Tony didn't have a guest room, so Ziva ended up taking a nap on his bed. While she slept, he went out and purchased some new clothes for her, careful to choose things that he thought she would like. He even purchased undergarments and shoes for her to wear for a few days. He couldn't help himself. He couldn't hold a grudge. He wanted the best for her. He hoped the fresh clothes would help her feel more comfortable.
He brought the bags of clothes back to the apartment, folded the garments and laid them quietly on the side of the bed. Ziva stirred awake briefly and saw the kind gesture he had made – he trusted her to stay, he wasn't her keeper. The new clothes were nice, too. He told her to keep resting and she did.
Ziva slept all evening and night and didn't wake until the next morning. When she woke up, she stretched and took a look around. She was a bit disoriented, but soon remembered where she was and figured that she had slept for several hours.
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a small, gold necklace on top of the folded new clothes. She rolled over onto her side to get a closer look. The necklace had a delicate Star of David pendant.. Tony must have noticed that hers was missing. He had found one to replace it. Such a considerate gesture spoke volumes to her and she closed her eyes, causing tears to free fall down her face. She put the necklace on and then took some clothes with her into the bathroom and took a shower.
The shower felt incredible. When she left the shower, she stared at her body in the mirror. The physical bruises were healing. Her face was no longer the swollen mess it had been over a week ago. She redressed a couple of her wounds on her arms and put on the new clothes. Her long, wet hair draped her body.
Ziva walked out into the living room and found Tony sleeping on the couch, curled up with a blanket. She crept past him into the kitchen and made some coffee.
When it was done brewing she grabbed two mugs from the cabinet and poured a cup for each of them. She swung around to take Tony a cup and found him in the doorway. He was quite the sight for sore eyes. He was shirtless and wearing basketball shorts. She took a long stare at his chest and defined muscles. How could she forget that body? Annoying he could be, but ugly he was not. She concealed her facial reaction by putting the mug to her lips while pushing the other cup into his hands. Hopefully her eyes wouldn't give her away.
"Good morning," spoke Tony hoarsely. "Thanks for the coffee. You look nice." Ziva figured it was more of a compliment for himself. The clothes fit her well and she had to admit she was impressed he picked something that she really liked.
They drank their coffee while standing in the kitchen. Tony's body leaned against the door frame. His eyes were studying her. He stared at the Star of David. Ziva followed his stare back to her chest to see that it was the necklace he was noticing. Her hand raised and touched the star.
"Tony…" her voice trailed off. Starting again she said, "This means more to me than you know."
Tony's face turned serious. It was obvious, he truly meant what he was about to say.
"I heard what you told the doctor. I can't imagine the treatment you endured. You know I'm here if you ever need someone to talk to."
He was offering to be her friend. She appreciated his considerate nature. She hoped this meant she was gaining back his trust, but it was hard for her to open up all of the way.
"Thanks, Tony. I will when I am ready." taking another sip of coffee.
Her emotional wounds were still too fresh, too close to home for her to heal yet. He took two steps closer to her and slowly extended his arms to take her into an embrace. He held her head close to his chest and she could feel him take a deep breath. Before relaxing his hold on her, he whispered into her hair, "I'm so glad to have you back."