Chapter Four

Tony read the file. He was silent as he read it. Ziva's leaving to Iraq? How could Vance do this to her! Why would Gibbs agree? They both know the risk! Tony screamed in his head. He set the file down and went to Ziva's room. "Ziva?" He said lightly tapping his knuckles on the door.

Ziva jumped lightly at the sound but stayed where she was. "Leave me alone Tony." She whispered almost crying.

Tony turned the handle and opened the door gently pushing Ziva back.

"Tony!" Ziva tried pushing back but Tony didn't let her.

He slid into the room and let Ziva slam the door shut. "Is that why you have me over tonight? So we can have a movie night before you leave?"

Ziva closed her eyes. She nodded slowly.

"Ziva." Tony made her stand and look at him. "Please don't go."

Ziva collapsed into his arms and began crying. The tears she had fought were now flowing freely, down her cheeks, off her chin to his shirt.

Tony held her. "Ziva, please, you can't go."

Ziva shook her head. "I have to. Its my job." She sobbed into his chest.

"So its your job to go get killed! Ziva you can't!"

"I have to Tony." Ziva pulled away and wiped her tears. She looked into his eyes, "I have to do this. Innocent lives are being killed over there. Do you not care?"

"Ziva please don't go," Tony pleaded his green eyes staring into hers.

"I have to!" Ziva glared into his eyes. "Please don't make me fight you."

"Too damn late Ziva!" Tony walked out of the room and went to the living room, he grabbed the movies and left slamming the door behind him.

Ziva closed her eyes and let the silence fill her ears. On other days it would be okay with her to hear nothing. Now she longed for some noise. She was alone and just finished fighting with the guy she-

I don't love him. Ziva corrected herself in her head. He is my co-worker. That is all we're ever going to be. Sides I just pissed him off to the point of no coming back. Ziva could almost hear the small chuckle of everyone else and maybe Tony's voice saying "return Ziv. Point of no return." She closed her eyes trying to block out the sound.

The next day Ziva stopped to get a Caf-Pow! for Abby, a bagel for McGee, and coffee for Gibbs on her way to work. Since Tony hated her she didn't even bother to get him something.

Ziva went down to Abby's lab first with her Caf-Pow! before going into the bullpen. She decided it would be easier that way.

"Ziva! Why are you here so early in the morning? Did you guys go on a case already? Ooh Caf-Pow! I love you Ziva!" The spastic forensic scientist said as she saw Ziva walking in.

"Just decided to buy you a Caf-Pow today." Ziva shrugged. "I'll probably bring down some evidence in a little while if we go on a case."

"Awesome!" Abby slurped the caffeine powered drink.

"See you in a while Abs."

"You got it Ziva!" Abby said as Ziva walked out.

Ziva went upstairs to the squad room. She walked to the bullpen and set her gear behind her desk. Then she walked over to McGee's desk setting his bagel on it. "Good morning McGee."

"Hey Ziva." McGee looked at the bag. "What's in it?"

"Breakfast. I decided to get you something." Ziva shrugged and walked to Gibbs' desk. "Morning Gibbs. Black just as you like." She said holding out the coffee.

Gibbs took it noticing this wasn't an ass kissing Ziva intended. "Thank you Zivers." He smiled at his agent.

Ziva nodded in response then went to her desk. She glanced across the bull pen to see Tony sitting at his desk. He was looking at her with disbelief. Obviously not understanding why she wouldn't tell anyone.

"Good morning Tony." Ziva said before starting to turn on her computer. "Do we have any cases yet Gibbs?"

"Not at the moment-" Gibbs' was interrupted by his phone. "Gibbs." He waited a few moments. "Got it." He hung up. "Grab your gear dead marine."

Ziva, McGee, and Tony all stood grabbing their gear. Then they followed their fearless leader to the car. Tony was glaring at Ziva entire time.