Okay guys, sorry for such a short chapter but I have like a trillion other ideas in my head and I'm trying to get them all down before I forget them. They all came to me while I was on vacation last week and I didn't have access to a computer and either way, it wouldn't let me log in. I have my stuff remembered on my computer and so I can't log in from anywhere else! Okay, I know, enough rambling but I have had like 2 Dr. Peppers today so I'm a little hyper! So here you guys go, on with the show! Enjoy and as always, Review until your hands are numb!
Chapter 8- All I Wanted
"Ziva, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." "Tony, I would rather not." "Ok then, now that that's settled," he leaned down and kissed her. "Ziva. When you were in Somalia, I was a mess. Just ask Gibbs or well anybody who was around me during that time. We all were. Gibbs, well, he was Gibbs. Just with a little more bite to his bark. McGee, man he was a mess, too. I was worse. Abby; when you left, she was devastated. Like after Kate and Jenny. We were both a mess. I didn't know what the bossman would do; whether he would kill us or he would just let us suffer. Not Abby, he wouldn't let Abby suffer, and neither would I. I had had enough. I risked my entire career and my life for you, Ziva. What I said in Somalia, that I couldn't live without you; that was the truth. Every morning that I would wake up hoping that it had all just been a nightmare; it wasn't. After awhile, I realized that I had nothing left to live for; you were all I had and all I wanted. I love you and there is not enough money or power in the world that could make me believe otherwise." Tony looked back at Ziva to see that she, too, had tears in her eyes. "I love you, too, Tony. Thank you." she said as he hugged her and looked up to see his eyes glistening as well. "You're welcome, Zee."
"Tony?" They had fallen asleep on her couch watching Miss Congeniality 2: Armed and Fabulous. Another Sandra Bullock movie. "Tony." She carefully sat up and released herself from Tony's grasp. Ziva looked back at him. You are one heavy sleeper, she thought. She got up and went to her bedroom and got a blanket, then walked back into her living room and covered Tony with it. Ziva stretched and yawned, being careful not to pull her bandages off, and then returned to her bedroom. She pulled down the covers and slid in, smiling at the idea of waking up in Tony's arms.