Summary: A series of one shot of Ziva and Gibbs. See how their relationship continues to grow, and lead into something more.

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or their characters, though some day I wish I could.

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Once Officer David was finished with her report, she took a quick glance at Tony and McGee before smiling to herself. Ziva considered herself lucky that she was able to not become so distracted so easily, it gave her the upper hand when it came to finishing reports. As she continued grabbing her bag and her car keys, she could feel Tony's eyes glued to Ziva. "Is there something wrong Agent DiNozzo?" Ziva asked, addressing him in a professional manor. "Nope, why would there be Officer David," Tony snapped back, before continuing his work.

"Fine, I'm going," Ziva stated before heading towards the elevator. "No you are not," Said a familiar husky voice, which could only be one man.

Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

Ziva sighed, before turning to face him. "Any why not?" Ziva asked, as she suppressed a yawn. Great, there goes my weekend, and I was actually that smart to believe that I might get a good night sleep for once, Ziva thought. "Because I don't remember telling you that you could leave Officer David," Gibbs said, as he stood before her. "Do I need your permission? My report is done, I have no work to finish, I am going home," Ziva stated before Gibbs invaded her personal space. "Elevator now!" Gibbs Barked.

"No, you can't make me," Ziva snapped, as she headed back towards the bullpen. "Ziva! He isn't messing around!" Tony said, feeling sorry for his partner, "Don't tell me what I already know!" Ziva yelled at Tony, which only made Gibbs angrier. As Gibbs approached Ziva, he gripped her forearm tightly and pulled her towards the elevator, ignoring the shouts of "Let me go!"

When the elevator doors opened, Gibbs forced Ziva inside and immediately flicked the emergency stop switch. "What the hell has gotten into you Ziva!?" Gibbs yelled, causing Ziva to cringe in the darkness. "It's bad enough that I have to deal with Tony's complaints, and now yours? Don't ignore me Ziva, we need to talk about this," Gibbs said, slightly calmer. "Nothing is wrong. I just want to go home," Ziva said, her Mossad training kicking in."Why?"

"Is that really necessary?" Ziva asked, but sighed when Gibbs didn't answer. "I just haven't had a good night sleep lately, is that a crime?" Ziva stated, turning away from his glare. After what seemed like forever, Gibbs spoke.

"Ari?"

Ziva's eyes widened and she lowered her gaze. How could he read her so easily? Gibbs smirked before pulling Ziva into a hug. "Why didn't you just tell me?" Gibbs asked softly, as he felt Ziva trying to pull away, which he allowed. Ziva shrugged her shoulders, as the unshed tears began to fall. Damn it! How could I miss this!? Gibbs thought to himself, as he once again pulled Ziva into a hug.

"Everything is going to be alright," Gibbs repeated over and over again, as Ziva let the tears fall. Eventually, Ziva's tears decreased and you could only hear the sobs coming from her. "Ziva, why didn't you tell me?" Gibbs asked again, as Ziva's head rested against his chest. "I thought I could handle it," Ziva admitted, before pulling away.

"You lost your brother Ziva. Hell, you have lost more people than most people could ever imagine. It is ok to show emotion once in a while," Gibbs stated before turning the elevator back on. "Thank you Gibbs," Ziva said, before they stood there in silence.

"Now if you ever talk to me like that ever again..."

"You're going to kick my butt," Ziva finished, as she chuckled. Gibbs smiled, before hitting the button to the parking lot. "Off you go, goodnight Ziva," Gibbs said, before Ziva left.