Sorry it took so long for me to update but I had a hard time writing this chapter. But I finished, thankfully.

Diclaimer: I don't own anything but Genesis.

Tears Only Bring More Pain:

Tony woke up to find the area next to him ice cold. He sat up and glanced around the room, "Ziva?" he called out as he stood up and brushed his clothes. "Ziva?" he calls again as he walks into the living room. Ziva is sitting on the couch with her feet tucked up under her with a pregnancy book in her hands. "Hey." He said softly as he lightly kissed her head, she glanced up at him before going back to her book.

"Ignoring me are we?" Tony said as he reached into the cabinet and pulled down a box of cereal. Ziva sighed before slamming her book shut, "No. I was catching up on my reading." Tony furrowed his eyebrows at her before pouring the milk on the cereal. "Are mad at me?" Ziva shook her head as she stood up, "Just Me." "Well why?" Ziva shrugged at him before turning the television on, "My Mother and Aunt went for more baby crap, did you want to go with them?"

Now Tony was completely confused, "Did I miss something?" Ziva sat on the edge of the edge of the couch and drug her hands over her face, "I wanna take my Glock and shoot that…that stork in the head." Tony looked around, "Sweet cheeks, there's no stork here." Ziva glared at him, "You don't think I didn't know that, the only thing that's here is this big, fat, bruise!" she cried before she raised her tank top up to reveal a black and blue bruise covering most of her stomach. Tony slowly made his way over to her, "Zi." He murmured quietly as he lightly reached out to comfort but she pulled back from his touch. "Ziva, I mean I'm sorry b-." he started but Ziva angrily but in, "I KNOW! I'VE HEARD IT ALL BEFORE, I CAN'T ERASE IT! I'LL ALWAYS HAVE A SCAR OF THE TIME MY FATHER TRIED TO KILL ME BECAUSE I WAS HAVING SOMEBODY'S BABY, AND THAT CAN NEVER GO AWAY!" Ziva screamed at him, but instead of him yelling and screaming back her, he lightly brushed he tears away and immersed her in a light hug.

"What did I do?" she cried into his shirt. "You didn't do anything; Eli's just…just somebody who wants to be alone in life and will do anything to keep it that way." Ziva shook her head in his arms, "No, it was something I did, I-." "No, you didn't it's just him." Tony said softly. "I don't want it to always be like this." Tony nodded, "Me neither, me neither, sweet cheeks." He lightly rested his head on the crown of her own head and he lightly swayed themselves.

"Tony?" Ziva said after a while. "Yeah?" "I want to sit down, my legs are numb." Tony smiled slightly before gently helping her onto the couch and lightly rubbed her feet. "Tell me, about your family." She said as she layed her head back on the cushions. Tony raised his eyebrows, "Depends, who do you want me to talk about?" Ziva shrugged, "Anybody, I just wanna talk about someone other than my family." "Well, my mom she was a fancy lady I guess. I didn't pay attention much, but she was always my favorite parent. She would take me to the zoo every weekend and I get to see all the animals up close, and I remember when I like 6 I asked Santa for a pet panda." This made Ziva grin, "Did you ever get one?" she asked. "Nah, I got some sea monkeys instead." Ziva laughed, "Of course, but didn't your mother drink them?" He nodded, "It sucked, but then she got me a dog. His name was Rocky, like the boxer. I loved him, we use to go and run through the forest in our backyard for hours and we'd run and play and he was best friend that was until…my father found out." Ziva frowned, "Wha happened?" she asked and he shook his head, "I don't wanna talk about fathers anymore." "Then you wouldn't be able to talk to talk about yourself." Tony grinned, "Course." He stood up and went over to the freezer and took out a bag of frozen peas before wrapping it in a dish towel and handed it to her. "What is this for?" "Your bruise," Ziva nodded but hesitated as she started to press it to her skin, "I do not think this is a good idea." Tony crumpled his eyebrows together, "Why?" "Tony, this thing is freezing; Aimee will probably be chattering her teeth a mile a minute." She explained and handed it back to Tony, he sighed before going back to the kitchen, "Stubborn." He muttered to himself under his breath. "Tony, you cannot whisper." Ziva shouted to him. He wrapped the ice up two more times so you could barely feel the icy temperature. He gently pushed her back down on the couch and lightly pressed the ice on her bruised skin, Ziva hissed as it touched her skin, "Relax." Tony hushed and she glanced at him before resting her head on the arm of the couch.

