Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me but with Christmas around the, corner who knows? Have you written your letter to Santa yet? I know I have. ;)

A/N: Like I stated on the A/N, I have been extraordinarily busy, and it took me three day,
to complete this chapter, mostly because every time I started it, I had another assignment thrown at me,
but did guys miss me?

"I—L ...can we go home? I'm tired," she bit her lip and looked at the ground, as the words she wanted to say failed her.

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"Okay, let's go, I think I still have some ice cream left in my freezer. I have mint flavored Ice cream—your favorite," he smiled at her. She gave him a single nod and walked towards the exit of the sparkling green park.

The short journey home went by in silence as they wondered what the future could hold. On Ziva's mind, she was debating with herself on rather to tell him of what she felt, or to allow him to take the lead, she felt frustrated that she could not remember the kind of woman she became in the time she had known him. Then there was the trust issue. Could she trust him? She knew that her life was safe with him, the accident that caused her this confusion was just her fault as well as his, she established. But the fight she was dealing with was an emotional struggle. Could she trust him with her heart?

And as for Tony, his mind kept crawling back to the same battle of questions. What is she thinking? Can she remember me? Does she need help? Should I hold her hand? Give her space?

His hand swayed on the air between hers and his left leg, every time it got close to hers, he merely pulled his back, cursing the voice inside his head, he pushed his hand inside his pockets and strolled the rest of the way.

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Abby paced from side to side, as she waited for Jethro Gibbs to answer his phone. "Come on pick up," she kept repeating.

She sighed as the dialing tone disappeared and it when straight voicemail. "Gibbs! Where are you? I've gotten a call back from the cell-phones company, It belongs to a Lance White. Just call me when you get this" she breathed out and ended the call.

"Well done everyone, you guys did great! Wait till Christmas and mama, might get you guys some awesome updates!" she grinned at her computers and tapped the monitor, she spun around and was just about to do a happy dance, when she spotted Timothy McGee smiling at her. His head tilted to the side.

"How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough," his smile widened and he took a step forward.

"Well, I, I was just praising my technology" she muttered.

"Uh huh" he took another step. "Call yourself mama?" Another step, taken. Her pigtails bounced on the air, as she nodded.

He chuckled. His hands were gently placed onto her hips, and pulled her towards him, he lowered his lips onto hers and lingered with no movement, as he savored the sensation of her soft lips. Fingertips swiftly made their way to her neck before they rested on her cheek, he then gently deepened the kiss, until their tongues greeted one another. Their world spun around, time stood still, and for that time, titles was, dropped. They were just a boy and a girl.

They slowly breaking their kiss, their lips curved into a smile at the sight of each other, she rested her forehead on to his. "Do you think this is a good idea?" she breathlessly whispered.

"Don't know." He honestly replied, he took a deep breath, "But I can't just go back to friends again, I can't do it again" his green eyes sparkled, as they gazed at hers. Allowing his lips to brush upon hers, he took her in his arms and held her for a while.

Feeling her tremble under his embrace, he pulled back and saw a single tear falling from her eyes. His eyes showed the clear indication that it hurt to see her cry. "What's wrong?" he whispered. She bit her bottom lip and looked at him, her eyes looked larger than usual, almost like a puppy's eyes, "It's nothing, I'm just being silly" her eyes left his, and stopped at a random spot of on floor.

"Tell me," he gently whispered. His knuckles curled under her chin and soothingly lifted her head up. He smiled at her beautiful face, before he kissed her forehead.

"Well—it's just, with the whole Ziva accident, it really had me thinking, that…well life can be so cruel and, and unpredictable. I don't what to…" she took a long pause.

"You don't want to?" he concurred.

"I don't want to go through life, and missing every opportunity to be happy," she concluded.

His smile returned to his face, as the words she said reached his ears. "Thank god, you said that! I don't want to either," he confessed.

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Consuming the remainder of the Ice cream, Ziva glanced at the floor, as Tony told her about their partnership, he had noticed her distant body language, but instead of stopping and reassuring her, he continued, with the hopes that in time, she would allow him into her thoughts.

"Yes, well McGeek has written a book, he says that all the characters are fictional, but we don't believe him," he said, she nodded but did not move her stare.

"Zee?" he gently called her.

Nothing.

"Ziva, what's the matter? You can tell me," he soothingly whispered, she swiftly moved her eyes towards him, she took a deep breath, "I, I remember what happened on the day I got shot," she rapidly blurred out.

He blinked for several times, as he allowed time for brain to proceed with her words. "What, what do you remember?"

"You said you loved me," she mumbled, her teeth dug into her lip, nervously. "Quite a few times, actually,"

He moved his chair closer to hers, and smiled, "If I remember correctly, you said that to me too," he grinned.

"Yes, it is true," she admitted.

His cocky side, grinned with glee, "Do you still love me?"

"No…"

His smile faded, his eyes indicated that he reject, hurt. "I mean, no…I don't not right now, but as irrational as this might sound, I know my heart and even body, loves you,"

He gazed at her brown eyes with confusion. "I don't undertan…" his words were interrupted, when her lips unexpectedly crushed into his, her hands flew up to the back of his neck and pulled him closer. Moments after, when his mind caught up to what was happening, his lips parted and allowed her demanding tongue to meet his. His hands were now smoothing down tresses, as they hungrily kissed each other. A low moan rose from his throat as she sucked on his bottom lip, before the kiss ended, with him pleading for more.

Their heavy breathing was all that they could hear, while all of this new information was being transmitted.

"Do you understand, what I mean now?" she asked through ragged breathing.

TBC

A/N: Due to bad weather, I was unable to attend school today, so I had time to finish this chapter. I will try to update sometime next week, when school is out for the holidays.

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