Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or its characters.

A/N: To everyone who's reading this story, be patient, I promise that you're going to find out what happened two years ago very soon. Thanks to your reviews, keep them coming. And also thanks to the ones who are just reading it.

Mistakes…mine, as usual.

Chapter 3

A fresh start

The next days Tony took very good care of Ziva. He told her about NCIS, her former position as a Mossad assassin, the story about her family, her father, trying hard to avoid the sad details, her likes and dislikes ; their marriage, even when he failed to mention the reason why they were having a hard time. Every time that he talk about the good memories, he felt as he had never stop loving her, and the fear grew into his chest when he thought about the minute she will recover her memory.

After having spent an entire week at the hospital, Ziva was finally released. Her amnesia remained though.

The day Ziva was going to be released Tony went to the hospital to pick her up and drive her home. By the time they got home, she was scared. Even when she tried hard, nothing seemed familiar to her. Tony gave her a sympathetic look and then brought the suitcase into her room. While he was placing it over the bed, he heard Ziva asking him something from the door.

"Is this our bedroom"?

"No Ziva, it is yours, mine is at the end of the corridor"

"Why don't we share the room?"

"Because you said it was better that way"

"When did I say that?"

"Long time ago"

After having dinner Ziva went to the living room and found Tony's movies. She smilled internally, she did not remember why the things were wrong between them, but now she understood why she married him in the first place. He was still a child, and that was something that Ziva found extremely cute and sexy.

Abby had told her that Tony loved movies and maybe at this point she did not remember having loved him, but she knew that she liked him already and that he was her husband and if the pictures over the piano did not lie they were very happy once and now she knew…no matter what had happened she wanted that happiness back. If she had no memories, then she was going to make new ones, this time full or happiness.

"Hey Tony, do you want to watch a movie with me"

That night Gibbs was at his place, working on his boat, thinking on what was going on with his agents. He suffered something similar once, and he hated and blamed the rest of the world for his suffering, but he was not married any more, he had no wife to hold her responsible, even when he knew she was not. That was exactly what happened to Ziva. And now for better or for worse, she remembered nothing and maybe this was the chance that everyone had been asking for. A chance to start over, to forgive, to be happy.

Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by a voice

"Jethro, are you here?"

"Yep, good evening director", he said without looking at her

"We are not at the office anymore, are you angry with me" Jen said standing on the top of the stairs.

" Should I be?"

"What do you mean?"

"You can't fool me, I now you had something to do with Ziva's accident"

"How dare you, I'll never hurt her, she's like a daughter to me, how can you say that?"

"How dare you Jen" Gibbs said raising his voice. Her marriage and her life are falling apart and you sent her undercover !!. DiNozzo thinks that he has lost control, he does not know why his wife is always late. What is your next plan Jen?, to make her recover her memory so she can get back to work? I don't know why it surprises me work has always been all that mattered to you. Good Ziva is like your daughter, I do not want to imagine what would you've done if she was not"

Jen's eyes were full of tears

"Do not say that Jethro, I never wanted to hurt her, she asked me to give her something, anything that kept her mind busy and I did. I was just trying to help"

"And you thought that by doing that you were helping her?"

"The situation with Tony was becoming worse I just...I just wanted her to focus her anger on the job rather than her husband", Jen said her voice growing louder.

"Sorry Jen, it's just that…"

"You love her too, you love them both. Me too, and I'm suffering as well. I want them to be happy I want to see her smile again…but it is not up to us Jethro"

"I know"

Once they were calmed they sat on the bottom of the stairs.

"Why do you think that her undercover operation had something to do with the accident?"

"My gut"

"Then we have to investigate it even further" She said while she took his left hand and laced her fingers through his.

While they're watching the movie, Ziva sat closer to Tony and suddenly he wrapped his arms around her, as she laid her head on his chest. After they finished watching Pirates of the Caribbean Tony realised that Ziva was already asleep. He carefully lifted her in his arms and carried her to her bed. He leaned down and dropped a kiss on her cheek. "Good night Zee".

The next morning a delicious smell coming from the kitchen made Tony get up. It was 7:00 a.m. but he did not care.

"Good morning Tony"

"Morning"

"Did I wake you up?"

"No, the smell did. What are you making for breakfast?"

"Oh, you'll see"

"I thought you had amnesia"

"I do, but I can read, and that's where this recipe came from. Go and take a seat, this will be ready in a minute"

Tony was more than happy. Maybe she couldn't remember, but his wife, the Ziva he married six years ago and the woman he had ever loved was finally back.

The days went by and they were living on a honey moon. Everything was perfect. They talked, laughed, played, watched movies. They were happy.

One night Tony could not sleep and went down for a glass with milk. He did not know, but Ziva could not sleep either, she was already in the kitchen.

"You can't sleep?"

"Nop"

"Neither did I, can I get you something?"

"I was thinking about a glass with milk"

When Ziva gave him the milk their fingers slightly touched and they stared at each other. Without knowing how, Tony leaned foreward and touched his lips to hers.

"Sorry Ziva, I…I don't know what happened…It will never hap…."

Before he could finish his apology, Ziva put a finger on his lips and then she kissed him, he returned it eagerly.

"I love you Tony"

"I love you too, sweetcheeks"

They made their way to her bedroom. Kissing and caressing each other every step of the way.

For the first time in two years, they made love. Their lovemaking that night was full of love, passion and desire. The way they used to. But this time love was the most important ingredient, love was on the top of everything.

The next morning Tony was the first one who woke up, he stayed in bed a bit longer contemplating the view. Oh! he loved her so damn much that sometimes it did hurt. After a couple of minutes he decided to surprise her with breakfast in bed. He placed a kiss on her forehead before heading to the kitchen.

While he was making french toast, something came through the kitchen window and Tony fell into the floor.

The noise woke Ziva up and she came down, running from her bedroom only to find Tony bleeding and unconscious.