Chapter 5
Tony stands there in shock. He shook his head "no." His eyes search for some joke, but he cannot find it. Ziva watches him confusion. "Tony, please, talk to me. What's going on?" Ziva asked.
"Ziva, tell me who you are. Tell me everything you remember."
"I am Officer Ziva David of Mossad. Tony, I repeat, please tell me what's going on."
"You…you…three days ago you called Gibbs for help, Ziva. It was a voicemail. In that voicemail, you said there were five people in this house. Before you can finish the second part of your statement, there was an explosion, and the line went dead. Gibbs called us in the office and we tracked your phone to this location. I reached here a day later to find you on the floor unconscious. I bagged evidence I found, I took fingerprint, I treated it like a crime scene. I moved you into your parents' bedroom. I dresses your wound and contacted Gibbs. The rest of the team has shipped out. They should be here soon." Tony said. His eyes fighting back tears.
"Oh God." Ziva said. She dropped to her knees. Her heart full of pain. Tony moves to comfort her. He kneels next to her, wrapping her arms around her.
"Ziva, you lost your memory okay. You have to give it some time."
"Some time? Tony I…" Ziva started. She was cut off by the sound of cars approaching outside. Before the engine could turn off, Abby busted through the door. Tony and Ziva stood up.
"Ziva!" Abby screamed. "Thank God you're not dead." She ran over to Ziva and gave her a big hug. Her body grew tense. Her memory of a better friendship with Abby was gone. Abby can sense the awkward feeling coming from Ziva. Abby watched at arm's length with a questioned look on her face. "Ziva are you okay?"
"Abby, give her some space." McGee said. He walked in and headed straight to Ziva. Stopping in front of her, he smiled. "It's great to see that you are okay. I'm glad."
"We're all glad that you are okay." Gibbs said. He walked into the house, followed by Vance and Ellie. Ziva stood wide eyed. She stared back and forth from Vance and Ellie.
"Who are they?" Ziva asked.
I understand if you don't know who she is, but you should know Vance." McGee said. All eyes were on Ziva. She stood there, watching him hard, trying to recall her memory, but no avail could she remember him.
"Ziva. That's Vance. The Director of NCIS." Abby said.
Ziva looked at Abby puzzled. She shook her head "no" and said, "That can't be true, Abby. Jenny Shepherd is the Director NCIS. She is the reason that I am here."
The room remained silent. Ziva searched all the faces for someone to give her an answer. All their heads hang low, including Gibbs. She continued to stare at him. She knew if anyone would tell her the truth it would be him. Gibbs could feel her eyes staring into him, piercing his soul. He looks up at her. He opened his mouth and closed it again. Gibbs expression hold sadly on he said, "Ziva, Jenny has died over years now. You no longer work at NCIS. It's been a year since you left. We came here cause we were worried about you. We are here to see who is trying to kill you."
Tony stepped forward and rest his hand on her shoulder. "Ziva, we're here if you need us." She turned around and looked up at him. Tear filled her eyes but she refuses to cry. She walks past him and continues to the bedroom. Tony followed behind, but he was to slow. She closed the door and shut him out.
"Zi…Ziva." Tony said. He knocked on the door.
"Tony, I'm okay." Ziva said. "I'll be fine." She cries softly. Tony stayed at the door as he can hear her crying. He grabbed the door knob and waited second guessing his decision.
"Tony." Gibbs called. He turned around at the sound of his name. All Gibbs did was nod. Tony understood, and entered the room. He found a crying Ziva siting on the floor. He bent down and picked her up carrying her to the bed. She didn't bother to fight, she wanted the comfort. He just laid with her as she cried herself to sleep.
