Hey everyone! So, at first I thought this would be a one shot… But then I started listening to the song "The Scientist" By Coldplay, and decided to make it a song-fic/chapter thingie.

I don't own the characters or the song included, just my imagination! :)

"What. Ever." Tony mumbled as he slowly parked his car in the tiny space in front of his apartment building.

Turning the radio up, Tony rested his head against the back of his seat as the lyrics of the song slowly engulfed him.

Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry

You don't know how lovely you are

I had to find you, tell you I need your

Tell you I set you apart

Tony wished that he could tell Ziva he loved her, once and for all. Their relationship had just sort of… Happened. He had never really told her how much he cared for her. If only they hadn't gotten into this stupid fight, then he could have told her he loved her more than anything in the world. Even more than movies, and that was saying something.

Tell me your secrets, and asks me your questions

Oh lets go back to the start

Running in circles, coming up tails

Heads on a science apart

Tony knew that Ziva had let him into her heart, something that she almost never did, for it almost always ended with her feeling completely heartbroken. But one day, she had decided to let him in. Now, Tony knew that Ziva was probably heartbroken once again, blaming herself for letting him into her heart.

"What's that American saying? Fall down someone's throat? I didn't mean to do that to Tony! But when he suggested telling Gibbs…" Ziva trailed off, thinking about how she had immediately started yelling at Tony, saying he was being just as careless as usual. She knew that he wasn't thinking it through; it was much more possible that Gibbs would Gibbs Slap Tony to death than him welcoming their relationship with open arms.

Once Tony and she started fighting, as everyone knew, they couldn't stop. It was one stinging comment after another, in a competition to see who could come up with the best retort quickest. In the end, Ziva couldn't remember who said the last remark, or what they said. All she knew was that the next thing she knew, she was lying on the couch, memories of Michael Rivkin, Ray, Somalia, her father, her sister, Ari, and everyone else who had ever had an impact on her life flying through her head in a bright mist of colors and voices.

One sentence always seemed to end up at the front of her mind, ringing endlessly in her ears, no matter how hard she tried to shove it away. "Couldn't live without you, I guess." It was what Tony had said when he, McGee, and Gibbs had rescued her from Somalia.

Just by speaking those five little words, Tony had filled Ziva's heart with the hope that maybe she was really wanted. After being hurt by so many people, so many times, Ziva had closed her heart off completely and banished all of the ugly memories of her past out of her mind. She had been ready to die, ready to accept her fate. But when Saleem had pulled the bag off of her head and revealed Tony staring at her, chained to a chair, her entire reality for the past three months had been flipped upside down.

The fact that anyone, not just Tony but anyone, would risk their lives just to get revenge on her killer had shown her that someone actually cared.

Sorry, this chapter was shorter than I was planning on making it, but the next one will *hopefully* be longer! :) Comment Please! :