A/N: Okay, so I am soooooo sorry that I haven't updated in ages, I feel so bad but I have just been sooooo busy and life has been a hectic jumble of exams, family visiting, more exams, ill friend at hospital, even more exams... and I still have another exam coming up at the end of May! I hope you can forgive and I hope you all read and review since I am writing this on my Mum's birthday!

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"I don't have a death wish," Tony mumbled under his breath just quiet enough that Ziva couldn't hear him.

She was looking at the next thing on the list, she had read it and then reread it, to be honest she was surprised, this one definitely showed Tony's sweet and caring side. She began to read it out, her voice unintentionally sorrowful and questioning, " Number 10... tell Dad it's okay..." It wasn't a statement, more of a question, she was questioning what Anthony DiNozzo Sr need to be told was okay.

Tony was silent for awhile, he didn't want to admit it, "Dad he... he..." Tony was stuck, he father wouldn't strike you as an emotional person but instead he was.

"Tony it's okay," Ziva said, she could see whatever it was hurt him and she reassuringly patted his shoulder.

"No, it's not okay, you shouldn't be telling me that. I need to tell Dad that!" Tony said, not meaning to sound so tense, so angry... so guarded.

"Tony, please just tell me why you need to tell your Dad it's okay," Ziva asked, her eyes were pleading with him. He had to tell her, he couldn't resist those eyes!

He sighed, she could get anything from him with those eyes! "Dad, he just hasn't been the same since Mom died, we used to go fishing, we had fun but as soon as she died we didn't do anything together. He went through a dark time, he was depressed and wouldn't open up. He started spending money wildly, I can't even count on my finger how many times he has been broke any more!" Tony hadn't noticed but a tear had rolled down his cheek, he missed his Mom and hated how much her death affected his Dad.

By the time Tony had finished talking Ziva had wrapped her arms around him. She couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"... I just wish he would act normal... She died ages ago, you would think that he would be at least a little bit better by now. I know he will never get over it, neither will I but he just needs to know that it is okay," Tony explained, barely speaking above a whisper.

Ziva placed her hands on his shoulders, making him look up from the floor to look in her eyes and she spoke from the heart, "Listen to me Tony, don't beat yourself up over this. Just call him, let him know you are there for him. That it's okay."

Her little speech shocked him, she wasn't one for emotions or being up-close and personal. Through all this he still managed to nod.

Tony was started to feel awkward, so he picked up the list and handed it to Ziva, hoping that she would just move on to the next thing.

A/N: Thanks for taking the time to read this. I will try and update this more regularly and hope to soon start updating my other stories. I don't know in what order so I will go by request. I will do any expanding of chapters for this story once I have finished the story fully.

If I get ten reviews I will try my hardest to update later tonight.

Thanks for reading (and fingers crossed- reviewing), you guys are all amazing.

Lauren :D x