It was getting closer to the time when people would pack their things and leave. Ziva had been called into the Director's office and hadn't re appeared yet. Tony looked at Kari and sighed heavily, maybe he should do the talking?
He got up and walked towards Kari, doing his best to form some sensible words in his head. "Tony?" she asked as she twirled around in the chair and popped her head phones out of her ears. She tilted her head, he seemed a little nervous and he wouldn't stop running his hands through his hair, even for Tony it was a little weird. "Kari, McGee had noticed something, ah, um-" he stopped before he dug the hole any deeper. Kari raised her eyebrow and looked at him bewilderedly "Out with it!" she demanded like a child, getting pretty impatient, Tony noticed the flame in her eyes, it was similar to Ziva's when she got angry. "Your arms!" he blurted out, his eyes closing shut tightly for a second. He then opened them dreading her response, Her face seemed to darken and she looked towards the ground. "I- d-ont want to talk about it" she whispered, but loud enough for Tony to catch. His face softened and his body language becomes more approachable "Kari, if there's something bothering you. You really should talk to someone, if you don't want to talk to Ziva, you can talk to me about it" he said with ever once of his kind and caring side poured into each and every word. Kari gave a small smile and looked up "I try to stop, I honestly do. But trying wasn't enough, he kept on pushing me, pushing me over my limits and I crumbled then he-" she stopped as the familiar lump in her throat etched forward. Tony kind of guessed it was Ziva's father who lied about her death and supposedly looked after her, he was thankful Ziva shared this information with him. "Kari did he?" Tony asked, thinking he didn't need to say the last tormenting and disturbing words. She nodded "He didn't, the men he left me with sometimes did, but when I went to him and told him, he said it would make me grow stronger as a Mossad officer and as a person" Kari said, her voice slowly leaving its capability to speak loud enough for Tony to hear. Tony's sympathy grew only stronger for Kari as she silently wept, she had been mistreated in many ways, the man who was meant to be her grandfather had held little or no love for her at all.
Ziva got out of the Directors office at last, it wasn't anything serious just a few warnings about taking any cases which would defiantly leave Kari alone without anyone, but Jen knew Ziva more than that, she would come out alive in many situations.
"Kari I thought we could rent a-" she began but stopped as she caught sight of a quiet and troubled looking Kari, and a deeply concerned Tony, she didn't go to Kari first, that would be stupid, she doubted she would get answers out of Kari firstly anyway so she directed her self to Tony and pulled him over to his desk. "Why is Kari crying?" she demanded, but her voice was calm and her frame collected. Tony huffed and warily looked at her dead in the eyes. "I really shouldn't tell you" he chuckled "I'm not the one to tell you, she is," he told Ziva, all his worried looks and glances still passing over Kari. "Why would she talk to me Tony?" she asked sarcastically. Tony looked at her, wasn't it obvious? "Because you're her mother Zee-vah" he stated and went back to Kari, he whispered something in her ear and she slowly paced towards Ziva and fell into her arms. Ziva blinked quickly for a second before understanding why she was hugging her. "I think we should talk" Ziva said soothingly and rubbed her head softly, trying to calm her sobs.
Tony watched the two leave, he leaned back and sighed, and contently knowing that he had defused and saved a very disturbingly awkward situation. McGee watched from his desk, he smiled, as Tony's loving eyes didn't leave the two. It was a sweet thing to watch, but then it dawned on him that they hadn't even noticed he was there. "Just the god damn Probie" he said with a loud and heavy sigh, where was Gibbs anyway? Oh yeah, he was taking Abby out for dinner! Ducky was going too. Nothing special or anything, just dinner.
"PROBIE!" Tony yelled to a daydreaming McGee, "Uh yeah Tony?" he stuttered and rubbed his heavy eyes. "I'm heading home, you should too, you're out of it," he said in a caring yet annoying tone of voice. McGee just nodded and let his headrest on the desk for a second, letting Tony leave fully before picking up his things and making a move himself.
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