Title: And I Love you so
Author: Trista Groulx aka dustytiger
Rating: T (like the show)
Disclaimer: NCIS belongs to it's network, creator, writers, actors and actresses who bring it to life weekly. I am a very poor crafter who is board being unemployed and am only doing this for funzies.
Warnings: See part one.
Summary: After DiNozzo finds out that Ziva was killed in Israel he discovers she had a daughter – their daughter. He has to fit her into his new life with Keates.
Notes: Well, so far so good, thanks for that really. No one should have stress out when they see reviews pop up. This part shows the team dealing with the loss of Ziva. I'm not spending too much time on it because I want to get on with the plot bunny.


A part of him was happy to arrive at work that morning, but a part of him was nervous. He knew that everyone would know what had happened, he'd ignored a lot of texts he'd received, unsure what to say and how to feel. He got off the elevator and was greeted by an unmistakeable hug from Abby Scuito. Somehow that helped, she didn't say anything just hugged him tight.

"Abs," he warned.

"I know," she assured him. "But when I stop hugging I don't know what I'll do."

"Abby…"

"How can I miss someone so much who left us after so long?"

DiNozzo had been wondering that since he had seen the news. He had wanted to tell Keates about what had happened but she had been called in early. He was glad that Abby he greeted him like that, he needed it. He knew that they would have to go on with their work day eventually and was glad for all of the distraction.

"She was a part of our lives for a long time," Leroy Jethro Gibbs reasoned, appearing as if from nowhere.

Abby nodded and began to release him from her fierce hug. She was surprised when he kissed her cheek softly, like Gibbs often did; silently thanking her. The elevator binged again and McGee and Bishop came out of the elevator their conversation stopping as soon as they saw everyone else. Abby went and hugged McGee, not quite as strong as the hug she'd given DiNozzo.

"Thanks Abs," McGee said hugging her back. "I was just talking about some of the good times with Bishop."

"I like that, McGee." Abby grinned, "why focus on the sad?"

"Exactly, she was our friend and co-worker but she wouldn't have wanted us to sit around her feeling sorry about what happened to her."

DiNozzo nodded. "You're right Tim."

"It sounds like she was a real spitfire," Bishop added.

"Oh she was," DiNozzo agreed, finding himself laughing a little.

There were a few questions that were left hanging. He had never told anyone but Keates about his past with Ziva. He knew that there had been whispers about them around the building almost since the moment she had joined the team. He wanted to be honest with them, but he also wanted to respect her request for discretion. He wanted to tell them about the time they spent in Israel just calmed curled up together talking about how their wishes and dreams had evolved as they grew.

"We still have work to do," Gibbs told them. "Grab your gear we've got a dead petty officer in Bethesda."

Everyone went and got what they needed and headed toward the elevator, while Abby went toward her lab. They knew that they would continue this later, but work had to come first. A part of him was glad for the distraction of the job. After she had first left he would often find himself thinking about her, but it had been a long time since he had. He had been thinking more about the private moments they had shared since he found out about her death; he knew that was something he should talk with Keates about. He hoped that they could make it happen soon, sometimes their work schedules made it so difficult to actually spend time together, but he was glad to have found someone who understood why his job was so important to him since hers was just as important to her.

Notes: All right so that's part two, we'll meet the mini David-DiNozzo tomorrow. Also there will be a cliffy next part just so you know. lol thanks for the kind words so far, keep them coming heart. I love to hear from new happy people.