Her heart was beating fast. Vance had called her up to MTAC for reasons he couldn't discuss over the phone. As she walked up the stairs, she took a second look back at Tony who gave her a smile of strength. She loved it when he did that, which was a lot more often now that they were fully dating. They both had already consulted Gibbs about it. As long as their relationship didn't affect their work, he didn't mind much. She proceeded to the MTAC doors showing her eye to the scanner. The locked doors opened and she walked in to find Director Vance having a rather pleasant conversation with Eli David over a satellite feed. Her legs began to feel a little shakier when she saw her father.

"Sir, Agent David is here." A probationary agent casually informed the Director of NCIS. The two men, both on the screen and in person, looked from each other to her. Ziva cautiously approached Vance but didn't dare look up at the screen where her father watched.

"Special Agent David, we have some rather good news for you." Vance said looking from his close friend to one of his agents. Their relationship seemed distant and he knew better not to ask. "Eli, care to explain?"

The Director of Mossad sighed loudly and began to speak. "Ziva." Was all he said at first. Awkward silence came after that. He wouldn't continue unless she looked up at him. Ziva knew what he was doing; she had no choice but to face her father. Eli had gotten much older since the last time she had seen him. Sure, it was only a couple of weeks ago since she had called him from the NCIS bathrooms, but it had been months since she had actually seen him. He tried to flash a loving smile. She refused to smile back.

"A few days ago, Leon and I had a discussion about Ismail Zahar." Director David started. Ziva breathed in deep. It had been maybe a week since they had caught John Dossadi and realized Zahar had already escaped. "Leon told me everything Ziva and I want you to know we found him." Her eyes grew wide. They had found Zahar! She bit her lip to prevent herself from smiling at the news. All these questions started to swell up. Ziva tried hard not to let all of them slip out at once because she refused to let her father know he had made her happy. She still resented him, but right now she had no choice but to talk to him.

"Is he dead?" Was the first question she asked.

"No. You know we can't just shoot some one, no matter how much I might want to."

Ziva respected him a little more after that. At least he had some sort of feelings for his youngest daughter. "So he is in Mossad's custody?"

"Yes, being questioned as we speak." The whole room got a little quieter after that. Everyone knew Mossad's way of 'questioning.' Ziva shifted her weight to one foot from the next. She didn't want to talk to him anymore. She had asked what she needed to ask, he had said what he had needed to say, now they were done and they both knew it.

"I can clear the room if you two need some time alone." Vance suggested after another long moment of awkward silence.

"That won't be necessary." Ziva said looking down at her feet. She didn't want her to see her father's reaction; whish was probably a hurt one. She didn't want to feel bad for him; he still didn't deserve that out of her. Still, she was thankful that Mossad had found Zahar. That meant he wouldn't go unpunished for what he had done. "Thank you Eli." Ziva said looking up at him for a short second then turning to her Director. "Thank you as well." Now she began to leave MTAC. Before she went, Ziva heard her name called. She whipped around to see her father looking as sad as ever, but his face was still as hard as rock.

"I am sorry, Ziva." He strongly spoke in front of the NCIS Director and the MTAC workers. "I hope I can make it up to you some day."

Ziva nodded to him slightly before fully leaving the room. She couldn't help but run back down to the bullpen where she stopped as Gibbs, McGee, and Tony looked up at her. Abby was there too, probably for some case they were about to work on.

"My father found Ismail Zahar." Ziva said with a smile across her face. Abby couldn't help but let out a little yelp of excitement as she ran over to her friend and embraced her with a hug that almost knocked Ziva to the ground. Ziva hugged her friend tightly and smiled ever bigger.

"So you talked to your father then?" Tony asked Ziva as he handed her a beer and made himself comfy next to her on his couch. She nodded and sat the drink on the table. She leaned on his shoulder and snuggled up close to him. His arm went around her back and he traced gentle circles around her arm as they watched TV.

"I guess you could say that. I am thankful that he found the basterd, but I still have hardly any desire to talk to him." She sighed. Despite the talk about her father, she still seemed to keep smiling. Ziva couldn't help but feel happy knowing that Zahar was behind bars, mostly likely for the rest of his life. "I did thank him though. He deserved that."

"Well I'm glad. I love seeing you like this." Tony admitted kissing her forehead pulling her closer to him.

"Like what?" She asked.

"All smiles. I'm actually kind of jealous. Even I can't make you this happy." Tony admitted. Ziva laughed.

"I would not say that. You make me happier than he ever did." She looked up at him and noticed the slight smile form around his lips. It was true; she was ecstatic about never having to deal with Zahar or Dossadi ever again. But when she was with Tony, she was happier than ever. When she was in his arms, all she did was smile. When they kissed, it was like she was on top of the world. He made her happy, everyday.

"That's because I love you." He whispered and looked down at her. Their eyes connected. It was the first time had told he loved her to her face, when she wasn't asleep.

"I love you too." She said. And with that, their lips connected. They kissed for a long time. Somehow, she settled in his lap. His hands were riding up and down her back under her shirt while her hands tangled in his hair.

"Do you want to take this to your room?" Ziva asked between kissed. Tony laughed while he kissed and shook his head.

"I don't want you running away again. I think right here is fine." Now they both laughed. She felt him play with her bra from under her shirt until he finally unclipped it. She took the ends of his shirt and pulled it off. He did the same with hers. Ziva knew tonight she would no longer fall asleep and be greeted by terrible nightmares of her past. She would be greeted by dreams of what she imagined her new future to be.

Ziva awoke from his couch from the smell of food cooking. She got up and made her way into his bedroom fully dressing herself from the clothes that she had brought specifically for nights like the last. She walked into the kitchen to find Tony humming away while flipping pancakes, already dressed for work.

"What time is it?" She asked. Tony jumped from the stove and whipped his body around to face her.

"Ziva, you really have to stop doing that." He breathed. Once he calmed down he turned back to the stove and responded, "We still have a few extra minutes before work."

"You are making breakfast?" She asked as she peaked around his arm. He grabbed a plate and threw down a freshly made pancake and handed it to her.

"Sure am." He smiled and got himself food as well. They sat at Tony's dinning room table eating peacefully together. Once they finished, they moved like clockwork. Ziva did her hair and makeup while Tony finished brushing his teeth.

"I'll be in the car." He met said hugging her from behind in front of the mirror. He kissed her neck then left the apartment. Ziva was left staring at herself, smiling. Her belt held her gun and the NCIS badge, but it wasn't the reason for her smile, not this time. She and Tony were acting like they did this everyday, or their whole life. They moved together so flawlessly and fit together so perfect. He was waiting for her in the car while she finished up in the bathroom. It was like they had found their new morning routine that they would be doing for the rest of their lives. That thought didn't bother Ziva as much as she thought it would. She wanted Tony to be a part of the rest of her life, she wanted him there forever. She enjoyed last night, and she loved this morning. Ziva finished up. Before leaving for the car, she took one last look at Tony's apartment. This was her home now. Ziva found Tony waiting patiently in his car. When she slipped in, she pecked him softly on the check. He smiled at her before driving off. He was what she would fall asleep to every night. She was what he would wake up to every morning. They were each other's New Beginning.

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