Three weeks later and there still was no change. Tony was released from the hospital, and he was on desk duty for a month. Ziva and Aaron had more permanently moved in to Tony's house. Tony' spare bedroom was turned into a kid's room. The walls were painted red with Spiderman wallpaper on the walls. The Ferrari bed was placed against a wall, and the guard rail was up. McGee and Gibbs had went out and bought Ziva and Aaron some more clothes.

This night, Tony and Ziva where curled up on the couch watching Made of Honor. Ziva's head was rested against Tony's shoulder as she inattentively listened to the movie.

"His shorts are way to short Tony." Ziva stated when the short shorted basketball player came up. Tony laughed.

"That's how they wore them in the day. In fact, I used to own a pair. I would break them out in front of the ladies." Ziva laughed, but then shuddered at the thought of Tony in those shorts.

"That would be gross." Ziva complained, picking up a piece of popcorn, and throwing it in her mouth. Tony looked at her, grabbed a handful of popcorn, and threw it at her. Ziva took her own handful, and threw it at him. Tony grabbed the whole bucket of popcorn, and dumped it in her hair.

"That is it. You are a dead man." Ziva threatened, jumping off of the couch, and taking a lounge at him. Tony quickly jumped off the couch, missing a leaping Ziva.

"Ha-ha! The ninja missed me! The ninja- oh crap." Tony said, as he ducked out of the way of a remote control. Ziva took this distraction of Tony's and dove at him, knocking him to the ground.

"I did not miss this time Tony." Ziva said, matter-of-factly. Tony started deeply into Ziva's eyes, and Ziva started into his. Tony lifted his head up a bit, to get closer to Ziva's.

"Tony…" Ziva warned, but it was too late, Tony's lips came crashing upon hers. Ziva was taken back, to stunned to kiss him back. When Ziva started kissing him back, she felt wrong. Tony was her partner, and nothing more, though she wanted him to be. If she and Tony were together, things could end badly, and worse, it would effect Aaron.

Ziva put her hands on Tony's face, breaking them away. She stood up of him, and straightened her clothes out. Tony stood up, grasping Ziva's hand, and keeping her from leaving.

"You alright there Ziv?" Tony asked, clearly worried for her. When Tony kissed her, he felt all his problems go away. It was just him and Ziva for the time being.

"I can not do this Tony. I must go." Ziva said, pulling her hand out of his grasp, and running out the door. Tony chased after her, but gave up outside his apartment as he realized he couldn't leave Aaron.

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Tony didn't sleep all night. When his phone rang at 7:00 in the morning, he immedialty jumped on it, hoping it was Ziva. He was disappointed when Gibbs voice came from the other side, telling him to get Ziva, and come in. Tony asked if Gibbs had seen Ziva, and he answered no. Tony hung up the phone, and got Aaron ready to come into NCIS.

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Tony sat at his desk at 10:00, with no signs of Ziva still. Aaron sat on the ground, casually drawing a picture. Tony began to worry about Ziva. What if Jacob had gotten her? What is she was hurt, and he had no clue where she was, worse, what if she was dead. The elevator beep broke him out of that thought as Ziva stepped out, wearing the same clothes she had on yesterday. Ziva sat at her desk, acting casually, like nothing was wrong. Aaron lit up, and ran up to his mother, showing her his picture.

"Look Mommy. It me, you, and Daddy." Aaron said excitedly, pointing the stick figures. "You like?" Aaron asked.

"Aaron, it is wonderful." Ziva commented on Aaron's drawing, playing with his hair.

"Do you like Daddy's shirt?" Aaron asked, pointing to a scribble of blue on the tallest sticks' body.

"She doesn't care." Tony mumbled to himself. Ziva somehow, picked it up and stared back at him.

"Excuse me Tony." Ziva shot back, hoping that what she heard wasn't what she heard.

"I said you don't care. You only care about yourself." Ziva shot him a death look, which Tony seemed to ignore.

"What are you talking about Tony?"

"Yesterday, Ziva yesterday. When you walked out of me, and then ignored all my calls. I thought you were dead, that Jacob got you. You were too damn selfish to think of calling to let me know you're ok." Tony stood up and walked over towards her desk. Aaron crawled over to McGee's lap, as McGee sat on the sidelines in shock.

"I am sorry. I did not think about calling you."

"You were too worried about yourself to call me. Maybe everyone was right, maybe you are a heartless killer that doesn't care about anyone but herself." Tony yelled at her. Tears brimmed in Ziva's eyes as she realized he was right. That night, Ziva ran away and hid away in her apartment, not caring to think about Tony and the state he was left in.

Ziva lifted her right hand, and smacked him hard against the face, a tear falling freely from her eye as she did so. Ziva stormed over to McGee's desk, and grabbed Aaron, pulling him with her.

She walked towards the elevator, and walked out of his life….

Maybe forever.