Chapter 10
Tony looked at her with nothing but love and trust shining in his eyes. He wanted to make sure she understood how much he loved her and was willing to break any rule or regulation for her. He made the decision in his mind that he would tell her whatever she wanted to know about any case that she wanted to know about. He was going to do anything to gain her trust so she would talk to him about the killer hunting her down.
"I never saw his face Tony, I don't know if it really is the person I think it is. At the same time they could have hired someone to kill me." Ziva surprised him with a sigh.
"I am willing to tell you anything about anything if you promise to confide in me when I am done spilling my guts." Tony said leaning back in his chair.
Ziva just stared at him with unsure eyes and a tight lipped mouth. He could tell that she was upset at the offer and at the same time curious. "How many things can I ask you about?"
"I'll tell you what, if you promise you will tell me what I want to know then you can ask me about as many things as you want as long as it doesn't take all day and you don't use it as a stall tactic." Tony said knowing she would have done that and used as many days to question him as she could.
Ziva wasn't sure if she wanted to take the deal. She was nervous and she knew what telling him would do to him. Once he found out what had happened and why this person wanted her dead he would side with them, she was sure of it but at the same time it would be nice to finally confide in someone about what had happened in her home in Tel Aviv, Israel. She bit her bottom lip as she continued to think and she closed her eyes and fought with herself more and more because she knew she was thinking of accepting the deal. She was leaning towards telling him everything about herself including things that had nothing to do with this case. She opened her eyes and stared into Tony's trusting and questioning eyes. She knew he trusted her to watch his back and now he was asking her for that same trust. The problem was she had never trusted anyone as much as he wanted her to trust him, not even her own family got that kind of trust which was sad and it hurt her to think about it that way.
Gibbs was getting more and more angry. There seemed to be no evidence that could help them track down the person who was attacking Ziva and Tony. He could feel his blood boiling and saw the looks on McGee, Abby, Ducky's and Palmers faces. They could tell that he was struggling to not take out his frustration on them but at the moment it was a losing battle. No one attacked his family and make no mistake his team was his family. After losing Chris and then Jenny he was not going to keep losing members of his family. No one attacked Ziva who was like a daughter to him or Tony who was like a son. There was going to be trouble once they caught the person behind all of this and make no mistake they would catch them.
"Abby is there anything else you need to run? Anymore evidence that needs processing, because if you are down here when there is something else that needs to be processed we are going to have a problem?" Gibbs said with clenched teeth. He didn't want to yell at Abby and he hoped she caught his drift to head back to her lab. She didn't get it.
"Nope." She said simply shaking her head.
"Uhh Abby, Ducky, and Palmer maybe you two should go over the evidence again." McGee said catching the look on Gibbs' face.
"Good idea." Ducky said also knowing as he dragged the protesting Abby and Palmer away from the desks and down towards the lab.
"I want this guy more than anything McGee." Gibbs whispered.
"So do I sir." McGee said with a sigh.
Ziva was still struggling when she made her decision, she needed to trust somebody and if she wanted Tony to believe she really did love him then she needed to show she trusted him as well.
"I accept your deal and I think we will start with your father. I want to know why you two are not close." Ziva said jumping in to the questions right away.
Tony winced not expecting that to come up but knowing that he could not avoid the very first question she asked. He sighed and took a deep breath preparing to answer the one question he wanted to avoid like the plague he had already suffered through. "My father is a man that makes your father look like a saint. Now my dad doesn't shoot people or run a Mossad type of government branch, he's just a stubborn, arrogant rich man. He and I had a falling out over my fiancée."
"You had a fiancée?" Ziva asked doing a double take. She didn't know that Tony had been engaged, she didn't think anyone knew that.
"My dad slept with her the night of the rehearsal dinner. I caught them in bed when I went to grab my suitcase to go to the hotel. They were in my bed and she didn't apologize. Apparently she just wanted to get to my dad for his money." Tony said bitterly.
"And?" Ziva asked not sure he was finished.
"She became my stepmom." Tony admitted with a sigh. "I don't see either of them although I have been told I have some younger siblings."
"How about we go rub it in their face how good looking and successful you are now?" Ziva suggested.
"No, I will go there when I am married and my wife is pregnant so I can make sure to let him know he will never see his grandkids, ever." Tony said with a bitter smirk on his face.
"Okay I am only going to ask you one more question. Tell me about Jeanne." Ziva said softly.
