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Sorry for the long wait. School has been really bad lately and I have writers block which is why I'm posting this now. I really need some ideas for things either you want in the story or you think would happen in the story. I also need encouraging words...so review if you want an update. I mean seriously if I dont get a lot of reviews an update probably won't come for maybe longer than a week. And I don't say that to be mean but with softball starting I will have no time and if I have motavation then I will try and write but write now I can not thing of anything...so please help.

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"Grab the medical bag out from under the cabinet!" Tony heard the older man named David yell into the kitchen as he and three others lifted the younger one who had a bullet to the chest and was now bleeding profusely. "Agent DiNozzo, take my side and let me help in the kitchen!" David turned and told the others to take the man upstairs.

They made it up the stairs and placed the man on a bed. Soon David arrived back with a grief stricken expression and a medical bag. "Go back downstairs and assist, we are going to need all the help we can get." Tony nodded and silently left the room. The house was eerie quiet except for faint whispers coming from the down stairs. He looked over the balcony and that was when he saw her. She was wearing a tight fidgeted black shirt with white shorts on. Her hair was down and hung over her shoulder.

His chest tightened as if he couldn't breathe. After a week of thinking she was dead, he travels all the way to Greece to find her alive. He didn't notice when he said her name or when she dismissed the guards who stood around her. He did, however, notice when she started making her way up the stairs. She said nothing as she turned in another direction and went down the hall before slipping into a room.

Tony took this as his queue to follow and he too went in the room. When he arrived, she was leaning against the wall. They stood in an awkward silence for what seemed like hours before Tony got the nerve to speak, "A week. A week of imaging the things they were doing to you. A week of wondering if you were dead or not…"

Ziva took a step forward and Tony caught her eyes. They were so lifeless it sent chills up his spine. "You think I do not know that my choices hurt you? I am not stupid!" she hissed.

"I never said you were, I…well…I was just worried," he admitted and he saw her give him a small smile. "God, Ziva, I didn't know what to do," he admitted and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her forehead and then pulled back.

"I know," she lifted her hand up to caress his cheek. "I did not know that the outcome would be this…"

"I wasn't accusing you of leaving me on purpose," he defended himself. "Though, I do have some questions."

Ziva nodded. "And there will be a time to answer those questions, but not right now."

"Yes, as long as we get some alone time to talk," he wiggled his eyes brows at her and brought her back to his chest. She let out a laugh.

"Now, where's my son?" Tony asked eagerly and Ziva looked at him with admiration.

"He is with Rosa outside. I didn't want him to see Itai like that. Nathan has become very attached to him in the past week." Tony tried not to let it bug him. "He is your son; he is part of the reason why you are here. I had to hold him and rock him back to sleep every single night since we left. He wouldn't let anyone hold him and he always called for you. So stop getting jealous."

"I wasn't jealous…" Tony argued, but gave her a smile. "What's the other reason?"

"Well, it is more like two more reasons…" she admitted shyly and Tony wrapped an arm around her waist.

He smiled at her. "And I would like to know these two reasons."

"I missed you…I did not feel safe anymore." She buried her head in the crook of his neck and he could feel the warm tears. He hugged her back, stroking her hair and back, trying to soothe her. There had only been a handful of times he had seen Ziva break down, so he knew this was serious.

"You know you'll always be safe with me. I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe, Ziva. No matter where you are." He kissed her head and he felt her nod.

"What does Gibbs know about this?" she mumbled.

"Nothing. I left in a hurry and didn't tell him any details. I didn't know what was going on, but I had a gut feeling to trust the guy on the other end of the phone. I'm glad I did." He smiled.

"I am glad, also." She kissed his chin and then pulled away. "We need to get back to Itai and the others." She turned and started walking out the door with Tony close on her heals.

~~O~~

"He is awake and doing well," David informed Ziva.

"Thank you, would you see to it that Nathan is brought upstairs and soon as possible?" Ziva requested and David nodded.

Ziva took a deep breath and stepped in the room. Itai was lying in the bed with his head propped up. "I guess I winked us…" he joked when he saw Ziva.

Ziva smiled and stepped further in the room with Tony by her side. "How did this happen?"

"Well you see, we were headed to the car when suddenly we heard a gunshot. We lost two others. We drove around for some time before we felt the coast was clear and then we came back here," Itai answered, his voice hoarse.

"Did you not think that maybe people could be following you?" Ziva retorted, her tone irritated.

"That is why we made sure no one was following us before we came here." Tony stepped in, not wanting Ziva to injure the already hurt man.

"I believe you." Ziva nodded and Tony took a seat next to her. "You would not do anything to put Nathan or myself in danger."

"Hey now, what about me?" Tony questioned and Itai chuckled.

"You are worse then what Ziva described," he said and Tony glared at Ziva before his eyes lit up.

"Well, sometimes Ziva lies." He smiled. "What exactly did she say about me?" Ziva punched him in the arm and smiled when he growled back at her.

"Don't make me laugh, it hurts." Itai smiled at the two.

Ziva smiled and then her expression turned serious. "Itai, we need to find out who did this…"

"I know, Ziva, and we will, but right now, that is not what I'm worried about. Tony informed me of the bounty that is put on Nathan's head. Now, I don't know if the threat is imminent. It could be a distraction," Itai said and both Ziva and Tony nodded.

"What about my father? Has anyone even considered the thought that he wanted a bounty on his grandson's head?" Ziva suggested.

