"Girls are like phones. We love to be held, talked too but if you press the wrong button you'll be disconnected!"

Just some funny quote I found!

"Great, Ziva." Carlee's smile was wiped off her face as followed Tony.

"Just great."

Tony placed his hand on the door that lead out of the bathroom, Carlee right behind him, into the hall where frightened students and staff wait for news on what happen and if everyone was okay.

Just report this to Gibbs, then off I go with Ziva.

As his opened the wooden plank, something made him stop and hold himself in place, letting the only exit unavailable for his partner. Carlee just stopped short of hitting him.

"Tony?"

Tony twisted around facing Carlee. "Are we missing something?"

Carlee's eyes squinted slightly, her mind deep in thought. Tony started to rub his face, trying to get his 'thinking juices' going. Suddenly Carlee's eyes grew wide, very wide.

"The kid!" she yelled, spinning around before saying another word. Mentally Gibbs slapping himself, Tony turned around and followed.

"Kid?"

"Sweetie?"

"Young person?"

The two started racing around the large bathroom calling names to try to get the red headed kid to say anything.

"Little girl?"

"I'm not little, for the last time!" a yell can from the last stall on the left. The two raced to the back and throw the door opened, reveling a scene that made the two sigh in relief.

"It took you two long enough." There was the girl, smiling, as she stood on the toilet to hide her feet from the outside world. "What happened?"

"Let's get you out of here first sweetie." Carlee reached her hand out, which the girl took willingly, but frowned.

"My name is Zoey, for your information lady."

Tony shook his head then stepped out of the stall and looked across the room where Absalom's body sat. Escorting Zoey out he placed his hand over her eyes, so she would not have to witness the blood and the opened eyed, yet dead, body that sat only a few steps away.

"Excuse me?" she questioned, but was quickly rushed out before another remark was made. Carlee slowed her steps, taking a quick glare back at Absalom. She stood there for a few seconds before she heard a call from the hallway.

"Carlee?"

"Coming!" she yelled back before walking slowly out the door, backwards.

Please be okay. You better be okay. You have to be okay. Because if I lose you…

"Ziva?"A voice drug the ex-Mossad agent out of her thoughts. Ziva had been sitting in one of the conference rooms in the back of the office, for the cries and sobs of worried children and staff, made her feel sick. Not wanting to talk to anyone, she lowered her head and she growled, "What?"

"Well, just wanted to tell you I'm not dead, so okay, see you."

Ziva almost broke her neck by the speed she snapped her head up.

"Tony?" the relief in her eyes made Tony smile.

"Hey crazy."

Lunching herself out of her chair, Ziva raced over to Tony, embracing him in a huge hug. Only until he wrapped his hands around her did she realize how much pain that jump had caused her.

After feeling the wince, Tony walked her over and placed her in the chair she had been sitting in before. After recovering, Ziva smiled.

"How are you?"

"Better now."

"What happened? I heard that gunshot and I had to assume the worst…"

"So who told you about me and Ziva?" Tony said raising his gun higher, now almost on Absalom forehead.

"I give up. I can't kill you. I won't kill you. Ziva loves you and I will follow Eli's orders." Absalom placed his gun slowly on the ground, kicking it away.

"Answer my question." Tony said, not bringing his gun down.

Absalom slowly placed his hands behind his back, indicating he was letting Tony handcuff him. "Eli got a call many months ago. It was a Washington DC area code and the caller-"

A ring hit Tony's ear, making Tony duck, covering his head and closing his eyes. He waited two seconds the stood up, twisting his body to find Absalom on the ground, dead, a bullet in his chest.

Tony's mind flashed back to the seconds before Absalom's death. What had he really known?

"Tony?" Ziva said a little concern in her voice.

"Absalom's dead."

"Really? Did you… Did you kill him?"

"No, that was all Carlee. He told me he was giving up, even placed his hands behind his back, but I had no idea, he was faking all along He had a gun on his back. He tried to trick me."

"And after?"

Seeing the gun hit the floor Carlee rushed over to Tony and embraced him in a tight and heartfelt hug. She started balling at the touch of Tony's skin, tears flooded her face. Mumbled words poured from her lips.

"I…thought…death…you…hurt…kill..."

Tony slammed his eyes shut, only a few tears escaping. He reached his hands around her back and brought Carlee into a deeper into him.

"Nothing. We just got the girl, Zoey, whose name is now branded into my brain, and brought her back here."

She cannot know I freaked out like that. I am stronger than that and Ziva knows it. And that hug…

"So you are fine then, yes?"

"Peachy keen?" Tony smiled.

"What?"

"Forget it. Gibbs said we could go home. They will have a car for us in a minute."

"So all the children are okay?" Ziva asked.

"Most of them left already, got all the parents to come and get the kids right when me and Carlee got back. So we are home free."

"Okay, good."

Tony grabbed Ziva's hand, helping her up. "And Ziva."

"Yes?"

Tony grabbed a piece of hair that had fallen in front of her face and pushed it behind her ear.

"I love you."

This made the very calm Ziva look up and give a huge smile. She leaned up and gave him a kiss that made the moment perfect.

"And I love you."

Tony lead Ziva out the door. "Shall we go and not get any sleep tonight?"

"We shall."

This chapter may sound like a fill in one but don't worry, this has some important parts to it. I also have BIG plans ahead so stay tune!

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