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Stepping inside the room that viewed Jethro Gibbs ongoing interrogation, McGee greeted Dr Mallard with an almost happy hello.

"Good nearly afternoon Timothy!" Ducky said.

"How's the interrogation going?"

"From my opinion it is going rather well. Jethro has managed to get a first name of our suspect out of Mr Andrews, and now he is negotiating with his lawyer, which by the way may I say is a real 'hard ball'" the Scottish doctor said.

McGee smiled and then observed his boss on the other side of the glass.


"Come on Mr Andrews you got what you wanted a lawyer now speak!" Gibbs barked.

"Agent Gibbs I will not have my client spoken to like that" The auburn haired, hazel eyes lawyer said.

"Well, tell your client to start speaking then! He is wasting both yours and my time"

"Look agent Gibbs, I did not know, that my ex partner was going to attack one of your agents. Like I said, the anonymous call I placed to Agent DiNozzo was not a set up. I am sorry that your agent got hurt, but..."

"Look Mr Andrews, I did not want to come off as an asshole, but all I wanted to know, was the name of your partner." Gibbs sighed.

"Agent Gibbs, His name was Toby Russell, but I don't think you will find him"

"And why is that?"

"Because, Toby is no longer Toby, he has changed this name, and structure of his face, he had been planning to do this for a while now. When I agreed to help him, I had no idea what I was getting myself into," the man concluded. "I am sorry, but I can't tell you anything else"

"You must have known, his new name—at least!"

"Agent Gibbs, my client has stated that he no longer wishes to speak! Now, if you do not have any reasonable and relevant evidence to arrest him, he has the right to leave." She stated.

Gibbs sighed and stood up to leave; he turned around and glanced at them "Don't leave town, Mr Andrews"


Tony didn't know for how long he had been staring at Ziva as they silently walked through the park. The corner of his lips had curled into a smile as he noticed how at ease she was around him already.

The sun was creating a light golden glow to her hair as the wind blew past it. She glanced at him. "Why are you looking at me?" she asked.

"Because there is nothing better to look at around here," he grinned, "I mean all the pretty ladies are either at work or at the gym. You're the next best thing."

She smacked him on his arm, and looked away from him to hide the smile on her face.

"I could say the same for you" she responded.

He chuckled, "Nah...You think I'm too adorable"

She rolled her eyes.

"I'm kidding, you're beautiful Zee," he mumbled, loud enough for her to hear.

She kept her mouth closed as no words in her vocabulary came to mind.

Silence slowly returned to their walk as they made their way around the gardens. "Tony—what happened to Jenny?" she suddenly asked.

"Well, she was killed by some people from one of her and Gibbs's past cases from France; I've never been too sure what really happened, every time I wanted to ask Gibbs he always changed the subject. I guess in the end we just stopped asking, In a way I blame myself for her death, you wanted to keep an eye on her, but I just assumed she had met a guy and—"he took a deep breath. "When we found her car park on the beach side, and she was nowhere near it, when we finally found her location. It was too late" he gulped. "And that's what happened" he said as he looked at her.

She nodded. "A lot of things seem to be your fault. Jenny's death...me" she whispered. Hurt overshadow his eyes when her words left her mouth. She noticed and immediately regretted her words. "I'm sorry Tony. I, I didn't..." she reached for his arm, but he gently pushed her hand away. "No, no need for an apology. You're right it is my fault, maybe I shouldn't be taking care of you. I mean what I screw up again?" he glared at the walk path as they now walked at a little distance from one another.

"Tony. I didn't mean it like that, what I was meaning to say was that, you can't blame yourself for everything. You can't always be the shiny armour, but I wasn't your fault, at least not on me, I had the choice to sat or to go with you, I choose to go. I remember that much"

"Knight in shiny armour" he corrected as took further more steps.

She ran a little to him, until she was right beside him. "I am the one to blame Zee, if it weren't for me and my ego, we would be having this conversation now," he muttered.

She placed her hand on to his arm once more, to stop him from walking "Tony, I might not remember a lot right now, but I know, deep down that I care about you on a deeper level than anyone else if ever known"

Coming back as fast as lighting, Ziva's mind played one of her most recent moments since the incident, she knew that because she saw herself on the floor next to her partner, with a visible pool of blood on the side of her blouse. She saw him begging her to stay awake, for him, she knew she wanted to. She felt the pain on her chest, as if she had taken the bullet once more.

She saw him, as his hands caressed her cheek. "You can't die on me Zee, please. I need to tell you so many things. I can't live my life without you. How am I going to get up in the morning if there is nothing for me to look forward to?"

Her chest rose up and down slowly. Not knowing what else to do, he kissed her lips and whispered. "I love you Ziva"

She remember hearing him speaking but not fully understanding the words, the only thing that did stick out to her was "I love you—I love you—I love you!"

She was pulled back to reality, at her own account this time. "Tony? I..." she gulped. He gazed at her sparkly eyes and smiled. "Yeah" he whispered with the sweetest tone she had ever heard from him.

"I—L ...can we go home? I'm tired," she bit her lip and looked at the ground, as the words she wanted to say failed her.


Sorry, I know she was so close, but I can't have her telling him that she loves him just yet, it wouldn't be very Ziva like and it would be too early. Am I right?

A/N: I am so sorry that this might not be my best chapter, I couldn't think of anything else to write. My English assignment has really drained my creative juices and Molly is not helping!