Thank you all so much for your wonderful reviews they mean a lot to me! Sorry it took awhile I wasn't sure where to take this chapter. Any positive and constructive feedback is welcome. Anyways I won't hold you any longer, here's chapter 2. Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or any of its characters. And a very special thanks to NCIStiva3 for being a wonderful beta.
The next morning Ziva awoke with a burst of energy, and she felt as if she were on top of the world, although a little unsure of its cause but that wasn't about to stop her. Ziva made her way out the door and down the street to a little bakery she had spotted on the drive to her new apartment. After ordering a bagel and a large coffee, she started to make her way home. As she entered her building, she turned the corner to the elevators and was nearly knocked off of her feet, when she suddenly collided with a young woman.
"I am so sorry, I wasn't paying attention.", the woman with golden hair explained.
"It's no problem, I'm afraid I wasn't paying much attention either.", said Ziva with a small smile.
"I'm Georgia Harris, but everyone calls me Georgie." she greeted with a smile, as they boarded the elevator.
"I'm Ziva David, nice to meet you." Ziva replied politely.
"Are you new here, I don't think I've seen you around here before." Georgia asked, continuing the conversation further.
"Yes and no", Ziva replied with a smile. "I lived in D.C. two years ago but my job transferred me out to Israel, but now here I am again."
As they stepped out of the elevator Georgia turned to Ziva. "I'm in apartment 302 if you ever need anything." Ziva smiled and thanked her and turned to make her way to her own apartment. As the day progressed Ziva managed to unpack 6 of the 30 boxes she had stacked in her apartment and was feeling quite proud of herself. It was around 6:30 and she was beginning to develop an appetite so she decided to head out for some dinner.
They next few days passed by in blur, with Ziva trying to adjust to her new routine and constantly watching her back hoping no one would recognize her. At the end of the week she had managed to clear her entire weekend in which she planned to do absolutely nothing but recuperate from the hectic week. As she made her way out of her apartment to pick up some dinner, when she decided she should ask Georgia to join her, she had been friendly and it was time she started making new plans.
She made her way to Georgia's apartment, number 302 where she had every intention of inviting her to dinner, that was until Georgia answered the door.
Hi Georgia, I know this is last minute, but…", Ziva stopped short when she heard a voice, a man's voice ask "is that the Chinese."
Tony.
He hadn't moved, he was dating someone, he was dating Georgia. It all made sense now. Feeling somewhat humiliated, Ziva muttered a simple "I see you have company, maybe another time." before turning to leave as fast as she could, but it was too late. Tony had gotten up from his spot and made his way to the door to see who had gained the attention of his fiancee', but he was not expecting to see the woman on the other side of the door frame.