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It had been a year since that day in the orchard in Israel, not a day went by that Tony didn't think of that moment.
He had stayed in contact with Ziva, how could he not, but emails and short phone calls could never fill that hole Ziva left. She has begged him to move on, to be happy, but he couldn't, every time he thought of it, he felt like he was betraying her.
Tony was sitting in his apartment, staring at his Goldfish Kate and Ziva. He didn't know why he had got the fish, when Kate died he thought it would keep him close to her, she wouldn't be forgotten. And Ziva the Goldfish, it seemed only fitting to get her. Even though Ziva was alive, it felt to him the way it felt when Kate died. Twice he had lost his best friend, twice he felt the heartbreak and void that once belonged to those two people. But the Goldfish didn't fill that void of Ziva, he couldn't bring Kate back, but Ziva was out there in the world, and he longed to hold her, even for a moment.
Tony was lost in thought, a movie played on the TV but he wasn't watching it, it was just background noise. A sudden hard knock on the door made Tony jump. It was midnight, who would be knocking on his door. Tony grabbed his gun just in case and headed to the door. Pulling it open the sight before him made his heart leap into his throat. After a moment Tony let out a quiet whisper
"Ziva" he choked out.
Standing there looking tired and disheveled was Ziva. She was looking around anxiously, something was clearly wrong
"Tony" she said not making eye contact, "Can you please let me in?"
Tony pulled himself from his trance and moved aside, Ziva went in shutting the door and bolting in behind her.
"Ziva" Tony said again, he had so many thoughts and questions running through his head but he couldn't muster a complete sentence
"Tony" Ziva said sounding out of breath "I need your help"