A/N Okay, incredibly short chapter, I'm sorry! I've been super super busy and I'm really struggling to write. I'll work on chapter 8 & 9 over the next couple of days and hopefully (fingers crossed) I'll be able to get two chapters up this week. Again, if I don't I'm sorry! Anywho, chapter 7. So the first 2 lines are a flashback from chapter 6. After that, anything thats's 'normal writing' is from Tony's POV, anything in italics is Ziva's POV. It's a bit of a filler chapter, all thoughts, no dialouge, hopefully it's okay. Please review and I'm hoping you'll continue to read this and you'll still enjoy it... So yeah, chapter sevennn... :)

Chapter 7- Do or Die

"Tony… He said, that… That you… Love me?"

"Um…"

Oh shit.

Why was she asking me this?

Why did she even need to ask me?

She already knows the answer.

Doesn't she?

I mean I would've thought after all this time… Maybe she would've guessed?

Obviously not.

And why the hell was McGee going round telling Abby how I felt about Ziva?

He knew…

He knewI never wanted Ziva to find out about it.

There were times when I'd thought maybe…

But not here, not now.

Not after today.

I felt like I'd been stood here for hours looking down at those beautiful dark, bewitching, chocolate brown eyes.

But it had barely been ten seconds.

I was just standing there, at his apartment door.

Waiting.

Waiting for the answer to the one question that could change my entire life.

I had spent all these years running from the answer.

I was sick of it.

The maybes and what ifs.

Now, I just wanted to know.

Did he love me?

Or was it time for me to give up on this fantasy I have been living ever since I joined NCIS.

So I stood.

And I waited.

The second ticked by.

All he did was look at me blankly.

Like he was not even there.

Like he did not even hear what I just asked him.

Okay, I need to say something.

She's waiting for me to say something.

Should I just tell her the truth?

Yes, Ziva, I love you. I always have loved you.

I could picture the little scenario in my head.

Telling the truth.

The world where Ziva would love me back.

But this…

This wasn't some fantasy I could think up.

This is reality.

This was my moment in life.

My time to make things right.

Or my time to ruin everything I'd built up in my mind.

It was my time.

I had to answer her.

Now or never.

Do or die.