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My plan was to write my takes on Berlin, Revenge and Double Blind before they aired... That didn't end well... So now you have my take on the last last last scene(s) of season 10. Actually you have two endings.

- This one below is what I think really could happen or something like it. Of course it's still a bit AU...

- The next chapter is what I wish should happen. Really AU

I hope you will read both chapters! And sorry for any grammar mistakes.

It's about Tony and Ziva and I don't own them at all, sadly... Nor do I own NCIS

She had been fired. Ziva was fired from NCIS.

That was all he could think of when he drove home in a borrowed car. He was lucky that other people weren't driving this late otherwise the change of him spending the night in the hospital was big. He missed two red lights and at one point he found himself driving in the wrong side. His mind kept telling him to care about his safety, but he just couldn't. All he could think of was Ziva being fired and what had went wrong between them the past week. So much had happened and now he didn't even know what would happen in the future. Was he going to lose her? He couldn't figure out what page she was on when it came to him….

His mind was interrupted by a sound of an angry car behind him. He had forgotten to drive when the light had changed to green and now it was red again. Though nothing happened it was still and eye-opener, he needed to do something, he needed to talk with Ziva and he needed to go home safe.

Should he drive to her place or just call her? He had to check if she was alright, she had looked so broken when she left with all her stuff. Yeah he definitely had to talk with her, but first he had to go home and think of what to do and say. The light turned green and Tony was fast because all he wanted was to be home.

He had only gotten to change into sweatpants and a t-shirt when he heard a weak knock on his door. He was shocked that Ziva was standing there outside, but he was more shocked at how she looked. Her hair was a mess; she had a sad and angry look in her eyes. All in all it looked like she was about to break for real – it had been a tough week, not to mention a tough day.

Tony didn't know what to say and neither did Ziva. They only looked each other in the eyes which they actually hadn't done since she told him about her sleeping with Adam. That realization hit her hard and for the first time she let herself cry over what had happened since the car crash. Tony could see her break and he didn't even hesitate to take her hand and started to lead her to his couch. However, he only managed to close the door and get them halfway there before she fell to the floor crying her pain out. He sat next to her shaking form and took her in his arms.

He didn't know if it had been hours or only 15 minutes, but he didn't care, because the only thing that mattered was Ziva. He could hear that she had stopped crying and only shaking a bit once in a while, so he asked caringly, "tell me everything Ziva, tell me how you feel?" Maybe it was a bit of a cliché question, but he needed to know the answer, he needed to know how she felt about all of this.

She didn't look up at him, but she could feel how worried he was. Her voice was shaky though the more she talked the more reliable became her voice. "I… I… I'm… I am not quite sure how I feel or what it is that I'm feeling, however, I know I feel a bit lost… I have lost everything Tony…"

"You haven't lost me" Tony answered quietly.

For the first time in 100 years she actually smiled a bit, not much, but it stilled managed Tony's butterflies to wake a bit more. Ziva really had a huge effect on him; however, this wasn't the time to think about that.

Suddenly she got up and said, "I think I am ready to sit on the couch now". That line actually scared Tony because no way in hell she was about to put her walls back up! She always tried to be sarcastic when she didn't like the situation or felt uncomfortable.

He joined her on the couch and took both of her hands in his. "Ziva look at me. Don't put your walls back up, I want to be there for you and you will never lose me and haven't for that matter".

"Honestly Tony, I thought I had lost you, well apart of you, when I told you about me and Adam"… She took a deep breath before continuing, "I shouldn't have done it to you, done it to your trust. Me choosing a man I didn't even know over you, it wasn't fair, I'm really sorry Tony… I just needed to forget for a moment and Adam just happened to be there and one thing led to another and…" She looked him deep in the eyes and the hurt which had been there a week ago was gone, replaced with poor worry and love. Love, the first time she acknowledged it was in Berlin, but she knew it had been there at least since the bombing last year.

"Hey Ziva it's alright. I understand." He said and squeezed her hands. "What matters now is how we are going to get you back to work… And to support Gibbs with his last trials"…

After his words Ziva got awfully quiet and they sat on his couch, holding hands. It wasn't an awkward silence, but it was a painful one. Tony wasn't sure how many minutes it took, however, the time stopped when she broke the silence.

"That is actually why I came here tonight Tony… I am… I am not coming back to NCIS…. I have to leave the US within a month..." Ziva could feel her eyes tearing up again and Tony's sad eyes on her didn't help.

"What?" "Why?" Tony said almost as a whisper.

"National security"... She answered and looked down; she didn't want to look at him right now because she could literally feel the desperation and anger coming from him.

"I'm coming with you"! Tony stated firmly.

As much as she actually wanted him to come with her she knew it wasn't impossible. One day she truly hoped that she would get a happy life without too much bad luck. A life with Tony…

"Tony listen… You cannot come with me; they will see you as a traitor as well and… I cannot live with myself if you got into problems because of me…"

She could see the hurt in his eyes, but she could also see that he knew she was right.

They both sat on the couch, holding each other's hand, unknown to what would happen, both scared and lost. Will they get through it?

PHOOFS!

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