So many Tiva feels! They should so be cannon by now! My friend and I fangirl "aww"ed at the airstrip scene. As for the end? The ending was wonderful! Cote did a very good job and should win a Golden Globe for next year. Also, I don't own the title of the fic. It is owned by the lyricists who wrote I Don't Believe It Anymore sung by Cote de Pablo.
Love Can Bring You All The Joy
Ziva smiles as she stands from the tree she planted. In a poetic way, the tree represents not only her new found life, but also her ties to the country she grew up in. Looking back one last time, the woman nods softly before returning to continue her father's burial preparations. Once the funeral ends, Ziva takes one last look at her childhood home. She would stay longer, but there is no one here for her now. Grabbing a flight back to the States Ziva boards a plane back to her present home.
Quietly, Ziva walks up to his door. Sighing she knows she needs to do what Tony said and act like the daughter of a dead man. Now, she feels she is ready to do so. The agent knocks twice before the door is answered.
"Hey." Tony says flashing a small version of his DiNozzo smile. Ziva smiles weakly and a tear falls down her cheek before she is suddenly wrapped in her partner's embrace. Feeling more comforted then she ever thought possible, she lets him hug her.
"How'd it go?" He questions as he leads her into his living room.
"Better than I expected." She states slowly as the agents sit on Tony's couch. The man merely nods as he waits for his partner to continue. Ziva takes a breath to clear her mind before simply saying, "Thank- you."
"You've told me that." He jokes. Ziva shakes her head.
"Not properly." She adds. "Thank- you for everything. For inviting Shmael, for staying with me, for—" Her voice falters, but he knows what she would say. Taking her hand in his, Tony squeezes it in reassurance. He knows when to push her. Being partnered together for so long, bonds have been formed between them.
"I am sorry." Ziva states quickly. "I must be tired from jetlag. I should go."
The woman stands to leave only to have Tony stand with her.
"Take my bed. I don't want you to drive at night like this." Tony tells her concern coating his words. Not willing to argue, Ziva merely nods. She told him she would not be staying for a few days, but maybe a couple would not hurt.
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