Many thanks to those who took the time out to write a review. Once again, I keep saying it to Surferdude for beta-reading this. Any language mistakes left are all mine. I hope I haven't missed a few. (LOL, thx) Read, enjoy and leave a review.
Chapter 3
Calming down
Ziva spat at him and walked away. Kensi was furious. Sam tried to calm her down, but as soon as he released her, she went after Ziva.
She caught Ziva who was just about to leave the gym. She grabbed her by the arm. 'Who the hell do you think you are?' Kensi all but yelled.
Ziva spun around and with a few swift moves, she had Kensi incapacitated and by the throat. Ziva, very slowly and with an ice cold voice, gave an answer to Kensi's question. 'I used to be his wife and I AM and ALWAYS will be the mother of his son.'
Kensi began to choke under Ziva's dead grip. Deeks, who had followed Ziva into the gym was about to intervene when he felt a hand grabbing his arm.
'I wouldn't do that if I were you, Mister Deeks, not if you want to walk out of here alive,' Hetty advised the young agent.
'She's killing Kensi!' Deeks protested.
'Let me handle it.' Hetty shoved Deeks out of the gym and turned to Ziva. 'Agent David, I am ordering you to let go of Agent Blye,' she said in her most threatening voice that was even known to scare Sam.
Ziva turned and faced Hetty while still holding Kensi. A silent stand-off ensued. All of a sudden, she pushed Kensi away from her. Kensi stumbled to the ground, desperately trying to take deep life-giving-breaths.
'As you wish, Agent Lang,' Ziva said, her eyes cold. Ziva was once again about to leave the gym when she turned. 'I will take the next flight out of here and fly back to DC as I am no longer needed or wanted here.'
Hetty took a mental note of that, but she needed to check on her team first before she addressed the problem of Agent David behavior. She walked to Kensi and, after being satisfied enough that she was alright, she went on to check on Callen.
Hetty stood quietly by as Callen was being pulled up by Sam. 'You okay?' Sam asked him.
Callen nodded. 'Yeah, I'll be fine. She needed to get it out of her system and I did deserve it.'
'I'm sorry, man. I caused all of this. I told her about our conversation earlier. She seemed very angry with you for not opening the second letter,' Sam told him.
'Yeah, I know. But why?' G. wondered.
'She lost Zach when he was seven months, G.,' Sam said.
'Zach?'
'Zachary Callen David. The first letter she wrote was to tell you about him. The second letter was to let you know that your son had died.' Sam knew that with this news he would hurt his best friend, but he needed to know. He needed to know why Ziva had reacted the way that she had done just now.
Callen's face crumbled. 'Oh, god what have I done? No wonder she called me a selfish bastard. I didn't say or do anything to help her, oh god. I need to talk to her.' Callen turned to leave and follow Ziva.
Hetty intervened. 'I don't think you should talk to her right now, she needs to calm down before you two talk about anything. Let's first check on the wounds we have sustained now, shall we?'
Hetty, Callen, Sam and Kensi left the gym. The entire team was taking in the news about Callen and Ziva. Callen took it very hard. He felt guilty for leaving her and his son. He felt guilty for not responding to her two letters. He would make it up to her, but first he needed to put ice on his wounds and she needed some time and space to calm down.
Hetty rescheduled the sketch artist for the next day and send everyone home. The following morning, when Hetty was one of the first to enter the building, she wasn't surprised to see Agent David waiting for her.
'Agent Lang, I would like to apologize for my behavior the previous day. I was…..' Ziva took a deep breath, 'out of order and very unprofessional.'
'Yes, you were,' agreed Hetty. 'But, given the circumstances, it was understandable.'
Ziva shook her head. 'No, it was inexcusable. I will report myself to Director Vance and await his sanction.'
'You will do no such thing, Agent David and you will also not be on the next flight back to DC. You are needed here and you will finish the assignment as it was given to you and then and only then you will book a flight back to DC. Have I made myself clear, Agent David?'
'Yes, ma'am.' Ziva still understood taking orders even though she wasn't Mossad anymore.
The rest of the team slowly began dripping in and Ziva knew she had some apologies to make. She nodded to Sam and came to a stop in front of Kensi's desk. She coughed in order to make her presence known. Kensi looked up at her. If looks could kill, Ziva would be dead and buried right then and there.
'Agent Blye, I wish to offer you my sincere apologies for my behavior yesterday and if I caused you any harm, I am very sorry for that,' Ziva said sincerely.
Kensi nodded. She had gotten the entire story from Sam yesterday and, although she still would defend Callen again if such a thing would occur again, she also understood Ziva's side a little bit now.
'What would you have done if I had struggled more?' Kensi asked. Ziva said nothing. Kensi and Ziva starred at each other. 'Ah, I see,' Kensi said, understanding she probably would have been killed.
Ziva turned to Deeks and Sam. 'I also would like to apologize to you two. If I have insulted you, I am sorry if I did.'
'No worries,' said Sam. 'We're good.'
Deeks look at Sam. 'We are?' Deeks asked him.
'Yes, we are.' Sam gave Deeks a look.
'Ok, we are,' Deeks agreed.
Ziva took a very deep breath and turned to the last person in the team she switched to Hebrew, it was safer more familiar.
'We need to talk….but not now. Come to my hotel for diner and we'll talk then,' Ziva said.
Callen nodded.
TBC….
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