Hi, sorry that it took me so long to update. I promise it will not take me this long for the next chapter. THANK YOU ALL SOO MUCH for reading and reviewing this story! It really means a lot! You all are awesome! :) Please read and review, and tell me what you all would like to happen in the future, and what not! :)

-Ju

After Tony left Gibbs' house he decided to drive for a little bit. He wasn't sure what to say to her. Ziva isn't the easiest person to talk too. So if he was going to do it then he had to know exactly what he was going to say. Otherwise it wasn't going to end the way that he wanted it too. He pulled out his phone and dialed her number, his thumb hesitated over the call button. He hadn't talked to her for real in almost eight months, would she even want to talk to me now? He thought before he took a deep breath and hit call. With every ring his heart restricted a little bit more in his chest, till he heard that soft israeli voice on the other end that he missed so much.

"Tony?" she answered on the third ring.

"Uh…Hi," he blushed. He felt like he was a middle schooler talking to the girl he had a crush on.

"Can I do something for you, Tony?" she chuckled.

He smiled at that sound, he love when she chuckled. It was like she was worry free and that is all he wants for her is to be worry free. "Well Zee-Vah, I was wondering if there was anyway…" he takes a shaky breath. "If you had time to talk?" he finished. Waiting for her to come up with some excuse not to have time to talk, he was sure there was some kind of last minute wedding detail she had to do.

"Sure, I think that I could make time for you. Can you come over now?"

"Yeah, about that I'm kind of already here," he shrugged into the phone.

Ziva was in her bedroom putting clothes away when she heard a knock on the door. She laughs into the phones "I am coming," she says before hanging up. She opens the door and is greeted by that charming DiNozzo smile.

"Hello, Tony," she smiled.

"Good evening, Zi," he said through his smile. Ziva opens the door further so he can come in. Tony walks past her. He looks around the apartment and how different it was since the last time he was there so many months ago. The couch was on the other side of the living room and she had gotten a new coffee table, too. He makes his way to the couch and sit down, he turns to face her, "listen, Zi, I know that I haven't been here, the last couple of months, and I'm sorry for that," he said sincerely.

"I have noticed," she said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

"Of course you have, Zee-Vah," he chuckled. Telling her how he felt was going to be harder than he thought. Not that he could go talk to Gibbs about it, until he did so. So he had to tell her and he had to tell her now.

"Okay, why are you really here, Tony?" Ziva asked trying to get him to tell her sooner rather than later. He had not talked to her in so long it felt weird to now.

"I needed to talk to you before it was too late..." he started to answer her question, but was cut off.

"Too late?" she whispered. Staring at her partner sitting on the opposite end of the couch. Ziva started to think about when she was talking to Gibbs. When she was coming down the stairs, 'DiNozzo, I told you not to come back till you told her how you felt,' was Gibbs talking about her?

"I mean before you marry the wrong man..." Ziva was pulled from her thoughts, when Tony continued. "Zi, I don't really know how to say this, but I don't think that CI-Ray is the one for you. You deserve a man that is going to be here all the time. Who isn't going to keep where he is going and where he has been a secret from you," he confessed. He was now looking down at his hands. He couldn't chance looking at her right now.

What felt like an eternity of silence, Tony finally looked up from his hands to meet Ziva's eyes looking at him with confusion.

She tried to say something, anything, but nothing would come out. She finally found her voice, "okay, Tony, if Ray isn't the right man for me than who is?" she said little harsher than she intended too.

Taking a deep steady breath, Tony said what he came here to say. "Me." It was like a weight was lifted off of his shoulder. He watched her closely.

Ziva just sat there processing what Tony just said. There was no way she had just heard him correctly. It is three days till the wedding and he decides to tell her now that she is marrying the wrong man. She need to go for a run. That is the only way she is going to sort this all out.

"Tony, I…I think that you should…go," she slowly spit out. She was holding on to everything not to let the tears come to bay. She just needed time to make sure that she was truly in love with Tony. Because if she wasn't then she could ruin everything, and they could never be partners again. Man, she really needed to go for a run.

"Zi, I am sorry. I just..." he was cut off.

"Tony," she warned.

Tony left without another word. Man, I really screwed that up, but at least she knows how I feel now. And if she doesn't feel the same then I will just move on. he thought. With that he drove home.

Ziva went and put on some running clothes. She grabbed her phone and keys and headed for what she thought was going to be a long run.

The first half a mile was fast, it was like she wasn't even running. What was she doing? This is what she wanted, she wanted Tony to have the same feelings she had for him, and yeah maybe he didn't say that he loved her, but it is a start, yes? She couldn't marry Ray if she knew that she was in love with Tony and not him. It wouldn't be fair to him. And there was no way that she could continue to work across from Tony and act like there was nothing wrong.

So after another half a mile of thinking, Ziva pulled out her phone and made the call that she didn't necessarily want to make but she couldn't let Ray think that he was going to get married Saturday when she knew that she could not go through with it.

She had been on the phone for about an hour trying to explain to Ray that she just could not marry him. She couldn't tell him the complete truth, so she just told him that she did not believe that she was in love with him anymore. Of course he tried to convince her to give him a chance to make her fall in love again, but she said that she could not.

The phone call finally ended, and she just sat there, that was harder than she thought it was going to be. But it is what needed to be done. And she really did feel like a weight was lifted off her shoulders. But there was still one thing that was weighing on her shoulders that needed to be taken care.