A/N: I have decided because there was an almost unanimous vote for Jeanne B and Kate A. Yaay!
Jeanne is not Tony's ex (yes!) and Kate is Tony's cousin =D
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Hope you enjoy this chapter, and for reference, one million shekels is about 255,591 US dollars or 279,591 Canadian dollars or 158,368 British pounds or 319,888 Australian dollars or 180,821 Euros.
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I needed to get into the character's heads a bit more so its in first person this chapter, changing between Ziva, Tony, Gibbs and Abby.
(Ziva P.O.V)
I spent the rest of the night in Tony's arms. For once, probably the first time in my life, I felt fully relaxed and comfortable. I wouldn't have given up that night for anything, not even a million shekels. Maybe for ten million shekels. Possibly.
But still, probably not.
The next morning I awoke to find my head on Tony's chest, and slightly more embarrassing, my leg over his. Luckily, Tony was still sleeping, so I removed it before he found out about it.
He actually looked very, very cute when sleeping. His hair was all messed up and his mouth was curved in a very sweet, cherubic smile. He was obviously dreaming of something happy.
Suddenly, music started up. I sat up, surprised, and wondering where it was coming from. I felt Tony shift next to me.
"Up already, Zee-vah?" I hid my smile as he stretched out my name.
"It's eight. Shouldn't you get ready?" I hinted. I usually got up at five in the morning, so I'd had a three hour lie-in. It actually wasn't so bad, but it did feel strange.
"Ugh. School." Tony groaned. "You alright now?"
I nodded, smiling.
"Much better." I smiled at him, and he brushed my cheek with his hand.
"Good." Tony lifted himself up and stepped over em and jumped down onto the floor.
"Graceful." I commented, and Tony laughed.
(Tony P.O.V)
I decided to try the more serious note now.
"Zee, are you coming to school today?" Her smile visibly left her face in the instant I said the sentence. Suddenly, I wished I'd kept my mouth shut.
"No." She replied bluntly.
"What are you going to do all day?" I asked her, seeing as if she stayed in the house my father would probably try to feel her up and she would probably kill him.
"I do not know, Tony." Her voice was stony and stubborn. I sat back down next to her on the bed.
"Look, we're in all the same classes. I'll stay with you all day, and if anyone says anything they won't stay anything ever again." I promised her.
"They'll make me go home." She whispered, and I realized that's what she was most scared of. Everyone at school, she could deal with. But her father?
"There's this guy, Agent Gibbs. He's the one looking for you. He got Abby, McGee and me out of lessons to ask where you were. He'll keep you safe from your father." I told her.
"Did you only help me because this Gibbs told you to?" She asked me. I bit my lip, not wanting to offend her by being truthful.
"To be honest, at first, yes. But now, I want to help you, because… I lo- really like you." If I told her I loved her, she'd probably run and never come back.
(Ziva P.O.V)
I was scared of what he was going to reply.
"To be honest, at first, yes." My heart dropped. So, nothing meant anything? He just helped me because some person told him to?
"But now, I want to help you, because… I really like you." He continued. I noticed how he hesitated at 'because.' He was probably trying to think up something good to say. When he said 'really like' I felt strangely let down. I wondered what I thought he was going to say. Love? As if.
Why would one of the most popular guys in school like the foreign outcast?
"Can… can I speak to this Agent Gibbs?" I asked. It would probably be the… second time I'd asked for help. The first time was to Tony.
"He gave me his card…" Tony dropped down onto the floor and searched through his school bag. He then picked his jeans up from where he'd folded them up (neatly) and then proceeded to drop them on the floor. "Aha!"
He pulled out a small card from the pocket and handed it to me. I read it.
NCIS Special Agent L.J. Gibbs
1-240-283-0472
Tony wordlessly handed me his cell phone. I bit my lip, and then typed in the number.
"Yeah, Gibbs." The strange voice came from the other end. "DiNozzo?"
"It isn't Tony." I replied.
(Gibbs P.O.V)
"It isn't Tony." A girl's voice said over the receiver.
"Ziver?" I asked, confused. "Why are you on DiNozzo's phone?"
"Because… because I stayed with him last night." Ziva finally said. I took the phone away from my ear and stared at it. I finally spoke back into the mouthpiece.
