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"I do not even know you and yet you want me to come with you?", Ziva demanded. Isabelle ducked her head. She really hadn't expected Ziva to be so cold to her.
But then again, she would have probably reacted the exact same way if a stranger suddenly stood in front of her door, asking her to come with them. "Tony, he..", Isabelle started but Ziva cut her off by holding her hand up.
Ziva stared at her, eyes narrowed. Isabelle felt more and more uncomfortable as Ziva looked her up and down. "I am not talking to you", Ziva suddenly snapped, then turned around to walk back inside.
However, Isabelle managed to catch her wrist to stop her. "No, please listen to me. It's important", she begged. Ziva didn't even look at her when she quietly asked: "Are you his girlfriend?"
Isabelle gasped and immediately realized her mistake. She should have said she was his friend right away. Of course Ziva would assume Tony moved on. But then again, it was rather ridiculous to think his girlfriend would randomly show up in Israel.
Isabelle tightened her hold on Ziva's wrist. "I'm his neighbor and friend. But we're definitely not together, nor have we ever been", she said softly. At that, Ziva turned back around to face her.
"You're his type", she said under her breath and Isabelle chuckled. "I really don't think so. I'm only eighteen. Plus, I think..you're more his type", she replied, winking at Ziva who blushed.
They were silent for a moment until Ziva eventually spoke up: "Why are you here?" Isabelle gulped. That was the part she hadn't been looking forward to. "I think it would be better if we..sat down first", she whispered.
She could feel Ziva's stare on her but didn't meet her eyes. Wordlessly Ziva opened the door wider and stepped aside to let Isabelle walk in. She led her over to the couch where they sat down.
Isabelle tucked her feet under her and let the folder she was still carrying fall to the floor. Ziva sat down on the other side of the couch, her arm draped over the back of the couch.
"Cough it out", Ziva said. Isabelle furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Cough it out? What was that supposed to mean? And then it hit her. The 'Zivaisms' Tony had been talking about.
"Um..I think you mean spit it out", Isabelle said carefully. Ziva looked confused for a second but then nodded: "That too." Isabelle bit her lip to stop herself from laughing.
"What did you want to talk about?", Ziva asked, bringing Isabelle back to reality. Her face fell. God, how was she gonna tell her? "I need to know something first. Do you still love him?", she eventually asked.
Ziva stared at her like she had at least three heads. "Of course I do", she then whispered, ducking her head. Isabelle wanted to ask why she'd made him leave, why she hadn't returned his calls, why she hadn't contacted him.
But right now that wasn't the top priority. They didn't have much time. Just as Isabelle was about to say something else though, her cell phone rang. She quickly pulled it from her pocket and her heart sank when she saw the caller ID. It was Gibbs.
"I-I gotta take this", Isabelle stuttered. "Who is it?", Ziva asked. Wordlessly Isabelle flashed her the caller ID and Ziva's face fell. "Please do not tell him I am with you. Not yet", Ziva begged.
Isabelle was confused but nodded anyway. She needed to be on her good side in order to bring her home. She answered the call but before she could say anything, Gibbs' voice filled her ears: "Did you find her yet?"
Isabelle gazed at Ziva, then said: "No but I'm doing my best." She heard Gibbs sigh. "You gotta give more than just your best. It really doesn't look good", he said.
Isabelle closed her eyes and turned away from Ziva to hide the tears pooling in her eyes. "I'm trying, Gibbs. I really am", she whispered, her voice cracking. "I know. Listen, I arranged a flight that leaves in three hours. If you can't find her by then you're gonna have to come home alone. At least you should be here for him", Gibbs told her.
"Okay", Isabelle said, trying to make her voice sound strong. "See you tomorrow morning", Gibbs said, then hung up. Isabelle lowered the cell phone to her lap and took a shuddering breath.
Sure, she'd assumed it still didn't look good but having it confirmed made it ten times worse. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Will you please tell me what is going on?", Ziva asked softly.
Isabelle turned around again and bit her lip, trying to keep the tears at bay. She took a deep breath, then blurted out: "Tony was shot yesterday." Ziva gasped and it literally felt like the world stopped in that second.
She knew she shouldn't have let him go. It had been a mistake all along. She couldn't stop the tears from falling and didn't even bother to wipe them away. "How bad?", she managed to ask.
"It doesn't look good", Isabelle admitted, tears now rolling down her cheeks as well. Ziva nodded, trying to comprehend what Isabelle was saying. "Look, I know this is a lot to take in right now. But we don't have much time. Gibbs just called me and said he arranged a flight that leaves in three hours", Isabelle said, touching Ziva's arm.
Ziva covered her hand with her own. "Why..did you come here?", she repeated her question from earlier. Isabelle looked at her confused. Wasn't it obvious why she was here? She'd just told her, hadn't she?
"Because he's fighting for his life and he needs you. He can't live without you", Isabelle said softly. More tears fell from Ziva's eyes as a strangled sob escaped her lips.
Before Isabelle was able to ask whether she'd said something wrong though, Ziva's arms were around her and she'd pulled her into a tight hug. "Does this mean you'll come with me?", Isabelle asked eventually.
Ziva pulled away to look into her eyes and smiled through her tears. And then she said the words that Isabelle would forever remember: "Yes, I will come home to DC with you."
A/N: Zivaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa is coming homeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! :D P.S. About this chapter: I know it's short and stuff but I just didn't feel like having them talk tooooo much (that'll happen on the plane perhaps though I'm not sure whether there'll be a plane scene) and I didn't feel like explaining the setting too much because I think you guys can imagine it quite vividly, right? :D
Okay, so I'm still laughing because I said I wouldn't update daily and now I've been updating daily for like six days :'D And I said I would definitely not be able to update today and now I did LOL THIS STORY IS TAKING OVER MY LIIIIIFE :O :D
Anyway, please let me know what you think, what could be improved and what you wanna see in future chapters in the reviews section :) Looooove to hear from you xo :)
So...I was gonna say "I'll probs don't update till Saturday" but I guess if I said that you'd all die of laughter, right? :D Okay, so I'll update when I can?! :D
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