And here it is! The sequel to Don't Make Promises you can't keep. It is not a Tiva story, but I do have to have her explain. So bare with me until we get to some major PappaGibbs! Enjoy!

"Ziva?" he managed to croak out.

"Hello Tony."

He was frozen in his stop. His lips moved, but no sound came out. It took him several seconds to work up the nerve to say, "What…How…" and finally, "WHO?"

Ziva wiped her eyes clean of tears and took a step forward. She was now in the doorframe with her feet on the welcome mat. She didn't answer.

"Come in its freezing!" Tony exclaimed, eager to sit her down and figure out what the hell was going on.

Ziva was dead. She had to be dead. He got the phone call. There was a suicide bomber. You can't live after being blown up! SHE-IS-DEAD! All these thoughts swirled around inside of Tony's head as Ziva slowly made her way into the house.

Everyone looked over in their direction when she entered. Several of them gasped. Gibbs stood immediately and practically ran over to Ziva. Tony stood closer to her. Almost protectively, like an older brother with his younger sister.

"What happened, Ziva?" asked Gibbs, stepping closer.

She still remained silent. Everyone else in the room seemed to be growing uncomfortable with the sudden tension. Gibbs turned and walked away, and said, "Basement."

Tony put a hand on Ziva's shoulder and led her down after Gibbs into the basement. Everyone else got involved in a whispered conversation as they left.

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As soon as the door was shut and they were all gathered in the basement, Tony blurted out, "WHO?" again.

Ziva cast her eyes on the boat rather than at Tony.

"I don't know. We weren't meant to be involved. It was a terrorist attack on a small religious cult. The bomb predetinated. It was set to go off several hours later. Tali was right next to him."

She broke off with a sob.

"Well how did you live?" Tony pestered.

Ziva regained herself and continued.

"I was in the line of fire, but I was very far out, so it didn't hit me as hard. The blast killed just about everyone. They thought I was dead at first, but I was able to wake up and they put me on oxygen. Tali stayed on life support for a day before they pulled the plug. No one bothered to inform people that I was alive. I got someone to buy me a plane ticket to America, and here I am."

"That took you a year?" Tony asked skeptically.

"No. I arrived in California, and from there I traveled with multiple hitchhikers and cabs, and stayed at many dirty hotels. But I got here."

She finished with a weak smile.

Tony wanted to hug her. He wanted to wrap her in his arms and tell her everything was okay. But he had never been comfortable with touch. Especially the comforting way of touch. When you live for so long with out it, its not always one of your strong suits.

So instead he invited her to take his room for the night, and for her to join them upstairs for the remainder of the party. She agreed, and they headed back upstairs. Everything else would have to wait until morning.

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A few days later…

Gibbs was out on another case.

Tony was in the basement reflecting on life.

Ziva was staying with a friend.

All was peaceful.

At least until Tony heard light footsteps upstairs. He stood and placed his bottle of water down lightly, then went to the top of the stairs. He pressed his ear against the door and listened. There were several sets of foot falls. Approximately three. Tony reached his hand down to the door knob, but the door was suddenly thrust open by a pair of muscular hands. Tony stood frozen as he was bathed in light from the hallway. A large, bulky figure stood in the door frame. He grunted and grabbed Tony by the wrist, dragging him into the living room. And who was sitting there? Not his father. Two more guys were standing by the couch. A tall handsome man with an Italian goatee stood up and spoke.

"Do not panic, Tony. We are not here to kidnap you. We are not here to rape you. We are here for one reason."

"And what might that be?" Tony asked nervously.

"To make Gibbs pay." He answered simply.

"How?" Tony dared to ask.

"Ha ha. I though you might ask that. Not many people would have the guts, you know. Well it's quite elaborate actually. You see, I have planted undetectable security camera's all over this house. I can monitor you when ever I wish. And the best part is, I have a bomb hidden deep inside of this house, as well as in one other place in your life. You won't figure out where, so don't bother trying. There is no set detonation time. All there is is a small remote control that I have right here." He pulled a small remote out of his pocket before continuing.

"You can tell Gibbs about this. But if I see one attempt at finding the bomb, I will push this button and anyone in a hundred foot radius will be gone. And just to make sure we're clear," he pulled out a small bracelet with a large battery on it and smacked it shut around Tony's wrist. A red light lit up, "This bracelet also contains a bomb. If you try tampering with it, even slightly, it will go off. There is no solution. You can't get out of this one. So I suggest you go and wait for Agent Gibbs like a good little boy. I'll be watching."

And with that he clicked on the switch that started the hidden cameras and headed out. The two men followed him close behind. The man turned back, as if he had an after thought, and said, "And I tapped your phone's too, so don't try anything sneaky. You know that other bomb I mentioned? It's at your friend's house. Abby, is it? Nice girl. Didn't notice a thing. Well, have a nice day."

And he left.

Tony stood motionless for quite some time. He kept glancing at the tracker on his wrist. He noticed lettering on the underside. He flipped his wrist over and read the small black lettering. It said, 'Property of DiNozzo and Co.'

A/N: Didn't expect that, huh? Sorry that it's so short. I was going to make it longer but I have a math test to study for. Yay. :(

I promise I'll try to make the next chapter longer.

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