Oh This Game Called Love
Author: Bad Shot
Paring: Tiva
Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS just using it for my pleasure.
Prologue
She was dead.
I couldn't believe it but those three simple words have changed my entire life. One minute she was next to me. Laughing at one of my stupid jokes again.
But her smile is what I remember. It's the last image of her I have in my head.
One moment she is smiling at me, she gets up and walks away insulting me in that specific way that just makes me love her that much more.
Then… and then…
Wow I can't even think about it in my head without going into a coma. It just isn't fair.
It could have been me. It should have been me, not her that went to look upstairs.
It would have been too if she hadn't made a comment on how the victim looked like my kind of girl. Asleep.
I had laughed so hard at that one.
Finally she had got me back with one that was really good. At least to me it was a great joke.
I joked back and told her if it was my kind of girl she should go up stairs instead to look for the older victim who was in his fifties.
It is just not fair!
I know I shouldn't feel guilty since who could predict a bomb inside of one of the teddy bears in the youngest girl's room. But still…
But it is… Ziva is dead…
Unbeknownst to Tony a silent and dark figure watched him through his apartment window as he sat in the dark sitting motionless.
The figure pressed its hand against the glass and let out a sigh. The dark chocolate colored eyes squeezed shut trying to stop the inevitable flow of tears.
On the figure next to the figure was a one way plain ticket to Tel Aviv.
Ziva was going home again.
She hated the way she had to deceive them. Manipulate all her knew friends by faking her death, but Israel's needs came first.
And if it did why did she have a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach instead of joy at the prospect of going home.
Why did she feel so horrible about leaving Tony.
She let out another sigh and slowly walked out taking one last look at the man that had been both a pain in the ass and her best friend.
A/N: So this is my new story just the prologue so far. Rest is probably going to be in 3rd person. As always reviews make me write faster/