Ducky: I do not know what games they are playing upstairs, but I have had enough. First and foremost you are our friend…I want to be a friend Ziva.
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"Ah Special Agent, Ziva David…to what do I owe the pleasure?" Ducky diverted his attention only to her.
"News travels fast."
"Helps to be best friends with the boss…" He smiled a bit. "How are you adjusting?"
"Surprisingly well…"
"I am not surprised," he shook his head. "You are strong."
"I do not feel strong."
"My point exactly…you are also human." He continued to smile at her. "So, did you just come down here for small talk? Or an excuse to get away from all that paperwork." He stifled a laugh. "I told you news travels fast…"
"I came down here to say thank you…that is what friends say to other friends yes?"
"Quite the contrary actually…true friends should need no thanks…it is, simply put, what friends do."
She placed a soft kiss on his cheek. "There is an old saying in Israel…kiss on the cheek…"
"Knife in the back," Ducky concluded solemnly. "But you are not in Israel anymore..."
"No," she shook her head and continued to smile. "I am home…"