Strange Happenings

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Chapter Three - Run Away

Tony had sat with Ziva for about ten minutes, stroking her hair until she had calmed down. The present day Ziva was a lot different to the Ziva from two years ago. Never would that Ziva have let anybody see her cry, and she would definately not have let anyone comfort her, let alone Anthony Dinozzo. Tony sighed as Ziva lifted her head up to look at him.

"Hey, I know this is hard to deal with right now, and all I want to do is take you home, but we need to go back inside and let Gibbs know what has happened"Tony said gently to Ziva.

She didn't answer, but shook her head slowly in an agreeing motion. Tony helped her up, then picked up the box and placed the mannequin and note back inside. He followed Ziva into the building and into the elevator. The ride up to the ballpen was slow, but Tony used the opportunity to watch Ziva. He could tell a lot by the way she held herself, by the way her eyes looked. Right now, all Tony could see was a broken shell of a woman. Not the 'crazy ninja chick' he had fallen in love with. Although, that information was extremely classified. Only Tony knew his true feelings. He was sure that Ziva knew that he cared for her, but she didn't know the depths of his feelings. He had come close to confessing, but he didn't want to ruin their friendship, and more importantly Ziva's trust. After Somalia, Ziva had found it very difficult to trust anyone. She put barriers up, to stop people from getting too close. But for some reason, she had always let Tony in. There were lots of things that happened in Africa to Ziva that she had not yet spoken about, but he knew that she trusted him enough to tell him one day. The beep of the elevator shook Tony out of his thoughts, and he followed Ziva out into the ballpen and towards the desk that Gibbs was sitting. Tony could tell from the way she was walking that she was now feeling angry.

"Gibbs, I thought you had left for the day" Ziva stood in front of his desk.

"Had some files to go through, but needed coffee. I thought I sent you home" Gibbs shot an accusing look at Tony.

"Someone left a little present for Ziva on her car" Tony placed the box on Gibb's desk. Gibb's peered into the box, took out the note and read it. His face showed a look of anger, and then sadness.

"Dinozzo, take the head and the note down to Abby's lab. She can look at it first thing in the morning"

"Sure thing Boss"

Gibbs waited until Tony had left before talking to Ziva.

"I don't think it's a wise idea for you to go home tonight Ziva"

"You read the note Gibbs, it said none of you were safe"

"I know Ziver, but I want you in a safe house until we catch whoever is behind this"

"No Gibbs. It is bad enough that they are targeting me and the team, but I will not allow them to take over my whole life"

"Not your choice this time Ziver, if I can't trust you to follow my orders, I will take you off the case completely. Understand?" Gibbs did not mean to be so hard on Ziva, but he wanted to make sure he did everything in his power to keep her safe.

"I understand Gibbs, but I am not very happy. I do not wish to be alone in my own home, let alone in a safe house"

"You won't be alone Ziva, I'm assigning Dinozzo to look after you" Tony entered the ballpen, just as Gibbs uttered those words.

"It's a tough job, but somebody's got to do it" Tony joked, trying to lighten the atmosphere. He was met by the famous Gibbs stare.

"Wait here, I need to talk to Vance and arrange the safe house. Don't let her out of your sight Dinozzo" Gibbs shouted as he marched towards the Directors office.

"You do not have to stay with me Tony, I will be fine" Ziva said, once Gibbs had gone.

"Don't play that game Ziva"

"I am not playing any games Tony, I am simply stating a fact"

"So you're telling me that you're now not bothered that someone is trying to kill you Ziva. The person I was comforting twenty minutes ago, frightened that they were going to stop breathing through crying so hard must have been someone else then"

"Tony..."

"NO! Ziva, it's ok to admit that you are scared. Don't shut it all away. You did that after Somalia, I won't let you do it now"

"Don't bring that into the conversation Tony, that's not fair. That was a completely different situation"

"Well it sure involved a lot of the same people Ziva" Tony ranted, not thinking about what he was saying.

"Thank-you for your help tonight Tony, but I won't be needing you anymore. Good-night" Ziva stormed off, leaving Tony by surprise. By the time he gathered his thoughts, the elevator doors were closing. Tony raced to catch them, but was too late. Ziva was gone.

"Boss is gonna kill me" Tony thought aloud.

"And why would I do that Dinozzo?" Gibbs said, he was standing right behind Tony.

"I let Ziva leave Boss. We got into a fight, it really wasn't my fault Boss, she..." Tony was brought out of his rambling by a swift hit to the back of his head by Gibb's hand.

"We need to find her now Dinozzo" Gibbs ran towards the stairs.

"On your six Boss!"

Ziva stormed out of the building and out onto the street. She didn't know where she was going, but she needed to get as far away as possible. Tony Dinozzo could be so infuriating sometimes! He could be the sweetest, most caring man, but he could also be the most annoying. Ziva knew he wouldn't be far behind, and started to run. It was now dark, and the wind was picking up. Ziva picked up the pace a little, she was frightened to stop. She continued to run until she realised she had no idea where she was. Ziva slowed down to a steady jog, and glanced down at her watch. She had been running for two hours. She made a decision to head back in the direction she had come. Just as she turned around, she heard the screeching of car tyres. Ziva had no time to react, before a pair of arms grabbed her, and dragged her into the car.