AN. WOW so I guess I know what it takes for you guys to review! Basically a lot of hot sex! Okay so this chapter hasn't got any sexy but I really hope I get as many reviews (please!) because I really like this chapter. It's a little cooky and there's no way I would want this to actually happen on the show but then I guess that's why it's FANFICTION. Anyway- PLEASE REVIEW! It makes me really happy and you don't want to dissappoint me after the review splurge of last chapter...

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SPOILERS: Season 7: Episode 1

Black Swan

They rushed in as soon as they heard the crash. It echoed off the kitchen walls and came at them louder than a normal crash should. Loud enough to shake them inside.

"Ziva!" Tony called out when they were running through the door; she had been bad lately and neither of them wanted to see her hurt anymore. She didn't answer but they were right in front of her soon enough anyway.

Her eyes were bright; too bright and there was a half smile on her thin ragged face. By her feet were broken pieces of the plate she must have been carrying. The white shards were across the whole kitchen floor and Ziva's half smile seemed to grow.

"Did you hear it?" she asked, her voice too light and carefree to be the Ziva they knew.

Without any warning she turned around and picked up another white plate, dropping it with an almighty crash; that dreadful half smile lighting up her face.

"Did you hear it Tony?" she asked again and Tony couldn't answer, only shake his head and slowly move closer. It looked like something in Ziva had snapped. It wasn't a question of if she was crazy or not now; it was a question of how crazy she was and whether she could come back to them.

As she picked up another plate and threw it over Tony's shoulder, missing Gibbs by inches, the two men looked at each other fearfully.

"Did you hear it?" she asked again and Tony looked back at her, the tears forming in his eyes and running down his cheeks.

"No I didn't Zi," he whispered back.

-

After that they put her away in a beautiful place with lots of other crazy people but no matter how beautiful it was, with its large gardens and the big old house, Tony didn't want her in there.

He came to visit her nearly every day, sometimes with Gibbs or McGee or Abby but more often alone. Every time he came in she would be halfway down the stairs, running towards him a huge smile on her face that he had never seen before she went crazy.

Sometimes he joked about her 'spidey sense'; how she always knew he was coming but then that brought back painful memories of their movie night so he stopped before she could even comprehend what he was saying.

She would always greet him with a hug that rivalled Abby's and although he had wanted to hold her for so long these hugs felt foreign and not like Ziva at all. She would then step back, looking at him straight in the eye and ask,

"Did you hear it Tony?"

Every time she asked him that it was like someone was stabbing him in the chest with an icy knife but he never let her onto it, simply replying,

"No I didn't Zi."

-

Months passed and Gibbs never complained about Tony being late after seeing Ziva, probably because he got twice as much work done because he never goofed off anymore but more like because he wished he had to guts to go and see Ziva. Tony understood, Gibbs had already lost so many people he couldn't see his strong Ziva lost to herself. Tony kept on going though, because although it hurt him to see her so crazy she was always so happy to see him and he valued her happiness over everything else.

It was that morning though that changed everything. He came in at the same time he always did and she was halfway down the stairs like she always was but today there was no huge smile on her face. She wore a scowl that stirred something deep in her eyes and the look was so much like pre-crazy Ziva that Tony's breath hitched in his chest.

"Did you hear it?" she asked after a hug that wasn't warm and big like the ones she had given him every day since she came here but hard and fast like he knew they would have been all those years ago and without him realising it a tiny seed of hope formed in his heart.

"No Ziva, I didn't," he replied and as their visit progressed he found himself with the psychiatrist, speaking to him for the first time since he and Gibbs and brought her there.

"She seems a bit better today," the psychiatrist said in his clipped, formal tone. "A bit more with than she usually is," and as Tony watched her staring at the doctor like she was going to pick up the paperclip from the desk and kill he silently agreed. The seed of hope grew.

The psychiatrist left soon after that and suddenly Ziva was right in front of Tony's face, invading his personal space the way only the old Ziva could. The seed grew even bigger.

Until he saw the plate.

With an almighty crash the plate dropped from her small hands and as they plate hit the floor, breaking into a million pieces Ziva let out the most heart breaking sound Tony had ever heard. It was halfway between a sob and a whimper and for once he heard the sound that must have been trapped inside her head for all of these months.

"Did you hear it Tony?" she asked, her voice filled with pain and worry.

"Yes Zi, I heard it," he replied, choking on his own fear, relief and tears.

-

He was so late to work that day as he couldn't leave Ziva but after seeing the look of hope and happiness on his face Gibbs couldn't punish him for it.

The next day he went to visit her again, the seed of hope feeling strange in his chest.

He opened the door and turned around to shut it, almost too scared to see what Ziva would be like.

She came bounding down the stairs, a huge smile on her face and wrapped Tony in a tight, warm hug.

"Did you hear it?" she asked, her voice carefree and her eyes bright.

"Yes, how could I not hear it Zi?"

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