Something wasn't right; Gibbs had been thinking of the Friday afternoon, Ziva had appeared distant as if there was something on her mind. She had, the day before almost contaminated some evidence, then she and Tony had had a blazing row, it had been a dangerous summer. Gibbs put on red hoodie and went to the Navy Yard, at least there he could think straighter without the temptation of a Jack. Exiting the elevator he made his way to the bullpen, Ziva's desk cleared, empty, his eye twitched, and then he spied the envelope on his desk, walking over he knew the writing but now sitting, fingering the letter he took his knife and slit the envelope open, and removing the white sheet of paper slipped on his glasses, and began to read…..

Dear Gibbs,

I find this very hard to write. I know we have over the years been through a lot. We both lost those we loved and trusted. I followed orders; 1st from my father I lost my brother. I should have followed your orders, but then again I followed hers and Director Shepard died, and you lost a love. It was my father who made me earn Jenny's trust, to befriend, it was only later I found out just how and why Vance and my father were so friendly. They had a trust or was it Director Vance still had a debt to repay? He took me back when my father made me finish what Michael had started. My "family" saved me. I knew then what I had to do, become an American and an NCI agent.

I trusted my faith in you and my heart in NCIS, so I left Mossad and did what I thought right, but maybe if I had stayed, there would not have been death in the afternoon, my father would still be alive, and the Director would still have a mother for his children, but in or business "family" is not always what it seems. I never meant to hurt anyone.

I wanted revenge, did I get it and was it sweet? You are one who knows, do you have regrets, did you get satisfaction, closure? I know I haven't. I know I can no longer stay part of this family, I have to go and finish whatever my father entrusted me to do, call it brain washing it is all I know.

By the time you read this I should be with Monique Lisson, I do not know where. I trusted Director Vance not to tell you of my decision and resignation so you could not persuade me to stay

So for whom the bell tolls, give my love to Tony, yes I could have loved him but rule # 12. But the sun also rises, as it sets over old times.
So Shalom Gibbs, and Semper Fi.

Ziva

Gibbs took his glasses off and placed then on his desk next to the letter. Looking across at the now empty desk or was it just vacant. He didn't know what to think, he wondered if Tony had also got a letter, but he needn't have worried as he heard the elevator ping and Tony appear to stand in from of him.

Tony looked at Gibbs as he took an envelope from his pocket.

"Boss?" as Tony stared at Gibbs.

"Know Tony, know," as he saw the tears in Tony's eyes, yes Tony too had now lost another love.

The End