Hey Guys, It's been a while hasn't it? Yeah... sorry about that. I have just been so excited about the next chapter that I have been putting this one off. Anyway, like always, please read and review!!
Tsari
XOXO
Later that night Tony and Ziva just sat at their desks, their eyes glued to their computers. Truth be told, Tony laid his head on his desk. He was still reeling from his earlier conversation with Abby. He was still in total shock about her blunt outburst and Tony just couldn't come to terms with the fact that Abby was probably right. So there he sat, glancing occasionally over at Ziva. Their silence was completely mutual, almost awkward and even McGee had started to sense the tension.
"So guys....." McGee said enthusiastically in a vain attempt to start some form of conversation between the two. He was saved from this awkward silence by the all too familiar 'ding' of the elevator.
Sara Doice stepped through the doors with a bag flung over her shoulder. She was immediately greeted by McGee. Tony and Ziva however, were not so enthusiastic. They barely noticed her entrance.
"So I'm ready to go..." She said to McGee
"Sure.... ok..." he stuttered "Tony, you coming?"
At this, Tony gave a large sigh but never objected. He stood and followed obediently. Only once gazing back at Ziva before he joined McGee and Sara in the elevator.
***
Ziva was left alone to reflect on what could only be described as the longest day on record. It was still not over, she thought miserably. Tony and McGee were still taking Sara Doice to the new safe house they had arranged for her. Ziva sat there, no longer even bothering to focus on her work. Her thoughts eventually drifting, as they inevitably do, to Tony. She often contemplated their relationship and their inability to commit to even the idea of one. Ever since day one, there had been a kind of chemistry that she had felt with no other man. Ever since then they had been playing a cat and mouse game with each other, both too stubborn to admit how they actually felt. Ziva tried to shake the thought from her mind and focus on work but it was no use. Failing this she reached for the remote and turned on one of the nearby TVs.
***
"Ok we are nearly there. It's just around the corner"
"Why did you insist on parking so far away McDoofes" Tony whined.
"Tony, I explained this to you before... It is a matter of safety" McGee replied. Tony just rolled his eyes and stared at his shoes again.
There was silence among the three as they rounded the corner. McGee was the first one to break it. "So Tony, is everything OK? You seem like you have something on your mind."
Tony would usually jump at the chance to make fun of McGee's sensitive side but today he answered him simply and seriously. "Yeah McGee, Is it that obvious?"
The next instant Tony heard a car racing around the corner followed by a staccato outburst of gunfire He barely had time to register the events before darkness engulfed him.
***
"Breaking news, just in!", the slightly anorexic TV presenter said. "One person was killed and one injured in a drive by shooting in Georgetown this evening. Police believe the shooting was a planned attack on the federal agents at the scene." She mentioned something else about a hurricane somewhere but Ziva didn't care. Her face was as white as a death lily and she began to feel sick to her stomach. What if that was Tony? What if she never got to tell him how she felt? How much she loved him? She thought about all this while a single tear rolled down her cheek.
Sorry about another cliff hanger. The next chapter will hopefully be up soon!
