Ok, this is crap. I just watched the Road Kill episode and it was nice :). I liked the things I noticed between Tony and Ziva. Probably just my imagination in overdrive. But I wrote about that here - partly, anyway.
The situation at NCIS had turned back to the way it used to be. No more spies, traitors or anything alike, just the regular cases they'd always had. Back to normal, back to the way things were before the whole Lee debacle.
But she sensed something, a heavier layer to their usual banter. An atmosphere laced with tension, with what could have been. The looks were more lingering, loaded with something she could not name.
They stood closer together, stepping over the colleague-space and into personal space. Not that she minded. It was not irritating, but rather more comforting to know that he was at the same place she was. Ready for it.
They were on the border, she could tell. Debating internally what to do. Relying on the other one, getting to know them better. The information she had shared with Tony about Shmiel Rubenstein was not very important, only trivial to what was going on in their lives. But she shared, which was more than she did in the beginning. She could feel he noticed, too, and he enjoyed these little snippets into Ziva David's life.
But later on, the conversation in the bullpen, that had meant something. She basically admitted she had never had the time or the right to be a child, to act childless without a care in the world. She had grown up with rules, regulations. Not with toys and fluffy animals. However much she had wanted to plays with them, she had never been allowed to. Always the good child, the miniature replica of her parents.
But maybe Tony was right. Now she had the chance to catch up on those stolen moments. Nobody was here to tell her not to.
She looked around more precisely. Nobody was here. The bullpen was entirely deserted. Tony had left the building, inviting her to join him but she had reclined. And now she was alone.
Smiling, she walked to the middle of the bullpen, looking around once more. Where had Gibbs and McGee gone to? She hadn't noticed them leaving.
Shaking the thought of, she stood in the middle of the room, for a moment thinking about what to do now she had this precious moment on her own.
She didn't need to think, really. Her mind already knew.
I can't believe I have to wait two weeks for Silent Night! Stupid week-breaks!