The rain was pouring, through the city of D.C. as they drove towards his house; the streets illuminated by the car lights. Trees danced in union as the winds travelled through them.
Tony glanced at her through the corner of his eyes, her eyes had not moved from the window since they had gotten in the car. Tony's lips parted and then closed, as the words he wanted to say had seemed to vanish from his vocabulary.
"So...how long do you have to look after me for?" she asked, her gaze still maintained on the streets of D.C.
"Until you can remember—everything, and until the doctors say you can be on your own," he said, his eyes kept on the road ahead.
There rest of the journey, went by in pure quietness. The only sound that was audible was the car's wheels as it drove through pools of water. The car swiftly came to a stop just outside his apartment; she gazed at the building and her surrounding area as she desperately tried to remember the place.
"Remember anything yet?" he asked when he witnessed her observation. She shook her head, her teeth dug into her bottom lip. "Right let get your bags and we can go up" she nodded and opened her door.
He did the same and rushed to the boot and gently opened it and fished for her bags. "I can take them," she whispered.
"Don't worry, you can open the doors for me—you've not forgotten how to do that have ya?" he joked. She glared at him, "of course not"
As they walked up the small chair case, Tony sighed. "You want to order some food?" he asked.
"I'm not hungry"
"I am, we'll order some anyways just in case you get hungry," he stated.
"Okay," her voice came out as a whisper.
She unlocked the door for him, and allowed him in first, she then stared at the plan and took the smell in,
Her mind once more, drifted towards another world, this time, they weren't at an office, this time, they were covered by bed sheets, his strong body on top of hers. She heard herself muttering to him "Think they bought it?"
"I did" he smiled.
She smirked "That's fairly obvious"
Her thought were literally shook out of her mind as Tony's hands gently cupped her arms with a gentle shake. "Ziva—Zee, you alright?" he asked with concern.
"No—I mean yes" She walked inside the apartment and closed the front door.
"You can sleep in the spare room, and I'll take the coach. The covers are clean," he stated as his hand scratched the back of his neck.
She nodded and followed him towards his bedroom. He pushed the door open and placed the bags on the floor besides the bed. The room was large, with the double bed occupying the centre of the room. He left her alone in the room, as he excused himself to give her privacy.
She squeezed her eyes shut, as she desperately tried to remember the previous memory, but nothing happened, she walked towards the mattress and threw herself onto it.
"Zee, I'm just going to get out food, you gonna be okay on your own for ten minutes?" he shouted.
"Yes Tony, I'll be fine"
"Okay" he said, when the sound of the front door closed, she finally allowed her tears to fall. She sunk her head onto the pillow and cried, since she had been informed about her amnesia, she had no time to actually precede the information, and now being surrounded by the walls of her 'partners' bedroom, she let her tears to stream down her cheeks, she felt helpless...fragile, everything she was not, and that made her sobs worsen.
She had not realised that she had been crying for that long, until she heard Tony's voice. "Zee I'm back"
She wiped the tears from her cheeks and breathed deeply as she tried to erase the evidence that she had been crying.
"Zee you alright?" he asked.
"Yeah—I'll be there in a minute," she called out.
"There food smells great" She commented.
"Uh Huh"
She reached for the white paper bag and took out her food. "I love this—it's my favourite besides..."
"Mexican food" he finished for her.
"Yeah...oh, oh did you know?" she whispered.
"I know you Zee, I know you better than anyone else" he reached for her hand that was restfully laying across the table and took it in his, their eyes gazed at one another, green eyes meeting the mysterious deep brown orbs, "I know you" he whispered again.
Breaking eye contact, she looked at their joined hands; she rapidly pulled hers away.
She stood up "I'm tired, I'm going to go to bed" she mumbled.
"It's only 2015 hours," he said.
"It's been a long day," she whispered.
"Goodnight Zee" he mumbled. She heard him, but said nothing as she walked towards his room.
She curled up on his bed and rested her head onto one of his large soft pillows and closed her eyes.
~*~*~*~*~*
Meanwhile in the kitchen...
Tony threw the remainders of their food in the trash and placed their dirty dishes inside the dishwasher, he then glanced at the kitchen before he sighed and strolled in the direction of his living room.
He reached for the remote and turned the television on before he tossed his body at the soft cushions of his coach. His feet rested on top of his coffee table, his head laid on the headrest.
He flicked through different station never really paying attention to what was showing. He breathed out deeply, and closed his eyes; they opened moments after, as the images of Ziva's lifeless body still haunted his memories. He had not really discussed his emotions with anyone ever since the accident happened. The only person he liked to talk to was the person he could not.
He quickly gazed at the clock and sighed once more. He allowed his mind to wonder to different times, the times where he wished that she would give him the time of day; slightly chuckling to himself, he softly whispered 'I've finally got her into my bed' but not for the right reasons his brain responded.
Two hours later...
Ziva was gazing at the ceiling, when she heard the soft snores coming from the coach in the next room; she pushed the covers from her body and quickly stood up, and silently walked out of the room. She glanced at all corners of the apartment, before she saw Tony's foot hanging from the ends of the coach. She stepped around the sofa until his face was visible to her. She smiled at his peaceful expression; she gently ran her fingertips around his jaws and watched as his lips curved into a smile. She slightly sighed as she felt a small volt of electricity rush through her spin. 'I may not remember him, but my emotions do' she thought. She turned around to leave him, when she heard a small cry escaping from his lips. Her eyes widened when a single tear fell from his closed eyelids.
"Ziva please don't die—please," he sobbed; two more tears streamed down his face.
She wanted to wake him up but somehow felt unable to.
"I love you Zee—please don't die" his sobs worsen. She blinked back her own tears and gently called his name; his eyes slightly opened and gazed at hers.
"Zee" he simply said with a throaty voice.
"You—you were crying. I, I didn't know what else to do" She mumbled before she tried to leave him. He sat up and grabbed her wrist before she had a chance to leave. "Ziva, please talk to me." He begged.
"I...I can't I don't know how to, I can't remember what we used to do, how close we were, I don't know Tony"
His fingers still wrapped around her wrist. "Let me help you with your memories Zee, I know you've had some already" he stated.
She shook her head "I'm tired, we can do it tomorrow, all I wanted was a drink," she said.
He nodded and let go of her hand. "Goodnight"
"Goodnight Tony"
She was half way towards the bedroom when she turned around "You have phone sex?" she whispered.
His eyes widened, "What?"
"I remembered you talking on to the speaker phone—I remember you having phone sex" she stated and closed the door for the night.
Leaving a grinning federal agent sitting on the coach. "Trust you to remember that"
A/N: Okay, so I wanted this chapter to just be about them, it happened straight after they arrived from the hospital, and I just didn't feel like adding other characters to this chapter.
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