A/N Okay, over the next few weeks I'm gunna be super super busy with different things and I'm not going to have as much time to write so, until further notice, I'm only going to be updating once a week on Wednesdays still. I'm really sorry! But I'd rather be giving you hopefully better, albeit longer chapter than mega short chapters that don't flow very well or are generally really bad. I've now set myself up for some super awesome next few chapters which I will get to work on ASAP. Anywho here's what you're here for chapter 6, for which we're returning to Ziva's POV (hopefully I haven't screwed this up at all). Again thanks to any readers/ reviewers, I promise that there will be more McAbby later on but I believe it's time for more Tiva right now :D Again please read and review this chapter and hopefully you'll like it.

Chapter 6- Did I Even Want to Hear That?

The second Gibbs let us go, I grabbed my things and headed straight for the elevator. I was halfway out the door when I realised I had promised Abby earlier that I would come down when I was done and say goodbye to her. I could not remember the other reason she gave.

I was about to go into her lab when I overheard another voice in there, a man's voice. It took me a few more seconds to realise that the man was McGee.

I tried to figure out what they were talking about and I had to lean even closer towards the door frame, and hope that Abby and McGee would not see me.

"Oh my gosh, Timmy, I forgot!" I heard Abby screech.

I pressed my ear to the wall.

"Forgot what?" McGee asked her.

"About Tony!" She almost squealed this time.

Wait, what about Tony? Was there really anything about Tony that I did not know? After all, I was his partner, he should not be keeping anything from me. Why would McGee know before me?

"Oh yeah, Abbs," I heard McGee say.

Whatever it is, I must already know, I know everything about him. Don't I?

"Did he really say that he loved Ziva?" Abby said, slight shock in her voice.

WHAT?

I barely even heard the next sentence, I was in so much shock.

"Yeah, since the day he met her."

How? When? What?

Why would Tony ever love somebody like me?

Everything in my head began to spin and I bolted for the stairs.

I could only think of three words as I ran, straight up the stairs and out of the building.

"Oh my god."

I fumbled around in my bag for my cars keys and when I eventually did find them it took me a lot longer than usual to fit me key into the lock, my hand was shaking so badly.

I slammed the door shut and sat in the seat, eyes closed, hands on the wheel trying to gain control of myself and my emotions.

After a few minutes, I put my keys into the ignition and started up the car.

I did not have any idea where I was driving to, I was just driving.

It was not until I arrived outside Tony's apartment, that I realised that I had known exactly where I was going the whole time.

I just wanted to know what the hell was going on.

Why did Tony love me?

Me?

It is not as if I don't love him aswell, I just do not understand it.

And why had he ran away from the crime scene this morning?

No explanation, no reason, he just ran.

I walked up to the door of Tony's apartment and paused briefly, gathering my thoughts before knocking, three times and waiting for him to answer.

I planned to demand of him what the hell was going on.

I planned to shout at him and scream at him until he told me.

I was just so angry at him.

But, the second he opened the door, and I took in his beautiful face.

The short brown hair that was all messed up.

The troubled, sparkling, emerald green eyes.

The strong jawline.

Why was he so perfect?

I looked up at him, and all the anger and annoyance I had had for him only seconds earlier, completely dissipated.

"Tony," I breathed.

"Ziva? What're you doing here," he asked, almost looking angry at me.

"I came… I came to ask you a question Tony," I said, unsure of how to deliver it.

"Yes," he replied.

"You do not know the question yet, Tony," I said, confused.

"No, Zi, I meant yes… Y'know as in go on, what's your question," He smiled at me.

"Oh, right, sorry," I said, looking down sheepishly.

"Go on Ziva…" he said, awaiting my reply.

"Tony, I… Overheard McGee and Abby talking before. They said something that made me confused. I want to know if it is true Tony," I said.

"What did the McGeek say?" He asked, attempting to be relaxed even though I could see the confusion in his eyes. He almost seemed scared, apprehensive of my answer.

"Tony… He said, that… That you… Love me?" I asked questioningly, the pitch of my voice raising higher and higher as I spoke.

"Um…"