My computer was seriously screwed up for a really long time so I couldn't update. Thank god it is working again.
I actually really like this chapter... just something about it really hit me hard...
Enough about me... LETS GO INVADE THE MADE UP LIVES OF TONY AND ZIVA!
"I don't think I can live without you. You are my everything. You make me smile, you make me laugh. You make me love the life I live, and I can't do that without you. You make me who I am now. Ziva, you are my love, my heart, and…" Tony reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a small box with a smaller red bow on it that sat carefully on the side. He opened it, and pushed the chair back, landing on one knee. "And I want to make you my wife."
Ziva stared at the little white ring, a beautiful clear diamond sat on top. His next words made her look up at him wide eyed.
"Will you marry me?"
The words sounded rehearsed, as if he stood in front of his mirror for hours, going over and over them before they were set in stone in his mind. This made her smile at the reality of their relationship. It was all each one had. They care so much about each other and loved one another so much that they would focus on the details more then the big picture. Tony could have waited till she was out of the hospital, had a big romantic feast at a fancy restaurant, and announce to the world that he loves her. But he did it now and then, when they were themselves as people. Not all dressed up and purposely looking pretty for others enjoyment. They were truly themselves now and were truly in deep love.
Ziva bite her lip in a smile. "Tony, do you realize who you are asking this question to?"
Letting out a small laugh by her tone of voice, he answered with his heart on his sleeve. "The kick ass ninja with language problems and a violent attitude? Yeah I fully know who I'm asking to marry."
She forcefully punched him, hard. Only to grab his shirt and pull him to her lips. The kiss was full force, violent with a light sweet sprinkle, just like her. Tony pushed whispered soft words in between each rough kiss. "Is-… this-… a-… yes-…?"
Ziva finally pulled back. "Of course my little hairy butt." This gave him the chance to slide the ring on her fingers before occupying his mouth once more. Kiss after kiss and the two didn't stop. Getting uncomfortable, Tony stood and sat on the bed next to her, never letting the kiss break.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
Tony pulled back and yelled. "Do not disturb!" Ziva slightly giggled before pulling him back, ignoring the repeated knocks. Trying to forget the very determined knocker, they continued thier actions.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Ugh!" Tony stood abruptly and charged to the door, letting it fly open with a bang. "What!" he yelled before even seeing who sat beyond.
"Agent DiNozzo?" Eli David's voice rang out in confusion. Tony quickly flattened his ruffled hair and straightened his discombobulated shirt. "Director, excuse me I was just…" Ziva's voice forcefully interrupted the conversation. "Aba?"
Tony stepped aside and let him in, shockingly in a formal way. As Eli entered, he smiled softly. "Zee-vah, Shalom." Then suddenly he twisted to the unmoved agent. "Agent DiNozzo, would you mind...?" Tony leaned passed Eli to look at Ziva. She nodded slowly, still with a shocked face. Tony silently stepped out, before closing the door.
"Aba... what are you doing here?" she had shifted herself to face him, even letting her gaze meet his.
He coldly nodded, not giving any indication on his state of mind. "You are not well."
"That did not stop you the last time."
He approached the table that sat at the end of her bed, opening the chart as it had been placed there for the doctor's convenience.
"That does not mean I don't care."
Silence made the conversation end momentarily before Ziva notice Eli skimming farther and farther into her chart. "Aba, please-"
He demandingly stopped her. "You're pregnant?"
Thoughtfully cursing herself for not stopping him sooner she nodded. "Yes."
"I presume it is Anthony DiNozzo's?" his tone seemed angry, yet he tried very hard to hide it.
This made Ziva blood boil. Does he even care that I almost died? Does he only care about me "ruining the family name?"
She sat up, letting the anger take over. "If you think I care at all what you think, then you have a lot to learn. I am loved here, not with you. I have a life, a life am a proud to call mine. And if you think you waltz in here and take everything I hold close just because you are ashamed of me for becoming a person, a true person, you will leave right now. You ruined my life before and will never I let that happen again." Ziva sucked in the last breath of air she had while wiping away a lone tear that fell.
Eli dropped the chart and approached his daughter with realization spread across his face. "You have every right to be mad. I invaded your life after you clearly told me to leave it alone. I am not here to yell, nor drag you back to me. Your family is here now, for you are happy here. I once had that family though. You, Ari, Tali, your mother. I had it. I thought I had lost it because of others stupid mistakes. I have never taken responsibility for what I have done; destroy three beautiful children's lives. Now you are all I have left, you and that child. And I can't pray enough to let my only blood forgive me."
The truth was out and never again could go back in. Both had said things which were now unable to be taken back.
"You ruined my life…"
"Let my only blood forgive me…"
The words hung in the air like an air-borne poison. They sucked it in with every heavy breath.
Ziva finally spoke. "I am sorry father."
Eli took her hand, stroking it with his fingers. "No. I seek your forgiveness. Sorry is a word that can't consume all that has happened to us. I repent everything."
Ziva finally let the tears that had been built up for years flow. The tears for Tali, the tears for Ari, the tears for the abuse, the tears for love now flowing down her face.
Eli didn't move as he watched his daughter cry, but never left his fingers rest. Ziva finally brought her other hand to wipe her face clean and she nodded, "And Tony?"
He nodded back. "If I am to fully feel forgiven, I will just have to, as you Americans put it… deal."
Ziva grinned only to have oddly another knock at the door as a nurse entered. "Ms. David, we need to give you your medication now."
At this Eli stood. "And by that ring on your finger, I can tell he will soon be my family as well." He leaned forward and kissed Ziva's forehead. "Shalom Ziva." He leaned back up and coughed, before turning and exiting the room, to have his only daughter happily look down to her finger and smile.
"Family."
GUESS WHAT YOU GUYS ARE LEARNING NEXT CHAPTER...
IF THE BABY MAKES IT OR NOT!
Lets let that anticipation haunt you till I update :)
NOW...
pLeAsE ReViEw!
IT WILL MAKE MY SMILE! (OH AND fav and story alert to make me jump up and down in pure love for the world! okay that is a little weird. whatever.)
^ Thats my new Crash and Burn thing! It's retarded, I know
;)