"Now, you just leave it here and I'll be right back." Tony said as he got up. "Where are you going?" Ziva interrogated. "To the pharmacy, to get your vitamins." He explained, and Ziva nodded before putting her head back down. Tony grabbed his jacket before dumping out his cereal before kissing Ziva good-bye and hurried out. Ziva looked around before taking the peas off of her stomach and walking into the nursery. She traced the wall, in which she was slammed upon. She moved onto the ultrasound that was hanging above the crib and she touched it delicately. "This is not the life for you….or me." She murmured before she took her hand away. She tore a piece of paper from a scrapbook before grabbing a pen and she sat down and leant up against the crib and stated to write, 'Dear Tony'

I was trying to hurry back to Ziva, because I knew she wouldn't be able to stay still for very long. I paid for her prescription and decided to get her some red licorice because red was her favorite. I rushed out of the store and into my car, my car it was really nice. I glanced back and saw the car seat box, I sighed as I turned the ignition, "I'll get to you soon, maybe not right now soon but maybe 8 and a half months soon." I explained as I pulled out of my parking space. I made my way down the street pretty fast, but not Gibbs fast. I was there faster than I expected and as I grabbed the pills and the licorice and I was climbing out of the car I was Ziva's front door wide open, I ran inside and looked around. "Ziva!" I called for her but no one answered, opened all the doors to see if anybody was there when I heard footsteps in the front so I hurried back to the living room. Rivka and Aunt Nettie were standing in the doorway gaping at the mess, I had made. "What happened? Where is Ziva?" Rivka asked as she dropped the bag." I dunno, I left her here to go get some stuff and when I came home I found this." I explained breathless. "Call the Police." Aunt Nettie ordered but I stopped myself, for I saw a piece of paper lying on the changing table in the nursery. I picked it up and I wanted to kick myself, "Don't," I growled, and Rivka and her Aunt looked at me strangely. "Why?" "Because, she ran away," I tossed the letter down but Rivka picked it back up and read it aloud,

"Dear Tony,

I'm Sorry it has to be like this but, we cannot raise child like this, I don't know if I love you, you tell me that you love me, but do you mean it? Or it just an act, like with my father? I DO NOT want Aimee to have to go through what I did; feeling like everything will be okay when it's not. I want her to have unconditional amount of love and I'm not sure we can give that to her, I'm gonna do what you think I'm going to do, I couldn't live myself if I did that. I just….I need some time to think, I don't know if I will come back but I just want you to know that I don't want to live with this person, who, who is tangled up in lies and much more. I just can't and won't.

I must decide soon, I know,

Ziva

I know that sometimes tears are good for you, but these tears burned every part of my body; my eyes, my throat, and the joints that hold my body together. I glanced around the nursery and saw that she had taken the ultrasound picture with her. "I'm still calling the cops." Aunt Nettie decided. "No, she'll call when she's ready." I explained and they both looked at him curiously before Aunt Nettie stepped in front of him, "My Niece is missing because of you and you expect me to just sit back and relax? I don't think so." She growled before she left to the kitchen and dialed the number to the police. "Tony, it is going to be okay." Rivka said softly before leaving me alone. "I really am starting to hate Eli." I muttered.

It wasn't until after the police left that I became really pissed, there was a knock at the front door and I pushed myself off the couch and I answered the door. Eli David was standing in front of me with two of his bodyguards behind him, "Mr. DiNozzo." He said smoothly. "What?" I spat. "I came to see my daughter,to collect her." "Well, you're a little late, Ziva's gone. She left because of you, and she's not coming back. So yeah, you're not welcome here." And with that I slammed the door shut to prevent myself from punching him in the face. My phone vibrated on the counter and I quickly grabbed it hoping it was Ziva. "Ziva," "No, DiNozzo it's me." Gibbs said through the phone. "Boss." "I know DiNozzo, her Aunt told me. Don't worry, she'll come back she's just conflicted. It's not your fault." He said sternly. "Well, yeah, it kind of is. I was the one to get her pregnant." I could hear him chuckle softly through the phone, "She'll come back don't worry." My phone paged and said that somebody was on the other line, "Hold on a second boss, somebody's calling me." I explained before I put him on hold. "Hello." "Tony." A voice croaked through the phone and my legs immediately turned to Jell-O. "Ziva." I breathed. "I'm sorry, I just, I can't have the child I'm carrying be exposed to something like that." "Ziva, I won't be like you're father at all." I emphasized but I could hear her hesitation. "But, I don't think I love you, we are living a lie." I sighed. "Ziva, it doesn't matter we're getting married so it wouldn't be a lie." There was a long period of silence I was afraid she had hung up, "Ziva?" I asked, "Do you still wanna get married?" I questioned and it's still silence.

" Do you still wanna get married?" Tony asked into the phone, and Ziva wiped a few tears off of her cheeks. "No. Nor could I love this child." Ziva said as her voice cracked. "So that's your answer?" "No, this is." She flipped her phone shut before tossing it in the grass beside her, and pulled legs to her chest and her tears flow freely.

Cliffhanger by far!

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