Photograph
A/N: I am so sorry it's taken so long to update. I'm giving you three chapters today to make up for it. This is based on the song 'Photograph' by Ed Sheeran. Requested by Debbie :-) I finally watched the episode and agree that Ziva could definitely have been behind it.
Request: I was wondering if you ever watched season 11 episode 23 called The Admiral' s Daughter? There is a scene where Tony needs help because he is in trouble and some people came to help him out and when it is over Tony thanks Gibb for sending the help. Gibbs tells Tony he didn't do it. I always felt Ziva maybe could of done it.
Ziva was sitting in a hotel room in Paris, she had heard that Tony would be there and wanted to make sure that he was okay.
She knew how hard it had been for both of them to say goodbye to each other and she knew from Abby that Tony hadn't been handling it well.
Ziva had gotten on the first flight she could find in order to get to Paris at the same time as Tony.
She knew that he didn't have their team to back him up and the last thing she wanted was for him to have to watch his own six.
She had been sitting in her hotel room ever since her arrival in Paris, waiting and hoping that nothing would happen to Tony but prepared to help him if necessary.
Ziva had heard the occasional siren signalling emergency services in the area but thought nothing of it.
Ziva looked to her bedside table and gently grasped the photo that lay there.
She looked at the photo, a photo that Tony had given her a few years ago.
A picture of the two of them standing in front of the Eiffel Tower.
Unconsciously Ziva's left hand moved to grasp the locket that hung around her neck as she looked at the picture.
"Ziva just take it, it's a gift," Tony sighed in frustration.
"Tony it was your mother's locket. You said yourself, it's the only thing left of hers that you have," Ziva said realistically.
"Ziva, my mother would want me to give it to the girl of my dreams. You're her," Tony said.
"I don't know if you meant that as a compliment. What's that saying, 'her is the cat's mother'," Ziva teased.
Tony laughed, "it's 'she is the cat's mother' Ziva. Just take it as a compliment and take the locket. Please."
Ziva smiled, "alright."
Tony grinned and clasped the locket around Ziva's neck.
Ziva was pulled from her thoughts by the sounds of many sirens in the street.
Ziva frowned and turned on the TV to find out what was happening.
Ziva felt her heart in her chest as she saw Tony's face plastered on the screen along with the words 'wanted for murder'.
Ziva felt a kick in her stomach and smiled softly, her baby also knew when her father was in danger.
Ziva grabbed her burn phone off of the bedside table and called a few old friends whom she knew could get Tony out of this danger that he had, probably unknowingly put himself in.
Ziva just hoped that her contacts would get to him in time.
Ziva paced and fidgeted in her hotel room for over an hour before she finally got a call back from one of her contacts.
Ziva thanked them for their efforts in getting Tony out safely.
After hanging up Ziva smiled and removed her locket from her neck so that she could open it and look at the pictures inside.
On the right was a picture of Tony and on the left was a picture of Ziva's latest sonogram.
Once the baby was born Ziva would replace the sonogram with a picture of her rosy cheeked baby.
One day Ziva would be able to tell Tony about their child.
For now though it wasn't safe for any of them.
Right now all that mattered to Ziva was that Tony was safe and their baby was healthy.