accompanied by a friend. Her partner Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo, but everyone called him Tony for short. He watched as she looked at the name on the gravestone, then at the dark night sky. Tony didn't speak, or complain of the icy water drops that fell on him. He stood in silence unable to decide whether to comfort her or step away. Tony finally spoke after ten minutes of standing in the freezing rain.

"Ziva, c'mon it's cold." Tony stated soothingly.

"Tony…it's never rained like this in Tel Aviv before." Tony was silent and watched her face.
Her eyes were covered by a strange expression, which Tony didn't understand. He had never seen her this way before. She was so…quiet.

The whole team, including the Director of NCIS Vance, had traveled to Tel Aviv to give Ziva some support. She had learned of her father's death two days after Ray Cruz left for another one of his CIA missions that had been classified. Ziva did not know the contents of the mission, but the information she was given was limited. She knew it involved Ray Cruz and his partner Trent Kort. It was confirmed to Ziva that her father had been shot in the head by a man with a bandage over his eye. When Ziva was given this information by, Officer Ben Gidon who had witnessed the shooting, she knew the identity of her father's killer as did the rest of the team.

"Yeah, well it's raining really hard now so can we go?" Tony asked becoming anxious.

"Why, Tony?" Ziva asked quietly.

"Because it's cold." Tony shivered.

"No Tony, why is he dead. Why did they have to kill him?" Ziva questioned the reason for her father's death.

Eli had been killed by a CIA operative that Ziva had come in contact with multiple times.

"I hate Kort too, if it makes you feel any better." Tony patted her back.

"I don't understand. Why didn't Ray tell me?" Ziva felt betrayed.

"He couldn't Ziva. He's sworn into secrecy, and as much as he wanted to tell you he couldn't." Tony defended him, but found the gesture very difficult.

"Why do you defend him?" Ziva wondered.

"Because…he's a good guy." Tony disgruntled by the truth.

"I don't believe that, as least, not anymore…no…I, I don't know what to believe anymore." Ziva threw her hands out in front of her to emphasize her point.

"Hey," Tony grabbed her arm and turned to face him.
"We'll figure out what happened, but first we got to ask Gibbs what was going down." Ziva tried to smile, but it caused her well built shield to crumble. Her face scrunched in pain as she took in a breath. Tony couldn't believe what was happening in that very minute, Ziva David was crying. Tony wrapped an arm around her and she pushed it away. She wiped away the one tear she shed and adapted the emotion of anger. Tony was confused by the sudden change of emotions, but followed Ziva as she stormed toward the car. She made it to the car and didn't wait a second to take a breath. She slammed her foot against the accelerator and Tony's head hit the seat.
"Jeez…" He said through tight lips.

Ziva ignored every red light, sign, and car around her. She had a destination and she wanted to get there immediately. Tony became a little queasy but tried to think of something else during the transition from point A to point B. Ziva was thinking of only one thing as she flew down the Tel Aviv roads, Ray Cruz.

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Agent T