A/N- Thank you for all the reviews! I'm so glad you like the story! And remember, reviews save lives! (In this case Tony and Ziva's)
Four Months Ago
Tony knew he shouldn't be thinking about what he was thinking about. But he couldn't get his mind away from Ziva. She was driving him home, occasionally glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, when she thought he wasn't looking. But he was always looking, she realized. Ziva stopped in front of DiNozzo's apartment and walked him up to his door. She looked deeply into his eyes, trying to see into his heart. Into his soul. But there was nothing there but broken pieces of the calm, collected man he usually was. Maybe Tony would heal, maybe the pieces would come back together, but not without help. Not without sacrifices and choices neither of them wanted to make.
Ziva pulled open Tony's door and he stumbled in, falling against the wall. As he fell, Tony grabbed Ziva's wrist. She fell face first into his shirt, still wet with his tears. She stayed there for a minute, taking in the scent of him. Tony lifted up Ziva's head with his forefinger. He slowly brought his lips to hers. And they were kissing. Anthony DiNozzo and Ziva David could feel the change coming in their relationship. The air was charged with the thickness of their love, if only for a moment. The kiss lengthened and deepend. As soon as it had begun, the kiss was over. Ziva pulled away, tears in her eyes, but not falling. She looked into Tony's hurt face. Ziva couldn't do it. She couldn't be with the man she loved. Tony leaned in to kiss her again, but Ziva turned away.
"Not now, Tony. Not with death as an excuse. We should wait. See if you still feel the same way later." Ziva explained gently.
"Why wait? We both know what we want!" Tony replied, anger and denial filling his previously empty eyes.
"Because Gibbs will kill us. Because you just lost the woman you love. Because right now all you want is to feel alive!" Ziva yelled. She did not want to be having this argument right now.
"You're right." Tony said after a minute. His voice was quiet, his eyes empty again. Then suddenly the fire returned. "I will find out who did this Ziva! I will! And I will kill them like they killed Jeanne!"
"I know you will find them Tony. And I pity them. But not tonight. Talk to Gibbs later. He will help you. But now you need sleep. I will be here when you wake up." Ziva said softly. She led Tony to his bed and laid him down. Then she herself collapsed on his couch. This was not how she imagined her first night sleeping in DiNozzo's house. Ziva's dreams were pleasant, filled with inapropriate imigages of her co-worker. She sighed.
Tony dreamt of gunshots and love with Ziva. He tossed and turned, still in his work clothes as he slept. His mind was trying to solve the puzzel that had emerged. Who would kill Jeanne? Why? Was it someone trying to get to him or someone trying to get to the dead Frog? The answers were hidden, the questions unknown. Tony had no doubt that to get the right questions, to uncover the answers he would have to dive head-first into a web of lies.
A/N- Okay, sorry that it is kind of short. I am thinking of changing the name to Rule 40(If it seems like someone is out to get you, they are.) What do you think? BTW- I think i figured out why Vance is being an SOB. You guys will never guess it. And so you know this story is going to end on a wicked cliffhanger!