Gibbs didn't know what to do. Tell Ziva? Tell the team? Jenny? Ducky? He didn't want to freak anyone out because stress was the last thing he needed lurking around his team. He went home to think.
The rest of the team eyes him in curiosity. It's unlike Gibbs to just walk away from work like that. They all thought about something along those lines at the same time. It kind of worried them. They knew better than to come after him but they were worried because Gibbs would only walked out of work once in a blue moon. They wanted to follow but they didn't know what Gibbs would do if he found out he was being tailed. The were staring in their own thoughts at the closed elevator doors.
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Gibbs went home to think about what to do. He was not going to let anything happen to his children. Not ever. It sickened him to think about them getting hurt AGAIN. Not going to happen. He kept on reminding himself that he wasn't going to let it happen. He was not going to let his team get hurt. Not one of them. He would be willing to put his own life on the line for his team.
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Ziva was concerned. Was that anything about me? If it was, She would feel bad. All this for her. She was beginning to beat herself up in her mind.
All this for me? Why? Why can't I just live a normal life? Why does my father keep doing these things over and over again? Did I do something wrong? From the moment of my birth, did anyone ever love me or am I alone here. Will it always be like this? Why does my life have to be like this? Why can't everything be normal? What is wrong with me? Why does my father... Is he crazy?! Or Does he do this for a good reason?! Or is it just me?! I would pick the last option. It is me is it not?! It is! What have I done?! Ziva you stupid bitch! Why are you like this?! Tali did not deserve to die and why am I still alive?! Why is my dear precious little sister dead instead of me?! Why?! She did not deserve what she got. She did not deserve it. She deserves to life her life AWAY from our monster father listening to Puccini opera and doing what ever she loves to do. Why did my little sister die and not me!? The anxiety, the inner demon, the hate towards herself was intense. Her thoughts were consuming her. She didn't even realize tears slipping out of her eyes which were now flowing down her cheeks like two clouds that were letting the rain flow freely down the surface of a smooth mountain. A giant yet silent thunderstorm intensifying by the second. The explosions so big that it is at the point that it is more than capable to make her thoughts overcome her. She was so overwhelmed. She was sad, depressed, Trapped. Trapped. She felt trapped. Nowhere to go. She didn't feel loved. She didn't feel like she deserved to be loved. She didn't even know that anyone loved her. She thought she was probably made to be some sort of mole for her father. Just like her brother. Maybe this is why her father is trying to force her back. Ziva was seriously considering giving herself up to her father. Save everyone the trouble and the risk of getting hurt again. She was seriously considering it. She thought it would be better. She was seriously considering it. She made her mind. She rose from her chair silently. Made her way to the elevator.
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Tony's 3rd person point of view.
Tony watched Gibbs leave. It was strange. He does leave later than Gibbs most of the tome but Gibbs never leaves this early. His eyes averted to Ziva. She was staring into space. She was on the verge of tears and minutes later. They finally fell. He was getting worried but he decided to wait. See what would happen. Has she been keeping everything inside and now she can't hold it in anymore. She is silently letting it out now? oh god. Ziva. Why didn't you tell me?
She began to leave. Leave her seat. He decided to follow. Not making it obvious. He got in his car. Followed. THen he began to be familiar with his surroundings.
Dammit. She's going to the airport.