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Two Weeks Later….
He sat in his quarters, alone. He had no roommate since he was the agent afloat, having someone room with him could create a potential conflict of interest. He had several pictures of her that kept him company. She didn't know he had the ones of her in the bikini. She had specifically told McGee to delete them, but Tony got a hold of them first. He just took in her beauty and thought back to different times during their partnership that he remembered fondly. He would also think about the morning after she came to his apartment after they were all reassigned. Saying goodbye to her was one of the hardest things he had ever done.
The sun came up and was shining into Tony's bedroom. He rolled over and looked at his alarm clock, it was 0815. He had to be at the airport at 1000 to catch his flight to the aircraft carrier. He looked down at Ziva's sleeping form next to him. He didn't want to wake her because that would mean the night was over and they were leaving each other, but they had orders and they had to be followed.
"Sweet cheeks?" he said as he leaned over and placed a kiss on her shoulder.
"Mmmm," she moaned rolling over onto her back.
Tony kissed her lips, "we have to get up." He spoke plainly.
Her eyes opened and looked into his. Neither said a word, but understood what the other was thinking. This could be the last time they ever saw each other. Ziva moved closer to Tony and he wrapped his arms around her.
As they laid there in silence, Tony's cell phone began ringing. He was going to ignore it, but it may have had something to do with his assignment.
"DiNozzo."
"Tony, it's Abby."
"What's up?"
"Have you talked to Ziva? I tried calling and there was no answer and she didn't answer her door when I went by last night. I know she was unhappy yesterday and I want-"
"She's right here," Tony cut her off.
"Where are you?"
"My apartment."
"She's at your apartment?"
"That's what I said."
"Is she ok?"
Tony handed the phone to Ziva, "it's Abby."
"Abby?" Ziva said.
"Ziva! I was worried about you, I couldn't get a hold of you."
"Is everything ok?"
"I wanted to make sure you were ok. I went by your apartment last night and you weren't home."
"I have been at Tony's."
"You spent the night?"
"I did."
"I knew you two would finally figure out you had feelings for each other!"
"Abby, please."
"What's wrong?"
"I will call you later."
"Ok."
"Please do not say anything to anyone about where I have been."
"My lips are sealed."
"Thank you."
Ziva ended the call and handed the phone back to Tony.
"I better get going," Ziva said as she got up from the bed, wrapping herself in the sheet so she could gather her clothes.
Tony got up and walked to Ziva.
"Please don't ever forget I love you."
"I know," she said brushing past him and picking up her pants from the floor.
"Please don't be mad."
"I am not mad," she said as she continued picking her clothes up from their various landing points.
Tony stopped her from walking around the room and stood in front of her with his hands on her arms.
"Look at me," he said when he stare stayed on the floor.
She slowly moved her eyes up and met his.
"Don't shut me out."
"I am not," she said plainly.
"Ziva, come on. I know you are upset and I want to make sure you are ok."
"Upset? Of course I am. Everything I have has just been taken from me," she blurted out.
Tony was quite expecting that and wasn't sure what to say.
"I finally found a place I fit in and felt comfortable and I let myself fall in love with you," she trailed off.
"That's not a bad thing."
"My entire life has been about killing other people, not caring about other people. I changed while I was here and all I am getting out of it is pain. I never hurt like this back in Israel."
She tried to pull away from Tony, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her into a hug.
"This isn't easy for me either," he whispered in her ear.
Ziva started crying in Tony's arms. She surprised herself with her outpouring of emotion, but she felt so comfortable with him, it just came out.
"Please don't cry," Tony said, running his hands up and down her back.
They stayed like that for several minutes until the ringing of Tony's cell phone interrupted their moment. He placed a small kiss on her forehead as he stepped away from her to answer the phone. She immediately went to the bathroom.
The phone call was a secretary for NCIS letting him know there would be a car at his apartment in 30 minutes to take him to the airport. He threw his cell phone onto the bed and walked to the bathroom door. He just stood there and rested his forehead against it. He hated how this was making Ziva feel and the last thing he wanted to do was see her hurt.
About five minutes later she opened the door, almost causing Tony to fall because he had gotten lost in his own thoughts.
"I will let myself out," she said walking past him toward the bedroom door.
"Ziva," he said.
She stopped in her tracks, but did not turn around. He walked to her and stood in front of her.
"I will always love you," he said.
She closed her eyes and Tony saw a tear escape from the corner of her eye. He wiped it away with his thumb.
"I will always love you," she said in a whisper and moved past Tony and walked out the door. Several moments later he heard his front door close.
He stood in his bedroom, alone, and wiped his own tear from his cheek.
Good? Bad? I don't want this to be a typical story, so I'm going to open a couple of paths for it and see which one ends up working out. Let me know what you think!