Ziva flew into her apartment. She grabbed a piece of note paper from her kitchen and started writing a note. She was in deep shit now and she knew it. As she started to write, she paused as soon as the ink glided onto the paper spelling out Tony. His name echoed throughout her heart as she realized she had never found his name in the hospital morgue. They really did bury him then, didn't they? A few tears slipped out of her eyes as she kept writing. The betrayal from her team and especially Gibbs overcame her. How could they ever bury Tony without her there? Didn't they ever realize what really went on behind Tony and Ziva's casual eye sex?

When she finished the note, the she set it down on her table knowing Gibbs and McGee would probably show up at her apartment soon. She ran into her room, grabbing her suitcase and filling it with a few items. Quickly, she entered the bathroom and grabbed her makeup, throwing it into her suitcase. She walked back into the bedroom and felt a searing pain go through her foot. Looking down, a pile of blood started to form on the ground below her foot where the pain was coming from. Beside her foot laid the broken glass and picture of her ad Tony, shattered. Ziva cringed at the feeling of glass now lodged in her foot. She slowly slid down to the floor, and brought her foot up to a visible view. A piece of glass was now stuck into her foot and blood was spilling out profusely. She tried to remove the glass, but the pain was too much. Deciding she needed to get moving, she pulled the glass out quickly, crying out in pain. She held her foot and stood up slowly, hopping on foot to the bathroom. Inside the bathroom, Ziva found a piece of cloth and wrapped it carefully around her foot to stop the bleeding. She wrapped it tightly enough so it wouldn't unravel as soon as she put her shoes on.

Ziva walked towards her door and turned around. She took one last look at her apartment and the note on the table. This would be the last time she'd be there. Taking a deep breath, she turned back around and headed out the door with the suitcase not far behind her.

Gibbs ran out of the hospital doors as to his car when he felt his phone vibrating again. Answering it and looking around for any sight of Ziva, he sighed to himself.

"Leroy, I have some good news." Vance's voice pierced through the phone loudly.

"This better be good, Vance. I'm in the middle of something." Gibbs put his car keys into the ignition and turned them, hearing the purr of his engine.

"Parsons and his men were arrested and charged last night with the stabbing of Agent Dinozzo. The judge also found him guilty of slander and lying to the legal system about fake crimes that you and the team had done. It's all done, Leroy. You can all come back to work,"

"I'm afraid that isn't going to be possible, Vance." Gibbs was interrupted.

"Look, I know Dinozzo-" Gibbs decided to interrupt him back.

"I need my full team, Vance. Can't do it down one person." And with that Gibbs hung up and backed his car out, speeding down the road towards his destination.

When Gibbs had arrived, he saw McGee get out of his car and meet him walking into Ziva's apartment complex.

"Her car is here Boss," McGee pointed "She's got to be inside"

McGee and Gibbs took the elevator up to Ziva's apartment and knocked on the door. No answer. So, they decided knock a few more times and comprehended that she was clearly not going to cooperate with them. Gibbs slowly reached for his gun and backed up. Running towards the door, his body hit the wood and crashed it open. He held his gun up and looked around, McGee right behind him, mimicking the same stance.

"Ziver?" Gibbs yelled out. He knew he had to keep calm because she was in no condition to be arguing with. She was evidently in the wrong state of mind after the past few days.

McGee and Gibbs walked around her apartment slowly, making sure she hadn't hurt herself in the scheme of things. McGee entered her bedroom and noticed the picture frame of Ziva and Tony broken, smashed on the ground. He bent down next to it seeing the blood stain on the carpet.

"Gibbs, here's a blood stain on the carpet. Looks like she broke a picture of her and Tony and ended up stepping on the glass" he examined the ground.

Gibbs looked around her living room and made his way into the kitchen. Gibbs was looking around so intensely, he didn't even notice the visitor who had walked in that McGee had called.

As Gibbs made his way around Ziva's kitchen, he finally observed the note on the table and grabbed it, reading it aloud.

To my family,

I know you would all eventually come looking for me. I'm very grateful to have worked with such intelligent investigators. But the time has come. I must go. I can not be here anymore without Tony. He's my everything and I can not fathom why you all buried his body behind my back. However, his justice has been made and I'm not ashamed. I will be leaving to go to the place where Tony and I first fell in love, but couldn't admit it. There, I will say goodbye and join Tony in our new home together, heaven.

Shalom,

Ziva David

Gibbs felt a tear trickle down his cheek as he read the end. McGee had walked out of her bedroom slowly and felt a wave of grief surround him. "Boss, do you really think she's going to?" he questioned with a serious tone.

Gibbs looked up at him, the tear noticeable "She's spiraling out of control now McGee."

McGee grabbed the note, looking at it for himself "We have to catch her Boss, I noticed a few things she had taken with her from her bedroom,"

"Damn right, McGee. But, there's only one person that knows where she went."

The familiar voice and visitor who had snuck in spoke up as he walked out of Ziva's bedroom, "She took her favorite sweatshirt with her…"