Here's a little update for today, I had a bit of writer's block with this one. Should be good from here though! Tell me what you think! From now on the chapters will be changing between the team and Tony.

Alright, I admit, it is a bit selfish that I just got up and left. I mean if Ziva feels the same way about me as I do about her, then this has to be killing her! I would go bananas if she was not there, but of course I am sure she is just as cool, calm, and collected as usual. Texas does not seem like as good as an idea as it did before, I have always wanted to learn to ski, and Texas is not the place for that. I'm hitting the road to Colora-aaa-do! There is no way they will see that one coming!

"Woohoo!" On my way to live life to the fullest for a little while. But how am I going to do that without the people I love? The girl I love? Her and her ninja ways get me every day more and more, but I can't, I just can't.

Dinozzo continued on, on the over a day trip to Colorado, blasting the radio at the top notch, and gunning the accelerator. His mind, his heart, his body, no longer yearned for his home, family, and friends back in D.C., but for the slopes in Colorado, where he hoped he would start a brand new life as Matthew D. Longlow.

New life. It suddenly hit him that he may never return to his old, adventure filled, criminal busting life. New people. Tony may never see his dad, but that's not that important to him. His team is the one he's worried about, Ziva, McGee, and Gibbs. He's learned everything he knows about his job from his boss, he's matured, changed and helped him grow through the middle of his life; he loved teasing McGee, of course it is all in good fun and Tony does not know what he would do without the computer geek. But mostly, Ziva. His love, his partner, his better half. For the six years he has known her, he has loved her for every year, month, day, hour, minute, every single second, he has known that she is the one he is meant to be with for the rest of his life.

All of this rushes through his head at a mile a minute, for second he truly believes that if he goes back right now it will all be okay. But what will that have solved? Nothing really. I will still be working this case, working with the same people in it, the ones I have gotten so attached to. How can I do that? There is no way that going back will actually help my situation. The team can handle it on their own, and I can deal my issues on my own, here, well there, on my own time, my own terms.

After about twelve total hours on the road, Tony decided he definitely couldn't last any longer without sleep or caffeine. Caf-pow! Abby! How the hell could I forget about Abby? How am I going to live without her goofy, gothic style, and the way she does her forensics! She has always been there for me whenever I need her, and she helped me calm down when I got fed up with a case. Why didn't I just go to her before I left? She could have solved this, I could have stayed and I would still be back at NCIS in D.C. life would be normal again…

Tony stopped into a small town that reminded him of the case where they went back to Stillwater and found that Gibbs truly did have a father. He went through his list in his head: food, caffeine, clothes, new clothes unlike "Tony" to be precise, and toiletries. Sleep. First thing he decided was sleep, he found a motel, okay, a sketchy motel but it will give him a good nights, well days sleep. He crashed without thinking of home even once more.