A/N Omg, so it actually hasn't been all that long since, I last updated. I'm quite proud of myself. I'll admit that if I would've gotten my shit together, then it may have been up earlier, however, I've been ridiculously busy with school and stuff, plus, I keep getting distracted by a few other stories I'm beginning to work on so hopefully if I actually get past the second chapter of them all, they will soon be up. Yes, that includes a new NCIS one which, as of yet, my beta isn't aware of. So yeah. I've also noticed how my A/N's have become progressively longer as I've updated. Oops. Anywho chapter 14, resolutions wooo. Ziva's POV, then Tony's POV, then Gibbs' POV, as indicated. Please review, thanks to anybody reading this/ people who reviewed previous chapters that I possibly accidentally slightly forgot to thank people for... :/ Enjoy? (I'm sorry if this all sounds really odd or like I'm rambling, I'm living on about 6 hours sleep for the past 72 hours. Because, clearly, I treat my body like a temple.)

Chapter 14- What If I Told You?

After what literally felt like an eternity, she finally uttered a word aloud.

"So…" She whispered carefully, weakly.

It wasn't Ziva.

Weak.

Weak.

No.

"So." I replied firmly.

Now what?

Ziva's POV

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Shit.

Shit.

Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit.

I started a conversation.

Why did I start a conversation?

What was I even planning on saying?

I mean, I cannot just stand here and say to him, 'Oh, yes Tony, I am sorry, I did lie to you.'

No.

No no no no no no no no no no NO!

Okay, maybe something like,'Sorry.'

Yes.

Maybe that will work.

I hope.

Before I could continue composing myself, Tony spoke again.

"Zi…"

I looked up.

His face was there in front of mine.

So close, I didn't even have to reach out to touch him.

He reached his hand out towards my face and lifted my chin up, so that I was looking him in the eyes.

"Why'd you lie to me Zi?" He asked quickly, blurting it out.

He sounded hurt.

I did not like that.

The worst part was that I knew that it was my fault he felt like this.

My fault that he was upset.

My fault that he was hurting.

And my fault that he had ended up here tonight.

"I am… Sorry Tony," I hesitated.

"Rule 6 Ziva," he snapped.

"Never apologise, it is a sign of weakness," I recited.

"I don't want an apology off of you. I just need to know why," he said gently.

I huffed and sat down on the floor.

Tony chuckled at me.

"What?" I demanded, frowning.

"Just throwing yourself down on the floor, Zi? Real classy, huh?" He replied, continuing to chuckle at me.

"I am tired Tony, I am entitled to sit down," I said, with added emphasis on the last two words, continuing to frown.

Then he laughed at me.

Properly laughed.

It was a delicious sound.

A sound that I had missed today.

I blew out a deep breath once again and frowned at him.

Tony's POV

She was sat there, on the floor of Gibbs' basement, frowning.

Frowning.

Seriously.

As though she knew that was the one thing that I could not keep a straight face at.

The pouted lip and the glistening chocolate brown eyes.

I couldn't exactly avoid smiling.

And, to top it all off, she had that adorable line between her eyebrows.

It was all that I could do not to very nearly melt at how beautiful she looked right then and there.

When I finally snapped out of my little entrancing state, I became aware of music.

Gibbs must've put a radio on or something.

But maybe that was a bit ahead of him.

It was a pretty song, playing softly is the background.

It was on a piano.

It was kind of beautiful.

What if I told you,

Who I really was,

What if I let you in on my charade?

It was fitting.

I pulled Ziva up off the floor and slowly began to dance with her.

What if I told you,

What was really going on,

No more masks and no more parts to play?

After a minute or so, she finally spoke.

"I was scared Tony," she whispered softly, her head resting on my shoulder.

There's so much I want to say,

But I'm so scared to give away,

Every little secret that I hide behind.

"Scared of what?" I asked her, chuckling lightly.

Would you see me differently

And would that be such a bad thing

I wonder what it would be like

"Being honest," she replied, quietly.

If I told you

"I love you, Zi, nothing's gunna change that," I said, smiling.

What if I told you

That's it's just a front

To hide the insecurities I have

"You are sure?" She asked, hesitantly.

What if I told you

That I'm not as strong

As I like to make believe I am

"I'm sure," I said.

There's so much I want to say

But I'm so scared to give away

Every little secret that I hide behind

She lifted her head slowly to look at me.

Would you see me differently?

And would that be such a bad thing

I wonder what it would be like

"I love you too," she said, smiling at last.

If I told you

Oh if I told you

There's so much I want to say

But I'm so scared to give away

Every little secret that I hide behind

Oh would you see me differently?

And would that be such a bad thing

I wonder what it would be like

If I told you

What if I told you

What if I told you

What would it be like

What would it be like

If I told you

Oh what if I told you

Oh I wonder what it would be like

If I told you

Gibbs' POV

I'd heard them laughing before, which is kinda a good sign.

But now they'd been quiet again.

Too quiet.

I stood up and walked over to the basement door.

Softly, so the old floorboards wouldn't creek.

I pressed my ear to the door.

Not a sound.

I pulled the key out of my pocket and silently jammed it into the lock.

I twisted it round carefully, and turned the door handle, creaking it open slowly.

I stepped onto the first stair and looked down towards the basement floor where I had left them both, on opposite sides of the room, hating themselves.

Now, I found them wrapped up in each other, dancing.

That was an improvement at least.

And my basement was still intact.

I took a step backwards out of the room, knowing that neither of them had even noticed me.

I was good like that.

A/N As soon as I put this up, I'm off to watch the season premiere of NCIS. I live in the UK, don't have FX and I don't fancy waiting until like 2014 for it to be on channel 5, I'm watching it now. At half past five in the morning. Who cares if I have Biology and Music first and second lesson. And a test. Not me.