A/N: So I have never written an NCIS fic before but I have read plenty. Just read it and let me know what you think!
Ziva knew where she was going as soon as she stepped off of the plane. She knew that she wasn't heading to her apartment. So, when she found herself outside his door, she wasn't surprised, even though she doesn't remember getting there. She raised her hand and knocked on the door. He opened the door and stepped back to allow her inside. As soon as she was inside, he turned to her and opened his arms to her. She collapsed into his arms and cried. She was glad that she had come here, glad that she had someone familiar to turn to. She relaxed as she breathed in his familiar sent. She didn't object as he led them to the sofa, she just continued to cry into his t-shirt. She had come here knowing that he wouldn't offer artificial comfort. Words that meant nothing. He wouldn't give her the same heartless 'I'm Sorry' she had received from everyone she had spoken to. She knew he would just let her cry until she had gotten it out of her system, he would let her cry all night if she needed to, and if she fell asleep on him he wouldn't move, no matter how much his back and neck would hurt in the morning. So she cried and cried for about an hour and a half, with him stroking her back and playing with her hair soothingly.
'Tony,' she said after awhile, her voice hoarse, 'thank you.'
'Don't mention it,' he said before continuing, 'Zi, I know you probably don't want to hear this, but I know how you feel. When I lost my mum I was devastated. Senior did nothing to help. He would go out and get drunk every night and come home with some girl ten years younger than him. And then he shipped me off to boarding school because he didn't want any reminders of my mother around him.' He stopped for a moment thinking about what he was trying to say. 'I guess what I'm trying to say is I know how it feels and I'm here for you when you need me.'
'Thank you, Tony. That is all I need right now is to know that you will be here.'
'If you want you can stay here tonight. I'll sleep on the couch,' he offered.
'Thank you but I have kept you out of your bed for long enough.'
'Zi, if it's for you I don't care,' he proclaimed looking her in the eye. They kept gazing at each other and neither of them registered what was happening as he leaned in and brushed his lips against hers. He pulled away and began to say something but was cut off as Ziva pulled his head down towards hers and kissed him.
A/N: So. This is my first NCIS fic. Tell me what you think. I want to continue it but I don't know if anyone will read so click that little button down there and let me know.