A/N - So here is the second chapter. Now I was stuck as to whenther or not to do a third chapter. Let me know if you want another one. I already have a vague idea so all I need is your opinion. Let me know. Hope you like it. :D
Disclaimer - I do not own NCIS
She was tired, it had been one of those days. It had left her exhausted and unable to sleep. The memories of a life long since abandoned assaulted her hard and fast, ending with her on the couch, aimlessly watching TV, lost in the memories.
The knock startled her back into reality, away from the memories. Slowly she rose and walked to the door. Opening, there was no-one there, just the evidence that they had been. Using her toe to slide the envelope into the room before shutting the door to bend and pick it up, Ziva walked back to the couch and opened the envelope.
My Dearest Ziva.
She paused for a moment before reading on.
It can be hard to take courage in this world, so full of people bustling about everywhere.
...I see your true colours. They shine through in your eyes if you just take the time to look and Ziva, that is why I love you.
...If the world makes you crazy, if the darkness is threatening to overtake your very soul, call me, Ziva, you know I will be there. I will always be there.
...I love you, Ziva. I love you for what I see in you, not for what you allow the world to see. I love you more than you can imagine.
Tony
The words burned into her soul, tears filling her eyes, the lump in her throat making it hard to swallow. She read it again and again, the tears spilling down her face down and dripping onto the paper.
...call me, Ziva...I will always be there...I love you.
Blindly, she stumbled into the kitchen grabbing her phone off the counter and entered the numbers she knew so well. It rang once, twice before picking up.
"Ziva?"
"Tony, I." She broke off, tears clogging her throat once again.
"Hang on, Ziva, I'll be right there."
Nodding, before realising that he could not see her, she hung up and collapsed back on the couch, curled into the corner, till she was just a small ball.
xxxx
It had been maybe an hour since he had dropped off the letter, when his mobile rang. Grabbing it he checked the caller ID.
"Ziva?"
"Tony, I." She broke off, it sounded like she was crying.
"Hang on, Ziva, I'll be there." He reassured her, before hanging up and racing into the apartment building.
He took the steps two at time, reaching the fourth floor in record time taking his keys out as he went searching for the one to her apartment. He knocked once before unlocking it walking in. Seeing her curled up in a ball at the end of the couch he shut the door and walked over to her.
"Ziva." Wordlessly she looked up and he sat beside her, opening his arms. She crawled into his lap and he wrapped her in his arms. The feel of his arms around her broke down every last defence and she curled against him, sobbing openly into his shirt. Tony rocked her slowly, murmuring sweet nothings in her ear.
Slowly her sobbing abated and Ziva hiccuped softly. Pulling away from him slightly she looked up into his warm, hazel eyes and whispered the words she did not think she would ever say again.
"I love you too, Tony."