He walks through the door of his bedroom, and a pillow flies at his head. Before he can duck, a blanket flies at him too. He catches them, and stares at the bed. It's dark, but he knows that she's still awake, as evidenced by the pillows, and blankets.

"You're angry?"

"Do you really think that I don't have a right to be?"

"Don't do this."

"Do what? I have done nothing. You are the one who is an idiot."

"I am not the only one who is playing this game. You are the one who started this stupid game that we have been playing lately."

"I have done nothing wrong."

"Really? So you haven't been trying to make me jealous?"

"That was not my intention."

"Well, whatever you were trying to do, it worked."

"No, it didn't."

"I don't think that I can do this anymore."

"Then leave."

"No."

"No? I'll make it easy for you, tomorrow after work, I am going to pay a visit to the attorney."

"Don't," he begs.

"Why shouldn't I? Give me a reason to put up with all your crap."

"I make mistakes, all the time, but I am not the only one. Please forgive me."

"Forgive you? How can I forgive you, when I know that you are going to continue making the same mistake?"

"Why do you have to know me so damn well?"

"I am sorry that I know you so well."

"Just calm down, for one second."

"Why? So I can smell her on your shirt? I know where you have been, and I am not going to go down that road."

"How is what I did any different, than what you're doing?"

"I am not interested in him, like that."

"You went to Vermont with him."

"Nothing happened. How many times do I have to tell you that, before you believe me?"

"Remind we ever thought that this could work? Both of us are too jealous, too..."

"You are a cheater, I am not. I have never broken any vows. You just... I feel like you don't really care about this anymore. I feel like you've given up. If you want out, just say it. I will let you out."

"We agreed that this would be open..."

"Open? Has that worked out at all, so far?"

"No."

"Take a shower, make sure that you dry your hair, I wouldn't want you to catch a cold, in the living room," she tells him sharply.

"You're really going to make me sleep on the couch?"

"Do you really expect me to let you sleep in this bed?"

"It's my bed."

"No, not everything is yours, or mine. Some things are ours, but you just seem to keep throwing them away."

"I don't know what you want me to say."

"Nothing. If you say anything, you are just going to dig yourself deeper into a hole."

"Why is it that you don't believe me, but I am supposed to believe you?"

"Because I am not sleeping with anyone, but you, and... even that is a mistake. You have nothing to be jealous of."

"Really? I shouldn't be concerned about your male friend, who you went to Vermont with? The one I have never met. The one who is a great cook, and makes you laugh."

"There is a reason that you haven't met him."

"And why is that?"

"Because you are a jerk. He isn't interested in me like that."

"So why is he interested in you."

"He wants me..."

He doesn't allow her to finish, "Exactly."

"Not the way you think. He is trying to get me to leave NCIS."

"To leave me?"

"No. It's a job offer, you idiot."

"Oh."

"So would you like to continue to pretend that you are innocent?"

"How can I know that you're telling me the truth? You hold so much back. I don't understand. You should be able to tell me anything."

"I should, but my faith in you, it has disappeared."

He swallows hard, "You don't trust me anymore?"

"Should I?"

"I have made mistakes..."

"And you keep making them."

"But I love you. Please, give me a chance."

"No. I have given you enough chances. I have been played for a fool, long enough. If you want her, you can have her."

"I want you."

"You have a funny way of showing it."

"I love you."

"I resent you," she retorts.

"Fair enough, but when you wake up, in the morning, alone, in this bed, you're going to remember why you gave me a chance in the first place. You're going to remember how you used to feel. You are going to wish that..."

"Everyday I wish that I could go back."

"Why would you wish that?"

"Because then I wouldn't have to know the truth. I wouldn't have to do this. I wouldn't feel this way..."

"When did we get so lost? When did you shut me out?"

"I can't let you in, anymore, because you just keep hurting me. You are the one person that I thought that I could trust, but you proved me wrong."

"If you want out, file the damn papers, Ziva."

"Is that what you want, Tony?"

"No, but if it's what it takes to make you happy, then go ahead. I am tired of trying to make you happy. I can't. You never let me know what I need to do, and I am sick of trying to guess."

"You really screwed up this time. You are supposed to be my husband. I guess this is like any other marriage, right? The husband tries to sneak in, after his wife should be asleep, from somewhere he shouldn't have been. He tries to deny that he has just been with someone else. I never realized that the American dream was built on lies, and infidelity."

"I will always love you."

"So why can't you ever show it? Why did you do this?"

"You left me no choice."

"You're really going to blame me for this?"

"I'm going to go to the couch now. Sleep tight."