Ziva came into the bullpen on a Monday morning. The last weekend was their free weekend. She hated Mondays, but this day she didn't want to go to work, but she had to. She sat down behind her desk not even caring about the others. "Morning Ziva.", Tony cheered. "Morning.", she replied not looking up from her computer. Tony knew something was wrong with her. He starred at her till she stopped him with her mossad-ninja-look. He looked back at his desk doing his paperwork, but he couldn't really concentrate. He had to think about Ziva and what's bothering her. He wanted to help her, but he couldn't. That was freaking him out.
In their break Ziva went straight away into the elevator, but Tony speeded in it with her. She sighed. "Ziva, what's going on?", he ask worried. "Nothing, Tony, really, I'm just having a bad day.", she answered annoyed. "Ziva, I just want to help you, so please tell me what's bothering you.", Tony continued. "Well, my father called me last night and he wants me to come back to Israel, but I want to stay here. Here is my new home. Here is my family, here is the one I love.", she said and quickly quiet after she noticed what she just said. Tony looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "The one you love?", he asked her. She sighed again. He held her in his arms. "Ziva, do you love me?", he then asked and Ziva blushed. "I wasn't talking about you, Tony.", she answered not looking into his eyes. "Not?", he asked amused. "Ziva, but I do love you! You mean everything and I won't let you go to Israel. I love you, Zi.", Tony told her and kissed her cheek. She looked into his eyes. "Tony, I love you too.", she finally admitted and they kissed each other.