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"It's what I want."

"Are you sure?"

"Tony, you and I both know that this isn't just a spontaneous, accidental kiss." She said. She gave him a 'don't even try to challenge me because you and I both know I'm right' look. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Okay." He said.

"We have each other's backs, Tony. There are two options here. I'll take watch while you go to bed…" she began.

"Or?" Tony asked.

"We can leave the protection detail to Mossad." Ziva said.

"I like the second option." Tony said as Ziva got up to do the original task she had intended to do.

"I thought you would." Ziva finally said as she walked down the rest of the stairs, giving him a smile at the bottom, and going to the kitchen. When she came back to go back to her room, he was asleep on the stairs. She smiled while stepping over him, going back to her room.

Cammy was already awake when Ziva got up. Ziva left Nina on the blanket on top of her bed to sleep for a while and took Ricky down the stairs with her. Cammy was sitting at the kitchen table with Tony, who had just given her a drink.

"Orange juice, mi 'lady." He said.

"Thank you, Tony." Cammy replied softly. She looked up to the sound of footsteps on the stairs and saw Ziva, balancing her brother on her hip.

"Good morning, Cammy." Ziva said as she kissed the top of her head.

"Good morning, Ziva." Michael and Malachi didn't sleep the night before, and Tony told them to sleep while he took guard. The two Mossad officers had given Tony their spare guns, and he had no idea how Ziva ever carried three guns at once.

"Hey, Tony."

"Ziva." he greeted. Oh, no. Tony thought. She's acting like nothing even happened last night. The worried look on his face did not go unnoticed by Ziva, and she set down Nariq on the chair beside Cammy.

"Cammy, what do you want for breakfast?" Ziva asked, walking over to where Tony was near the stove. Her hand found his behind her back, and she gave it a reassuring squeeze.

"Can you make pancakes?" she asked.

"I think I can manage that. Can you go check on Nina for me?" Ziva asked. Once Cammy was up the stairs and Nariq wasn't paying attention to them, Tony kissed Ziva. It was more like a peck than anything, but he needed that physical contact to comfort him that she was still there. More importantly, she was still there for him.

Cammy came back down the stairs with Nina in her arms at the same time that Malachi and Michael walked into the kitchen. Michael kissed the top of Cammy's head, just like Ziva had done, and he tickled Ricky's stomach.

"What are you making?" he asked Ziva as Malachi sat down beside Ricky.

"Pancakes."

"Oooo, Cammy's favorite." Michael said. Cammy smiled, and Tony suddenly felt out of place. He had only known the kids for a day, and he didn't share the same history with Ziva as Malachi and Michael did.

"Cammy, do you want to watch some TV?" Ziva asked when she saw Cammy eying the small television in the kitchen. The young girl nodded. "What do you want to watch?"

"The news, please." Tony smiled. That sounded like something Ziva would say.

"Cammy seems to be a lot like you, Ziva." Tony noticed. Ziva and Cammy shared a look and smiled.

"They get that a lot." Michael jumped in. "Cammy's always looked up to Ziva. She was Cammy's superhero." Michael laughed. "It devastated her when she thought you died, Baby Girl." Ziva accidentally spilled some coffee onto the counter when he said that. Malachi jumped up to help Ziva clean it up.

"Thank you, Malachi." Ziva said while she threw away the paper towel.

"Ziva, I have something to give you, actually. I've wanted to give it to you since I got here, but I was waiting for a good time when you weren't so distracted." Michael said as he reached for his coat pocket. "It was not the kind of thing I could have just mailed to you. It is much too special. It had to be delivered in person."

"What is it, Michael?" Ziva asked. She honestly didn't know what to expect. It was something that could fit into his coat pocket. Michael stood up in front of her and showed her the plastic bag in his hand. It was not the plastic bag. It was what was in the plastic bag.

"Oh, my God, Michael!" Ziva explained. Her eyes said it all. She was obviously surprised in happy, even though bad memories were threatening to plague her thoughts. Inside the bag was her original Star of David necklace that she had first come to NCIS. It was the necklace that Saleem Ulman ripped from her neck and threw on the ground when she was being tortured. "Where did you find it?" she asked.

"After NCIS rescued you from Somalia and killed the people in the camp, Mossad had to come and clean up. We had to survey everything and make sure the people we wanted to die were dead. When we cleaned out the camp, we found the cell you had been kept in, and under a layer of sand, I found this." Michael explained. Tony finally realized what it was. He didn't know the original necklace meant so much to her. Ziva wrapped her arms around her cousin's neck.

"Thank you so much." She managed to say.

"The chain was ruined, but the pendant was fine, and I know that's all that matters. Of course, we did have to clean the blood off of the pendant, but the engraving on the back is still there." Michael remembered.

"Engraving?" Tony asked.

"Yes. Uncle Eli had one engraved for each of his children the day they were born. They all say 'My Child' on the back. This necklace was basically the only present Eli ever gave to Ziva. It was given to her at birth." Michael explained. "Do you want me to put it on you?" he asked. Ziva nodded and quickly removed the necklace that she had bought as a replacement, although it wasn't the same. Michael delicately placed the necklace on his cousin who was smiling radiantly.

Ziva saw Cammy out of the corner of her eye glance at the necklace that was in her hand.

"Hey, Cammy," she said, catching her attention. "Do you want this necklace?" she asked. Cammy smiled and nodded.

"Your necklace is still the best." Cammy said.

"And why's that?" Ziva asked.

"Your necklace no longer only represents your father being with you. Uncle Michael told me what happened to you in Somalia. He said you went through a lot, and you were tortured for information, but you're strong, Ziva. You survived the torture and didn't say a word. This necklace represents that. It survived Somalia with you. It signifies your strength." Cammy said. Ziva gave Cammy a hug. She took Ricky in her lap, and he automatically began to play with her necklace.

"I can't imagine what you went through, Zi." Michael said.

"You've been tortured before, Michael." Ziva notified him.

"Not as much as you. I mean, in your life, you've been beaten, raped, tortured, and it hasn't been just one isolated occasion." Ziva suddenly slapped Michael's hand.

"Ziva, you will have to talk about it eventually." Malachi told her.

"It's not that, Malachi." Ziva turned to Tony. "Tony, how did the five victims die again?" She wondered.

"They were all beaten to death." Tony said.

"But before then, they were raped and tortured. Their fingernails were pulled off. Their legs were cut up. They were shaved bald. Their clothes were torn off, and they were raped." Ziva said.

"Yes." Tony agreed with her. He wasn't exactly sure what this was leading up to.

"That's all happened to you, Ziva." Malachi realized. She nodded.

"You think that Bodnar is killing these women using different things that happened to you when you were with Mossad?" Michael asked. Ziva nodded.

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