"Why do you bring him up?" Itai wondered aloud.

"What if it was a distraction? When I was in Tel Aviv, he had all these plans for Nathan. He wanted to make him some supper assassin. I was not going to let that happen, so I left. So what if his reason for putting a bounty on Nathan is not to kill him, but to distract me?" Ziva let that soak in for a moment before she finished. "Who else would want to?"

Itai shrugged and laid his head back down. "We will look into that tomorrow, but as for right now, everyone needs to get some rest."

"Yes, I know." Ziva stood and squeezed Itai's hand. "Goodnight."

Tony smiled and nodded towards Itai. "Tony, may I speak with you?" Itai asked and Tony nodded and sat back down next to the bed.

"She is going to try and make you think everything is okay, but don't let her lies deceive you," Itai warned.

"I know, I'm her partner and I love her. I know how she is," Tony defended.

Itai understood where his attitude was coming from and spoke again. "I understand that, but as I'm sure you know, she wants to please everyone around her and she doesn't want anyone to see her weak. So if she tries to go too fast..." Tony knew what Itai was saying and quickly jumped in.

"I would never push her to do anything like that until she is ready. I saw the way she was after the…after it happened. She was so… in all my years as a cop, I have never seen someone as broken and hurt as she was." Tony sighed.

"I believe you, I just want to make sure she is okay and that brings me to another sore topic. She refused to let a doctor see her when she got here. I mentioned some other things that she needs to talk to you about herself." Itai looked at Tony's with an urgent expression and in return Tony nodded and stood. "I know you love her, so please take care of her and Nathan."

Tony gave him one last smile before he turned around and walk out of the room running into a red-eyed Ziva.

He grabbed her shoulders gently, but she jerked away from his touch. "Hey, Zi, what's wrong?'"

She looked up at with spite. "Nathan is in the kitchen," she shook off his hands and walked into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her. Tony sighed and ran his hands though his hair before jogging down the steps and into the room he assumed was the kitchen.

He saw Nathan sitting in a highchair with crackers and smiled. In the past week, he'd lost the two loves of his life, but in the past twelve hours, he'd gotten them back. His smile only grew wider as Nathan's eyes lit and he squealed, "DADDY!" Tony swore that was the sweetest thing he could ever hear. He walked over to the highchair and started to unbuckle him.

Tony picked Nathan up and pulled him into his arms, kissing the top of his curly brown hair. "I protect momma for you!"

Tony smiled. "You did a very good job," he told his son.

"Thanks," Nathan rested his head on Tony's shoulder and yawned. "I tired."

"You can go to sleep," Tony offered.

"You still be here when I wake up?" Nathan questioned, his brown eyes filled with worry and sadness.

"Yeah, buddy, I'll be here when you wake up."

"Promise?" Nathan tilted his head to the side and Tony nodded. Nathan accepted the answer and lay his head back down on Tony's shoulder.

After a few minutes of holding Nathan, his arms got tired so he made his way up the stairs where he ran into David. "His room is the third door on the right, your room is the second door on the right. We didn't know if you would be with Ziva or not." The older man ran his hand through his hair and Tony nodded and turned into the room.

"Sshh…" Tony rubbed Nathan's back and started to strip him down to his diaper before he gently laid the sleeping boy in the crib.

He smiled down at the peaceful look the boy had on his face before he turned and went through the adjoining bathroom into Ziva's room. She sat on the bed with her back against the headboard and a pillow on her knees. He sighed and tried to figure out the best way possible to talk to her without angering her further.

"Do you want to talk about what's wrong?" Tony asked and got no response from her. He sat on the bed and leaned his back against the head board too. "C'mon, Ziva…"

She looked at him and he could make out the tear marks on her cheek even in the dark. "I do not want to talk about it. Your room is down the hall." She turned away from him and shifted so she was now lying on the bed with her back to him.

"I'm not leaving till you talk to me…" he pushed a little.

She turned around and looked up at him. "Am I broken?" she asked.

He sighed and rested on his back, he felt bad now that she overheard Itai's and his conversation. "Ziva, I'm sorry…I didn't mean for you to hear that…"

"So that is what you think of me…that I am broken beyond repair?" Another tear fell down her face.

"No, no, no… Ziva, I know how you are when I say this. Please, just listen." He took her silence as permission to continue. "I know you're not broken, but what happened to you was bad. It's not something you can just get over."

"But I want to," she admitted in a small voice.

"And you will, just give it some time." He wrapped his arm lightly around her waist and pulled her towards his body and she flinched. He let go of her and rested his arm on his stomach.

"I am sorry, I will try not to flinch." When Tony made no attempt to put his arm back around her, she turned to him and gave him a hard kiss on the lips. Tony's hands went to her hips in attempt to make her stop, but her grip on him was unbreakable. He let his hands fall to his sides. She reached her hand up his shirt and he quickly grabbed her wrist.

She struggled. "Let go of me!" she shrieked and he didn't let go of her wrist. "Stop, Erez!" Her eyes went wide in realization of what she said and Tony dropped her wrist.

"You aren't ready…" Tony kissed her for head and tears started to flow freely, her body collapsed against his as sobs shook through her. He wrapped his arm around her and interlaced his fingers with hers. "Sshh, my love, I'm here," he stated, wishing he could find Erez and give him the most painful death he could think of at the time.

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