"Hand me over to DiNozzo." I ordered, and I heard some quiet conversation pass between the two.
"Yeah?" It actually was Tony's voice now.
"DiNozzo! What the hell are you doing?" I asked, and heard Tony sigh. I could feel Jen's eyes on my back, as we'd been discussing Ziva's case in her office. It felt strange, working for my wife.
"Ziva phoned me." Tony admitted.
"Why didn't you call me, DiNozzo?" I asked, exasperated.
"She told me not to!" He replied and I laughed.
"Scared, DiNozzo?" I teased. I had liked the boy when I'd met him; he seemed to be slightly endearing to everyone, in fact.
"Yes!" He answered me, and I grinned.
"Pass me back to Miss David, please." I requested, and heard some more quiet conversation between the pair.
"Yes, Agent Gibbs?" Ziva's voice returned.
"Just Gibbs." I corrected her. The title sometimes got irritating. "Are you going back to school?"
"Maybe…" She countered.
"Going home?" I asked, and I wasn't prepared for the reaction.
"No!" Ziva basically exploded in anger. I was shocked at the outburst. "I'm not going back home to that bastard!"
"Okay, okay, okay." I tried to calm her, and could hear Tony trying to do the same.
"Sorry, Gibbs." Tony had obviously taken the phone off of Ziva.
"I want you and Ziva over at NCIS, DiNozzo." I ordered him. "Know the way?"
"Not really." Tony replied, and I chuckled.
"I'll pick you two up, alright? Don't go anywhere." I put the phone down on DiNozzo, and turned to Jenny. "Coming?"
(Abby P.O.V)
I walked out of my house to find a car waiting outside. I waved.
"Hi Gibbs!" I smiled at the Special Agent who had come to our school to help find a girl called Ziva.
"Hey, Abby. McGee and DiNozzo are in the back. We're taking you all in for some questions today. Hope you don't mind." I shook my head, and opened the back door. I grinned at Tony and smiled at McGee. I actually found Timmy quite cute… but don't tell anyone!
"Hi Timmy! Hi Tony!" I grinned at them. They smiled back.
"Morning, Abby." Tony smirked at me, and I realized how strange it was that in the back of a car was the most popular jock in school, the geekiest computer nerd, and me. The Goth weirdo most of the popular kids avoided.
When I first joined, some kids poked fun at me, but they soon realized not to. You don't mess with me.
Believe me on that.
Tony and I began to talk about a movie just out in theatres, and McGee listened in with a very, very confused look on his face. Soon we had pulled up the NCIS base.
I climbed out of the car and noticed another car pull up behind ours.
(Ziva P.O.V)
I spoke with Jenny on the way to NCIS. She seemed really nice, and questioned me about my home life.
I was reluctant to say anything, but I knew that if I didn't they'd make me go home.
And I had more things than just my pride to worry about.
So, I told her everything.
Well, most things.
She was the type of person you could just trust, as soon as you met them. I didn't get that feeling all that much.
As she pulled the car to a stop behind Gibbs' I took a deep breath.
"Ready?" She asked, and I nodded. "Let's get this show on the road."
I wondered at the strange phrase as I got out of the car, and before I knew it someone was running at me.
"ZIVA!" I froze as a girl I faintly recognized came at me full speed, and hugged me tightly. "We were so worried!"
"Hi Abby." I remembered the girl's name finally, and she grinned at me.
"I couldn't believe it! I'm so glad you're okay!" She chattered on as we walked up to someone's office. Jenny opened the door.
"We get to meet the director of NCIS?" Tony asked, surprised.
"You already have." Gibbs informed us, and pointed at Jenny, who was heading for the director's chair.
I froze.
(Third person)
Ziva stared at the name on the Director's desk.
"Please." She begged. "My father cannot find out I told you."
A/N: Oops. Ziva just told the Directors of NCIS that her father abuses her. Oops. She didn't realize quite how powerful Jenny happened to be.
I get my exam results back this week! I'm scared!
I have some choices for you lucky lot :)
How should Abby's parents die?
a) An explosion
b) A car crash
Just a small question, but it could have some mega differences in the story and Abby…
Please vote for Death A or Death B (doesn't that sound so morbid?)
~Penelope-Ziva x