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Trust and Time
Furniture and Film
Tony opened Ziva's personnel file looking for her new address that of her third apartment in DC. Her first apartment had been in Silver Spring. She had lived in one of those buildings where each tenant had a door with stairs to reach their apartment. She had lived on the third floor. Her elderly neighbor Doris on the second floor and Ziva still visited the elderly woman and they went to synagogue together. Her next apartment was a former Mossad safe house and only a few items were actually hers. Tony read the address of her new place which was actually a twenty minute walk from the Navy Yard and it would not surprise Tony is she did walk. Her new place was in the group of apartments that were built in the last thirty years and were originally for Navy personnel and NCIS Agents in DC temporally. It had been sold to a landlord and not much had changed it was still cheap rent and short leases. It still housed many Navy associated people.
He pulled up in his car. The off-white building actually reminded him of a motel. The units all had outside access. Tony walked up the stairs of the first building Ziva's apartment was the third on the third of the four floors. Most of the windows had blinds drawn over them and inside the apartment two doors down from Ziva Tony recognized a computer geek from Cybercrimes who had tried to kiss Abby one Christmas party. The geek reminded Tony of McGee as he was busy on his huge computer system. Tony reached Ziva's apartment it didn't have blinds. Tony knew why it was the same reason his no longer had blinds. Blinds made the light stream in through bars much like it did in Salims cell.
Ziva David stood in the lounge/bedroom of her new apartment one fold out single mattress was serving the purpose as seat and bed. She looked at the curtains. After the fold out bed, they had been the first thing she brought. She had also splurged on her credit card and gotten a laptop which McGee and Abby had spent a paperwork afternoon 'pimping'. It obviously did not occur to them that it was unlikely Ziva would use the mp3/WMA converter or Excel but she was thankful they had helped her. She moved to the kitchen planning to water her plant she saw Tony walking down the balcony.
Tony looked at her lock. He was Probie hazing. He had tried to convince McGee to participate but McGee was still dealing with the events of the past couple of days. He picked at the lock but the door opened. He found Ziva standing in a grey NCIS tracksuit holding her Government Issue gun at his head.
"How you doin'?" Tony asked.
"I was fine until someone tried to break into my apartment," Ziva exclaimed. "This is Probie hazing yes. McGee told me about this. I always wondered why you never did this four years ago"
"You weren't a NCIS agent then" Tony said walking in surveying the small apartment, "Wow you're really into the minimalist thing"
"It's very easy to clean" Ziva replied sarcastically.
"Fancy a double feature" Tony said holding up The Sound of Music and Paycheck.
"How could I resist" Ziva replied as he walked towards the fold out mattress.
They sat on her fold out mattress that they had laid along a wall. The laptop sat between them.
"I can't see this," Tony moaned pulling the laptop closer to him.
"Now I can't see," Ziva replied. She moved closer. They sat next to each other but not touching. They sat like that until the end of The Sound of Music though Tony fell asleep his head rested on Ziva's shoulder she sat with the laptop on her lap.
Tony woke up to find Ziva asleep. He moved the laptop away and took the DVD out of the laptop. Ziva flinched. Tony moved her so she could lie down she turned and faced the wall her back to Tony. He covered her with the sleeping bag that was on the floor. As he moved the sleeping bag, it lifted her sweatshirt and saw the scars on her back. He looked at her sadly and felt a wave of guilt wash over him. He covered her back up, put the laptop on the counter, and left locking all three locks behind him.
He stood outside her door and for a moment he felt like years ago when he visited her once a week when he was team leader. They had tried again at that kind of friendship after Jeanne left but then Jenny died and Ziva went back to Israel and they lost the friendship. Now he found himself looking in her window as she slept. He hoped they would learn to trust each other and be friends again.
A/N: This has no plot. In addition, my description of housing in DC is false, as I have only spent two hours in the US in a LA transit lounge. This is set after Endgame.