A/N What is this? An update?! Yes everyone, I'm back! I finally finished the rough-outline for this, so I figured I could start posting chapters again!

So, in celebration of NCIS starting up again (I just finished watching the first episode of season 13!) I give you Chapter 3 of I Won't Give Up!

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS.

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And Ziva made up her mind. Once and for all, for better or for worse, Ziva would finally go back.

2 weeks earlier

Tony wasn't sure what he was doing or why he was there, but he knew it was to late to turn back. He cautiously took another step closer to the gravestone.

What was he doing here? Did he expect her come back and comfort him? It was too late, he knew. She was dead, and she wasn't coming back.

Dead.

The word struck a cord in Tony.

Dead. So many people were dead. People that would never come back again.
Is that why he was here? In the middle of a cemetery? To remind himself that no matter how hard he looked, he wouldn't find a grave marking the death of Ziva David? To remind himself that as long as Ziva's alive that there is a chance she'll come back?

Tony dug inside his coat pocket and pulled out the necklace that Ziva had given him the last time he'd seen her. He didn't know exactly why he'd brought it with him today. Usually it stayed in a desk drawer at his apartment but for some reason he'd grabbed it before he left today. Tony played with it in his hands. He wondered why Ziva had given it to him in the first place. On one hand, it could be a reminder that there was always the chance that one day she would come back for it. On the other hand though, it could've served as a sign that she really had left NCIS for good.

Tony shook his head and headed to his car.

He really hated cemeteries.

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"You're late Dinozzo."

"Sorry Boss." Tony muttered as he sat down at his desk.

Gibbs watched him as he turned on his computer and greeted Ellie and McGee. Something was off about his Senior Field Agent, he could feel it. And if his gut was anything to go by, it had something to do with Zoe Keats. Or rather, the lack of Zoe Keats. When Tony had started seeing her, he had mentioned her at least once a day. Usually it was in a passing remark shared between him and McGee, but sometimes it was more than that. These past few weeks though, Tony had been suspiciously quiet about his relationship with her. Add that, coupled with the fact that Tony had been late on more than one occasion recently, and Gibbs figured that something was wrong. Gibbs knew that he would have to talk to Tony about it soon, but now wasn't the time or place.

"McGee!" He called. "Start working on getting the bank records for our petty officer. Dinozzo, Bishop, go talk to his commanding officer again. See if he knows anything about the fake ID's we found."

"Yes Boss!"

"On it Boss!" His agents called as they snapped into gear.

Gibbs got up and made his way down to autopsy.

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"Ah, Good morning Jethro!" Ducky called when he heard the familiar ding of the elevator.

"Morning Duck. Got any thing for me?"

"I'm afraid not, Jethro. This body has been usually silent." Ducky paused and looked at Gibbs. "But our dead Marine isn't why you're really here is it?"

It still surprised Gibbs how Ducky could read his mind sometimes. "Dinozzo." He answered. "He came in late again today. He's up to something."

Ducky sighed. "Ah, yes. Anthony has been acting rather unusual lately. I have to admit, that I'm quite worried about him. Tony likes hiding behind 'everything is fine' even when it's not. Has he told you anything?"

Gibbs shook his head. "No Duck, but he'll talk when he's ready."

Ducky nodded. "I'm sure he will Jethro. But you know a nudge in the right direction never hurt anyone before."

Gibbs smiled. "You got that right."

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A/N Well there you have it! Thank you so much for being so patience with me! If you have any thoughts on this chapter then please let me know! I'm always looking for ways to improve my writing skills. :)