Quick Recap: Ziva & Tony receive an anonymous call that helps them with information of the whereabouts of their latest suspect. Not waiting for a green light from their boss Tony and Ziva rushed to the location, while looking for the suspect, they separate and Ziva gets shot. She fights for her life on Tony's hands. Doctors manage to save her however; she suffers from amnesia from the hard hit to the desk. She has lost the last 5 or so years of her life. Not having family around Ziva agrees to stay with Tony even though she doesn't entirely trust him. Her memories slowly return to her, she and Tony grow closer, and so does Abby and McGee. Everything is going smooth for our lovebirds; however, Ziva's behaviour has been a little bipolar ever since the accident. How will she and the team cope with that?

No offense is being done, I know a person quite close to me with bipolar so please do not take this offensive and/or to heart. Also I will not tolerate anyone who writes anything inappropriate about the illness.

And FYI: No Ziva does not have the illness, you'll find out soon enough. Anywhoo, enough of me, let the chapter begin.

"Where you gonna go?"

"I don't care, anywhere where you're not"

Tony had not heard or seen Ziva for a day. After many calls to his co-workers and no assistance on her whereabouts, he had given up and returned to work with his head hung low.

McGee stared at him, and desperately wished his friend would taunt him as he usually did, but nothing. And with a sigh, he returned to work.

The team was still frantically searching for the man that cause all of the pain they were dealing with, but no luck was being given.

"DiNozzo you're coming with me," Gibbs ordered as he walked through the room. Tony slightly stood up and strolled toward his boss, without the usual enthusiasm. As the elevator doors closed, Tony's head lifted as he gazed at the ceiling. Gibbs observed him but said nothing. He too missed having Ziva around the team felt incomplete without her.

"So boss, where we...umm, going?"

"A marine agent was discovered in the suburbs, they call us," he stated.

Tony looked straight ahead and waited for the doors to open, without questioning him.

"Any news on Ziver?" asked Gibbs.

Tony shook his head, and stepped out of the elevator as soon as the doors slid.

Leaving Gibbs behind to follow, for the first time in his career.

"Ziva, at some point you've got to tell Anthony that you are staying here,"

Ziva smiled at the doctor and looked out the window of his home. "I will Ducky, thank you for letting me stay here,"

"It is quite alright Ziver," he said. Handing her the hot cup of cocoa, she took a sip and thanked him. She still did not remember him much apart from the brief memories that came and went, but she knew that he was like a father figure to her and so she allowed herself to sink into the coach and look at the outside world through his living room window.

"I'm going to have to go to work very soon. Are you going to be alright here, by yourself?"

She moved her gaze from the little boy that had fallen off of his bike outside and nodded at him, "I'll be okay" she smiled, "would you mind if I took a bath?" she asked.

"No of course not, this is your home for as long as you wish to stay here my dear one," he grabbed his long coat and hat and wrapped a scarf around his neck before he said his goodbyes to her for the morning. "I'll see you later Ziva" the Scottish man said.

"See you later" she waved at him, "And please don't tell anyone that I am staying here,"

Ducky nodded his agreement and quickly closed his front door.

Ziva sighed and walked away from the coach, and ran up the stairs towards the guest room making her way through the room to the guest bathroom. Pushing the blue curtains to the side, she turned the tap on until the sound of running water was all that she could hear. She sighed and backed away from the tub and sat down on the closed toilet seat. With her hands covering her face, she allowed her frustrated tears to freely fall down her cheeks. She hated the feeling the emotions in her mind were having. She wanted to scream, then she wanted to laugh, to then cry with frustration and hurt. She felt confused, lost and alone. Those people she called her friends; Tony, Ducky, Abby, McGee, and Gibbs, they all felt like strangers to her. Not because of the lack of memory, but for the distance she felt from their world.

She knew if it weren't for her father, she would have had another profession and now that she was free from him, going back to NCIS was something she was still in decision over.

She wanted a break; she was sick and tired of protecting the public and receiving nothing in return but hurt.

The room had a warm fog on the atmosphere that travelled around her; she paced towards the tub and turned the water off, and slowly slid out of her clothes. Testing the water, she quickly stepped in and approved of the almost boiling liquid to relax her muscles.

Closing her eyes, she tilted her head up and breathed in the much needed oxygen into her lungs.

Returning from their scene, Gibbs glared at his senior field agent as they walked back into the bullpen. Gibbs had managed to keep his thoughts to himself with the consideration of the current events, but enough was enough. Tony's behaviour was right damn annoying.

"Pointless exercise that was," he cuffed out.

"Alright! I've had enough. Go home, do not come back until you're 'I don't give a damn' attitude has vanished! I get it DiNozzo, she doesn't want to talk to you and she much rather be elsewhere, but if you don't start leaving your personal life at home, you're gonna find yourself on the waiting in line at the unemployed centre! Understood?" he concluded.

"Yes, Boss. I just wish I knew where Ziva was,"

"Personal life! At home!" Gibbs frowned.

"Sorry Boss," Tony said and picked up his jacket and belongings. "I'll see you later," he said to McGee, who looked at him and sadly waved him goodbye.

"By the way DiNozzo, I'd go visit Ducky if I were you," said Gibbs.

T.B.C.

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A/N 1: Yeah, I know, not the longest or most exciting chapter, but it needed to be written mostly to fit into the plot and to get me out of the dead end that I wrote myself into.

A/N 2: Thank you sooooo freaking much to everyone who has reviewed and added me to their favourites and/or alerts! I'm one of those writers who gets extremely excited over one review! So thank you to you lot! I love you all very dearly and I'll see you after Christmas.

Happy Holidays!

~ With love, Emily