Oh my goodness! Okay, so ALEX KINGSTON! Yeah, I know a fragment, but it was Alex Kingston! River Song in Doctor Who, Mrs. Bennett in Lost in Austen! Anyway, she made for an interesting character. I seriously thought she was going to say "Sweetie" to someone. I know it's a completely different role, but Sweetie would have still fit! Anyway, tangent aside, I do not own the title, the Beatles do.
Help! You Know I Need Someone
Tony silently sits in his chair watching his partner talk to Shmael. Last week she had been on the verge of tears, but tonight she is happy and carefree which makes him smile a little. As he listens to her recant her escapades in dealing with a teenager with a smartphone, his mind wanders to what she had been like with Tali. Obviously she had had compassion for Lydia, but watching her readily take on a sixteen year old was not what he had expected. Then, Shmael excused himself from the table leaving the two agents alone.
"That will be you in twenty five years." Ziva teases the man as she turns to look at him. Tony laughs a little as he says, "DiNozzo men do not get old."
"Yes, and I am the Queen of the Nile." Ziva states with a smirk.
"It's the Queen of Sheba or England." Tony replies. Rolling her eyes, the female agent looks at her surroundings.
"We have not been to a nice restaurant in years." Ziva says remembering the case they went undercover on. When she gets no reply she realizes Tony is contentedly staring at her. A little uncomfortable she asks, "Are you alright, Tony?"
"Yeah, just thinking about the case." He answers honestly.
"It is over now." Ziva replies looking toward the door she knows her old friend is going to come from.
"I know, but what made you decide to take in a sixteen year old?"
"It was only for about a day." Ziva answers. Tony decides to take a different approach.
"Was it because of Tali?" He questions. The man knows the question is most likely forbidden territory, but in the last week he has noticed his partner acting different. Swallowing a sip of her drink, Ziva shakes her head.
"She had nowhere else to go." Ziva answers. "Besides, I knew I could help her."
Satisfied with the answer, Tony lets the conversation drop. As he is about to speak again, Shmael comes back to the table. However, before Ziva can say anything, Tony asks, "So, Shmael, what was three year old Ziva like?"
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