A/N: I know I know! You all probably hate me for not updating when I promised and I'm sooooo sorry. Oh! And about Deeks: Let's just say he was on a special case for the LAPD or a special case that Hetty assigned particularly to him. Ok, I think Ziva might be a little out of character, but it works for the story. Plus for what she went through, I would cry too.

Disclaimer: Is it even necessary?

The team watched as the video played on the screen:

Gibbs was in his basement, standing with his back to the stairs. Ari was holding Gibbs' rifle in front of Gibbs.

"I need you to commit suicide with your own rifle. You never did give me enough credit in our game. I knew it was a trap before you asked Ziva to cover you. You'd never trust Ziva. And you need to kill me, to taste the sweetness of revenge," said Ari, as he pointed the rifle to shoot.

But Gibbs held his hand up, and walked to the stairs to sit down. "I've killed enough men in my life Ari. It's gonna be just as sweet watching you die."

Gibbs dared Ari to shoot. Ari held up the rifle. "Sorry to spoil your-"

But Ari was interrupted by a bullet shooting through his head. Gibbs got up from where he was sitting, to watch Ziva come down the stairs. She looked at Ari lying on the floor.

"His father is the Deputy Director of Mossad?" asked Gibbs.

"Yes," came Ziva's reply.

"Not David?"

"Yes. He was, my half-brother."

Ziva stood motionless, watching the now black screen. Tears welled in her eyes, but she would not let them fall. She quickly went to the elevator, hoping she could just escape. But she should have known better, because Gibbs was on her tail. When they were both inside, he flipped the emergency switch.

Ziva started pacing. "Gibbs. I can't go back out there. What would they think of me? I killed him, oh gosh I killed him." She started to hyperventilate.

"Hey," Gibbs said softly. She didn't look up. "Hey!" he said with much more force.

She looked up. "Gibbs, his blood is still on my hands."

Gibbs had never, ever seen Ziva like this before. He didn't think he has ever seen anyone like this before. Granted, he has never met someone who has killed their own brother before.

Ziva sunk to the floor, putting her head in her hands. Gibbs sat down next to her and put an arm around her. After a minute, Ziva opened her eyes and took a deep breath.

She stood up. "I'm ready."

"You sure?"

"No," she said as she flipped the emergency switch.

Gibbs gave a ghost of a smile.

A/N: Yes I know I owe you more than this short chapter, but I promise (seriously this time) that I will update tomorrow night. I will probably update the next few nights in a row, so check regularly. And don't worry, I still have a few more surprises in store. And I promise I will add more of the LA team.

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