Tony walked down the hallway to Ducky's lab, hoping that Ducky could tell him a smidge of what he had found, without actually going into one of his long rants. Tony, though completely aware of his surroundings, had no idea that he had already passed Ducky's office.

"Tony!" Ducky called.

"Oh, sorry Ducky, I let my mind wander." Tony said.

Tony followed Ducky into autopsy, and realized that the body lying on the metal slab was a good friend of his. Not only had Tony worked with him, he also realized, this man was best friends with Ziva. How he would explain this to Ziva was what really had him baffled.

"This fellow is.." Ducky said this only to be cut off.

"Master Gunnery Sergeant Joshua Holmes. Best friends with Ziva David, but also a man I worked with"

Ducky replied "Tony, are you alright? Were you and Mr. Joshua here close?"

"Hardly, but I knew him, and I respected him enough to have his back. What have you got, Duck?" Tony, although not wanting to know cause of death, knew that he had to find out.

"Cause of death: blunt force trauma to the head, stab wounds to the head, and asphyxiation. Whoever knew this man, wanted him dead, and wanted it done now."

"Wonderful, just think; now I've got to explain to Ziva that her best friend has been killed. Ducky, you and I both know she won't stop until she finds the killer." Tony knew Ziva would be distraught.

Later, Ziva walks in after having lunch with Eli David, her father. No one knew exactly why Eli was in the states, but Ziva had a gut feeling that it was to get her to go back to Israel to rejoin his version of the CIA.

Ziva wasn't going to leave the states. She had many reasons not to leave. Gibbs, the father figure she always wanted. Timothy McGee, the dorky brother she was close to, but teased just as anyone would. Abby, the best friend that she would hate to leave. Ducky, the sweet old man that she would miss dearly. Palme, well we all know Palmer. And finally, Tony. The man she was desperately in love with, but was too hard to admit it.

Eli, he sensed that something wasn't right with his daughter. He knew that his daughter fell in love with America the minute she stepped foot on its soil. He hated the fact that he could not convince her to come back to Israel.

"Ziva, my sweet daughter, why won't you come back to Israel with me? Your family is there. You are familiar with all the traditions. You are familiar with everyone in Tel Aviv." Eli pleaded.

"Father, I can't leave here. My life is here now, and even though you do not want to accept that, you must. Gibbs, McGee, Abby, Ducky, Palmer, and Tony are all my family. They are here for me. Where have you been? You have been nowhere to be found since I got here." Ziva retorted.

"Ziva you know that I hate not being in contact with you, but being the director of Massad, I cannot always be in contact with you."

"No father, you choose not to be in contact with me because I am no longer a part of Massad. You hate NCIS for the simple reason that I am here and not with you. But I will not sit around anymore trying to make you happy, when nothing ever worked." Ziva tried to hold back her anger, but her father had finally pushed her to that point. Ziva walked off before she could say anything else.

Tony, although worried, knew that Ziva would let him in. He knew that no matter what the situation, she would always let him in. Tony got back up to the main floor, just as Ziva had gotten back to her desk.

"Ziva we have to talk."

"Yes Tony?"

"Ziva, do you remember Joshua Holmes? The man that we both know? Your best friend?" Tony began to get nervous.

"Of course, Tony. He is my best friend. How could I not remember him? He helped me through a lot." Ziva thought back to all the good times they had.

"Ziva, I hate to tell you this, but Josh, he's well, not with us anymore."

Ziva lost it. She cried extremely hard. She about ran off, but Tony grabbed her before she could escape. She let Tony hold her and she just buried her head into his chest. She just let go.

"Come on let's get you home. You don't need to be at work while this is going on."

Ziva had no choice but to agree because she knew he was right. She knew that being at work would just make her even more emotional knowing that his body was down in autopsy. Ziva just couldn't handle it. Tony dropped her off, and was trying to figure out what to do for her.

"Tony?" Ziva sounded weary

"Yes?"

"Will you stay with me tonight?" Ziva had that pleading look.

"Of course. Let me call Gibbs."

Tony went to work the next morning, and he left Ziva home. Ziva knew that Tony had to go to work. Tony felt horrible for having to leave her home alone, but he couldn't miss work.

"Tony, how's Ziva?" Gibbs was concerned.

"She's trying to hold it together boss. She's just trying to cope the best way she can."

"Go get her."

"On your six boss."

Ziva finally was up to going to work when Tony pulled up.

"Ready to go to work?" Tony smiled that all-natural smile that he's so famous for.

"Of course, bring it on." Ziva smiled back.

"Gibbs wanted to see you anyways."

"About what?" Ziva got a bit worried.

"Who knows?" Tony wasn't even worried. He knew Gibbs was just concerned.