Just thought I'd let you major Ziva fans know that I recently wrote a one shot, named Sincerely Caitlin Todd, basically it's set maybe a week after Kill Ari Part 2 and Ziva is working as Mossad liaison. Everyone else is still mourning Kate's death, when Ziva receives a letter. Not to brag, but I actually really like it. In response to a review I had reg Tony calling Ziva 'Zi', I am honestly not sure either if he called her that, but I will refrain from using it too much, if what you say is true that he never called her that. Thanks for that review I didn't know that!
It was nearly 1800 when Tony was cleared to go home; Gibbs finally admitting that there was no work for them to do. Ziva had left early, she said she needed to run some errands, although Tony guessed she just wanted to be alone after talking to Eli, sh had very little errands possible for her to do. But he hadn't said anything as she went for the elevator, the bag full of weapons neatly tucked away in her hand. He decided he would swing by the Navy Lodge and invite her for tea, he knew how bad the kitchen facilities were in those small apartments. But once he got there it was obvious she wasn't there, puzzled he tried to think of where she could be.
Giving up he took out his phone, her number already on speed dial, "Yeah Tony?" She asked immediately.
"Hey I'm at the Lodge, I was gonna invite you for dinner, I'm making my special pasta dish, your favourite. But you're obviously not here."
"Uh no I'm not," She paused, "I'm still at NCIS, the shooting range."
Of course! Though Tony, "I'll be there in five?"
"Sure," She sighed, not in the mood to argue with him, "See you soon."
"See ya," There was a click and the line went dead.
He arrived at the range in four minutes, glancing around he quickly saw her, ear muffs in, releasing clip after clip into the target. He paused, as always impressed with her accuracy. Only once she ran out of ammo did she stop, taking off the muffs, she must have seen the movement behind her and quickly spun around. She didn't say anything, just clicked the button to bring back the target. The heart and face were obliterated, huge chunks missing from the bullets. Tony smirked when he even saw a few in the groin.
"Tony?" She asked, giving him a quizzical look.
He jerked his head back from the paper cut out, "Sorry, ready to go?"
"You didn't answer my question."
"Question?" He asked, confused.
She finished putting her gun back, putting the muffs on the hook, turning to face him ,"Why are you doing this? Look at you! You barely slept at all last night yet you're back to do it again!"
The lines on his face caused by constant smiles was replaced by a more serious one, he took a step closer, raising her chin with his hand so he could look at her, "Ziva when I said I couldn't live without you I meant it."
Ziva fought for the right response, "But, we, I mean I," She sighed, not able to think of one.
Tony took her hand in his, "Let's go Zee-Vah." He lead her to his car. The ride was taken in mostly silence, only broken by the soft humming of Tony, as he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. Ziva was too deep in thought to talk anyway. She couldn't be sure, but was that an admission of love? She knew how Tony respected Gibbs' rules, dating a co-worker is a no by his books. There was no way Ziva would act on this if she wasn't sure, she didn't want to make a fool of herself. But even in Somalia, there was a feeling, how much she had yearned for Tony, she could've sworn she had feelings for him, even though she wasn't sure what the feelings were. She barely noticed when they pulled into the parking lot near Tony's apartment.
"Hey Ziva, you ok?" Tony's cautious question brought her back.
She snapped her head up, "Huh? Oh yeah sorry, just thinking," She undid her seatbelt, interrupted by his hand on hers.
"About what?" He asked gently.
She could feel the blood rise to her cheeks, turning them red, "It isn't important Tony," She went to move her hand, but he held it there.
"If you're embarrassed then I have to know," He grinned like a child.
She broke eye contact, "Fine. What did you mean when you said you couldn't live without me?"
"Just that, I couldn't live without you," He stated.
"Just that?" Ziva asked quietly still not looking at him.
Tony sighed, "Hey," She didn't respond, "Hey!" This time Ziva turned to face him, looking into his eyes. "I care more about you than I going to admit," He grinned, "God Ziva how can you not see how much you mean to this team, to me?" She could see his eyes beginning to shine, face turning red with embarrassment, "I went to Somalia not to find you, to kill Saleem, I cannot live without you in my life!" He wiped his eyes, "Honestly my first thought when I heard where you were being held was 'I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers'" Ziva had no idea what he meant but assumed it was another quote, "I was seriously going on a suicide mission because I couldn't live without you, so I had to kill whoever was responsible!" He paused to take a ragged breath, tears beginning to stream down his cheeks.
Ziva too had tears trickling across her face, she cupped Tony's cheek in her right hand, "You know what? This is the first time I have been thankful for Eli in a long time," She continued despite Tony's confused expression, "Now I know that to my team, and you, I am not a emotionless killer, I finally know that I mean something to someone else." She took his hand in hers. "That was what I was thinking about Tony."
So there we are! Cute Tiva fluff! I know it's a little short but my creative muse seriously needs some help! Writing this I actually had tears in my eyes thinking how Tony can't live without Ziva yet she now no longer works for NCIS… Argh! I need Cote back! Anyways some reviews and ideas would be MUCH appreciated!