It was in the corner that Tony found her, wrapped up in her arms she looked so very small and vulnerable.
She glanced up at him, noticing his empty hands, no paperwork. He sits down on the floor beside and wraps and arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. Ziva resists, she always does.
"You are not fine"
"No Tony, no I am not" It was a whisper against his shirt, he can feel her head resting on his shoulder. They just sat there.
"They hurt me Tony and I could not do anything to stop them, I tried, I did, but" her voice trails off and Tony's cuts in. "I know Ziva, I know, but they wont hurt you not any more, they are dead Ziva, all of them."
"I see them everywhere, Tony, they follow me, even in my dreams I can not escape. Every time someone touches me all I think of is Saleem and his men." Tony moves to draw his arm back but Ziva simply moves closer to him.
"You are going to get a wreak Tony, it is only fair I let you know."
"Your not wreaked Ziva, just got a dent or two"
"I am not a car Tony" Ziva sounds annoyed Tony smiles,
"There's my crazy ninja" .
Tony's voice becomes serious again "Ziva when I said I couldn't live without you I meant it but that does not mean we have to have a relationship, I just want to help, to know you are safe"
Ziva places a chaste kiss on his lips, stopping him mid flow. "It will take me a long time Tony"
"I will always wait for you"
"I know"
They sit there in silence, both thinking.
"Gibbs is going to kill us" Ziva sighs.
Guess it is time for a disclaimer: I own nothing but an imagination.