First, sorry it's been a while. Been caught up at school with exams and all that useless stuff (;

Anyway, well Daughtry somehow fits this story pretty well, haha (:

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The rain was pouring down as Tony drove past towns, fields and state lines. He had no idea what to say. He had no idea what would happen. He just knew that he was going home.
After a few hours in silence, he turned on the radio.

I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

He was going home. NCIS was his home. Everyone there was his family. Gibbs was his father. Ducky was his uncle. Palmer and McGee was his brothers. Abby was his sister. Ziva ..
Ziva was more than just family. Al though they never admitted it, they cared deeply for each other. Every time they were apart, they both felt it. They knew something was missing.
But why? Why does she make him feel all stupid and shy? Why does she make him feel lost and comfortable at the same time? Trust like theirs is hard to find. Whenever their eyes met,
A spark appeared in both their eyes. And everyone felt it.

Well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

How many times had he let her down? Her harsh words the day in Tel Aviv were still in his memory. She might as well have put a bullet through his head. She wanted to. He could tell from the way she looked at him.
But she didn't.

When she got her citenzhip , he wasn't there. She did forgive him when she was told why. But he just couldn't stop imagining the hurt look on her face as she looked at the two empty seats.

He had protected her when they were caught by the drug cartel in Mexico. He had begged them to torture him instead of her.

"Let's see .. what about you miss David?"

For all those years Tony had known Ziva, he had never seen her be afraid. But he could tell by the way her eyes starred at Alejandro, who was smiling his creepy smile at her.

"Take me instead."

"Excuse me?"

Alejandro looked at me with a confused look. So did Ziva. Al though, hers was a mix of surprise and confusion.

"Agent DiNozzo don't worry. We will get to you sooner than you think."

"Let her go."

"I'm afraid you might have misunderstood something. You're being held captive."

Tony kept staring intense at Ziva.

"I'll tell you everything you need to know."

"Well, that was easy."

"But you let her go first."

"Well, that does sound fair."

Alejandro nodded to the guard who took Ziva and left with her.

"Now, tell me agent DiNozzo."

"Where is he taking her?"

"Do not worry. She will be fine."

"The deal was that if she's not returned to the American embassy in perfect order, not a single hair missing from her head. I won't tell you anything until I know she's safe."

Alejandro laughed a little.

"You really care for her."

"I care for my team."

"Oh yeah, it is your team when agent Gibbs isn't around. So you would do this for every single person at NCIS?"

Tony thought to himself. Of course. But it was a special situation with Ziva. She had been tortured enough for an entire lifetime. He couldn't stand to see that pain in her eyes again. The look you have when you believe that theres no more hope in the world. That nothing matters. He had to spare her. But still, did Alejandro really think he would betray his country?

"If you look outside the window, you will see a car with the NCIS sign. It is from the embassy, and Ziva is about to get inside. She is safe."

Tony watched as Ziva was taken to the car. Or, a woman was taken to the car. How stupid did they think he was? That wasn't Ziva. This woman was taller and the hat didn't hide then brown hair, which was shorter than Ziva.s Tony had to know where she was.

"Alejandro. How can I know you won't bring her back and kill her when I'm done telling you everything? Or maybe it's your men driving the car and they have orders to kill her?"

Alejandro didn't answer. He was shot. He was lying on the floor infront of Tony, with a bullet through his head. A flashback of Saleem appeaed in Tony's mind. But this wasn't a sniper shot. McGee was standing in the door, looking at Tony. He untied him and walked outside. There, Ziva stood waiting with Director Vance and the Rivera Mansion was being torn apart by NCIS agents. Tony walked to Ziva, and they stared at each other. No smiles. No laughs. Just this intense stare, but a stare says more than a thousand words.
So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
So I'm going home.

Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.
Before Tony knew it, he was Finally in D.C. It was 5:20 in the morning, but that didn't stop him. He turned around and drove in a completely different direction than his apartment. He drove towards hers.

If he was lucky, he would catch her before she went to work.
Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old,
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.