Here's the second part of A Phone Call. Hope you like it!

Tony sighed and looked over at his partner. He thought her death wish had ended once she had gotten back here, to America, but apparently it hadn't. He waved goodbye to McGee, and made sure Gibbs wasn't there before going over to her desk. She looked up at you from her paperwork; you may sleep side-by-side, and you may be her partner, but she is still Ziva, and is still to be feared around paper clips. "Yes?"

Tony looked at her for a moment, trying to summon the right words to his mind. "Okay, I'm just going to spit this out. Do you have a death wish!?"

Ziva looked shocked. "What are you talking about?"

Tony just stared at her, this impossible girl who still defied all odds. "I'm talking about standing in front of a truck that was heading right for you and not moving an inch, let alone getting out of the way."

"Oh. That."

Ziva looked down, and suddenly looked a little… ashamed… of herself. He looked at her and waited for an answer. "Ziva…"

This was accompanied by a well-meaning look. She looked up at him, her thoughts now gathered. "I do not have a death-wish Tony. I knew the truck would stop in time."

He threw up his arms at the ceiling, wondering how she had survived child-hood. "Oh, you knew it would stop. By chance, could you tell me that so I don't nearly wet my pants?!"

She smiled at her, her sweet smile that made his heart pound. "Of course."

In all seriousness, she continued. "Tony, I do not have a death wish. Really and truly, I am fine. I do not want to die. When that truck came towards me, my heart was pounding, but I stood my ground because that's all I know how to do."

She smiled a sadder smile. "I do know how you feel, you know. Everytime I hear a gunshot and you're nearby, I have to assure myself you are all right."

Tony looked at her from his position on the floor. He had slid down until he was next to her desk, and she had gotten out of her chair and sat next to her. "That's good to know."

She smiled and gave him a playful punch. "If I died, you wouldn't have anyone to chase all those blondes away."

He smiled, knowing they would be all right.