The squad room dark, Ziva lifted her hand, flipping the switch of her small light on her desk off. She and Tony were the only ones left in the bullpen. She spun in her chair, grabbing her coat and bag from the shelf behind her desk, "Going home soon?" She asked, sliding through the hole between her cubical wall and desk.

"Probably not."

"Why? Is there something wrong?"

He looked up from his work, she was buttoning up her coat, "Nope."

"You have a date?"

"Heh. Yeah, right."

She stepped over to his desk, "Do you need help then?"

"Naw, I'm fine, but thanks. Night, Ziva."

"Night." She flung the strap of her bag over her shoulder and started towards the elevator, she stopped, looking back, "You have mentioned..."

"What?" He raised his head, looking at her, "Did you need something?"

She made her way back over, "I, well, recently, you have talked about, umm..."

He sat back in his chair, raising his arms in his air, stretching, he let out a groan, "Talking about what?"

"Children."

He interlocked his fingers sliding his hands behind his head, he shrugged his shoulders, "Weird coming from me, huh?"

"A little." She replied, squatted down in front of his desk, "Your father coming to visit has brought up these feelings, yes?"

He slowly started to shake his head left to right, "No."

"Then why? I always thought you were against having them."

"No, I just never found anyone to have them with."

"And you have found this person now?"

He smiled, but it quickly disappeared as he stood up, "I had hoped, but I guess not."

"Who?" She asked, rising to meet him as he stepped from behind his desk.

He reached out, brushing her hair behind her ear, making her smile, "God, I love that smile."

"Tell me it is not me."

He smiled, caressing her cheek with his fingertips, "I wish I could, Ziva."

She closed her eyes, fighting back her tears, "Why?"

"Would you believe me if I told you that I loved you?"

"But why? After everything I have said to you, done to you..."

He quickly kissed her on the lips, but pulled away just as quickly, replacing his lips with his right index finger, "Love conquers all..." He stepped back, letting his finger fall from her lips, "Ziva." He turned from her and started to walk away.

She took one step towards him, "Will you wait for me?"

He stopped in front of McGee's desk, "I've been waiting over 41 years." He looked back over his shoulder, "I think I can wait just a little longer."

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Author Note #1 - Yeah, I know it sucks, but I HAD to publish something on the plane. I'm cool like that and they don't even give you peanuts anymore. Cheap bastards!