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The next day, Gibbs went into NCIS, holding a hand made frame. He had worked hard on it that night, and had decided that it was time Ziva stopped being ashamed. If she wanted to remember Ari as her brother, she should have the chance. The other agents had pictures of family at their desks, she should be able to as well. He went down to the lab, to find Abby and DiNozzo napping on the floor. The photo was nearly complete, though not quite. He was still shocked at how many pieces there were. Tony must have been in a rage. But, looking up again as the computer beeped, he found that the computer had finished putting the missing pieces were they belonged.

Abby woke with the beep and looked at him. He reached down a hand and helped her to her feet. "Finished," she proclaimed proudly through a yawn. He handed her a CAF POW! and kissed her on the cheek.

"Thank you, Abs, I mean it," he said.

"Don't mention it. I mean, it's the least I could do for you and her. I mean, she got your memory back, and you're, well, you're Gibbs," she said, smiling at him. "Plus, I kind of owed her," she said, looking down.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"I kinda, well, I kind of accused her of not caring about you," she mumbled. Looking up into his shocked gaze, she hurried to explain. "Okay, look, she was all hell bent on solving the case and didn't show any concern, and I was an emotional wreck, so we yelled, and then we fought. So I'm hoping that this makes us even," she said.

Gibbs sighed. It seemed that the Israeli just couldn't catch a break with the team. But he understood Abby's reaction. It was hard to deal with someone who rarely showed emotion, it was easy to think that they just didn't care. "Well, you working so hard to repair her photo will help. A lot," he stressed.

"They're related, aren't they?" she assumed. When he looked at her, confused, she continued. "I noticed when I was putting some of the pieces together that they share a lot of physical characteristics. So, are they related?" she asked.

"Yeah, Abs. Half siblings," Gibbs said quietly. Abby nodded, she had suspected as much, but it was still a shock.

"So, when the photo was destroyed-"

"It's the only recent photo of him that she owns. One of the only memories of happy times with him that she has."

Abby nodded again. "Then I'm glad I could help," she said, her voice stronger, and Tony moaned and woke up. Looking up at his boss, he winced and stood, remembering the night before. "Boss, about last night-" he started.

Gibbs interrupted him. "Apologize to Ziva. She says okay, then I'm okay."

Both Abby and Tony looked at him, shocked. Had Gibbs told someone to apologize? It was like a botanist telling someone that the grass was red.

"Boss, I thought you didn't-"

"I don't, DiNozzo. But you owe Ziva that much. So do it sometime today," Gibbs said before turning and walking out.

Abby looked at Tony, who was confused. "Yes, Gibbs told you to apologize to someone. Want my advise? Do it. She's your partner, Tony. She deserves to hear an apology from you."

"Why should I?" he yelled, knowing that he sounded like a seven year old, which just made him angrier. "She lied to us, Abby. Her teammates. By telling us that she was only his control officer and not his sister, she lied to us. Why would she do that unless she was hiding it from us, not wanting us to know?"

Abby got upset. She hated to talk about last year, but she had to. "Tony, we were all so happy that Ari was dead, and we were so mad at her for coming in and taking Kate's place, and being of the same nationality as her killer. What kind of a welcome could she have expected if we knew that she was the killer's sister? We would have had her packing her bags before she reached the Navy Yard. So she smiled, and didn't tell us how much it must have killed her to watch Gibbs kill her only brother." Tony bit his lip to avoid telling the truth, that Ziva had killed her brother to save Gibbs. Abby continued. "Imagine if the roles were reversed, Tony. What would you want her to do?" she asked as she pressed the print button. A copy of the picture printed out onto picture paper. It was as good as new. Abby was about to throw away the ripped pieces, when Tony stopped her.

"I've got them," he snapped. She just nodded and went to take the picture to Gibbs and Ziva.

Gibbs sat in his chair and turned on the computer. He was about to print off a file he needed when he heard Ziva come up to the desk.

"Gibbs, can I talk to you for a minute?" she asked quietly. He nodded and stood. They walked together to the elevator. Once it was stopped, he nodded to her to start and took a sip of coffee. "I was just wondering if you still wanted me on your team," she said quietly.

Gibbs stopped mid-sip. Studying her face, he saw that she probably hadn't slept at all that night, and that was after a very hectic week. "Why would you ask me that?"

"Well, Tony does not trust me, and I know that the rest of the team will probably side with him, not that I can blame them. They have been working together for a long time, and teams need to be able to trust each other. If Tony cannot trust me about a picture and my past, he cannot trust me in the field. And teams that do not trust each other in the field get each other killed. I was wondering if you were going to transfer me to another team, or just send me back to Israel."

A/N: I was tempted to make Tony play nice again right away, but I wanted to make this chapter and the next a bit more angsty. I hope you enjoy!