Love Letter
Chapter four
A:N; Thank you for the wonderful reviews. I'd thank you individually if I could. Just thanks a lot for the love we all need since Cote's departure. We all are hurting. It's painful. Thanks for being patient and reading.
Tony read the email over and over again until he could quote it. Still, his heart hurt. He replayed the kiss on the tarmac. She had told him that he was so loved. He couldn't sleep; he didn't want a pizza and good Italian wine. He wanted Ziva. He wanted to hold her in his arms and smell her special scent. He wanted her. He couldn't stand it any longer. It was already November and he ached for her.
Ziva,
I know we've sent emails, but I have got to tell you how much I miss you. Your scent, your touch, your voice, your face. I don't know how much I can do without you. I am happy you say you find peace on the Kibbutz. I love you and am so happy for you. You find yourself. That is important, but know that I am missing you more than my heart can take .I know you need to do what you need to do to make yourself whole again. I'm doing the same. We have to be whole. If you fall, I am here to catch you if that happens. I will wait for you because you are the love of my life. I wait for the day you come back to me and I can come back to you.
I love you more than I have words,
Tony
Tony folded his arms across his keyboard and cried. Yeah, Dinozzos didn't cry. It meant nothing now. He missed her more than the tears could say. He needed to see her, yet another trip abroad would be hard to justify. It wasn't like Ziva told him where she was. He had the emails. He had to be okay with that for now.
He sniffed and wiped his eyes when the ding of the elevator sounded. He was relieved to see that it was only McGee getting off on their floor and not Gibbs.
Tim stopped in front of Tony's desk. He looked his colleague and friend over carefully before speaking. "You got another email from Ziva."
"What if I did, Probie?"
Tim decided to take the chance with his answer. "Because you're upset. How is she?"
Tony snorted, or tried to. "You don't know?"
"No. I had only one email from her since she left. She was on a Kibbutz and exhausted, but happy. I know she tells you more. She always told you more. She might not be part of our team anymore, but she's...how is she?" McGee said.
Tony nodded, looking at McGee's suddenly moist eyes. He knew the kid missed her badly. "She's good. Still on Kibbutz and still tired, but she's working through things she needs to. She misses us." Tony couldn't help his eyes from tearing up. "I miss her, Probie. I hate seeing her desk empty but I can't think of anyone filling it. I just want her back with all of us."
McGee knew that Tony's feelings went far deeper than anyone else's for Ziva. He could see plainly that Tony loved her and had for years. He clapped his hand on Tony's shoulder in sympathy. "Me, too, for all of us, especially you. You love her, don't you?"
"Stop pining for David, the both of you. Dead Marine in Triangle Park. Grab your gear," Gibbs barked, sparing the tiniest glance at his beloved adopted daughter's empty desk. She had to come home sometime. He wanted it to be soon. That she said she was well in her last phone call was enough for him...almost. She sniffled a lot and he could tell she was crying. He knew that DiNozzo wouldn't be whole until she came back to D.C. He just wouldn't.