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"Tony." Ziva stated when she opened the door to see a bag of groceries under his arm.

"Hey. I got some groceries, but I didn't know what Salma liked, or what you liked for that matter, so the selection is varied." Tony told her as he set the bag on her kitchen counter. Ziva smiled.

"Todah." She replied as she started putting the groceries away. She put the last item, in its proper place before turning to her work partner.

"Salma gave me a letter that Mirala wrote me explaining everything. She even sent official documents with her to help me get her into school." Ziva replied.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Tony asked.

"Yes, but-" The woman stopped. Tony looked at her for a minute trying to read her thoughts and understand what she was saying.

"You are afraid." Tony states. Ziva looks up at him, her eyes trying to keep the emotion away that she knows he can sense. The only thing she does is nod. Tony reaches out to touch her arm, but decides a reassuring gesture may not be what she wants and slowly puts his arm back down.

"I know you're scared." He says. "I'd be too if I was you. But, unlike me, you are the most amazing person I know, Zi. I've seen you with kids, Amanda, Amira. You're a natural and I know you will do what you think is right." Tony finishes. Ziva smiles at him.

"Salma escaped her Social Worker." Ziva stated. "I was going to call you about it, but then I found out that Salma new the real reason I was back in Israel two years ago and I decided it wouldn't be a good idea to call after all." Tony smiled at her.

"I'm glad you finally did." He said. "Are you going to put her in school? I mean the law kinda requires it."

"I will. I just want her settled a little more first. Losing a parent and then being sent away can be hard on a child." Ziva said.

"Yeah, I know." Tony said remembering his own childhood. Ziva touched his arm and he he put his hand over hers. She looked down at his hand and saw the scars of an attack that had happened over a year ago. Suddenly, Ziva heard screaming coming from Salma's room.

"Stay." The woman said before she quickly ran in and soothed the child. Tony sat down at her kitchen table silently going through his traumatic past. Finally, Ziva came out of the child's room.

"She asleep?" Tony asked.

"Yes." Ziva replied sitting next to him. "Thank- you for staying." Ziva said.

"I can't leave you. I always have your six remember?" He replied smiling. She weakly smiled back.

"What did you guys do while I was gone?" Ziva asked changing the subject.

"We solved the murder. I was actually glad when you called." Tony said.

"A little paperwork is not going to murder you Tony." Ziva said.

"It's kill, but I see your point. I was about ready to call it quits anyway, the words were starting to blur together." Tony said to her. She smiled again.

"It's getting late." Tony told her. "I should go." He finished.

"True." Ziva said as she walked him to the door. "It has been a long day, yes?" She told him.

"Very." Tony replied. "Night Zi." He said.

"Night." Ziva anwered back. The agent shut her door and went to bed.

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