Circumstances-7

A/N:Hello Um, after some reviews from the previous chapters, I decided to let you guys have a bit more Tiva than I was going to give, since you have given me some nice comments. Okay, this is a little OOC, so...please bear with me? I just thought it was an interesting idea^^

A reply to juli: Ziva was not involved when Kate was killed. She was tasked by her father, after the murder, to prevent her brother from getting found out, a little similar to the TV storyline. As for Michael...did I mention the storyline bears its similarities to the TV show?;)

Disclaimer- I'm a consistent viewer of the show:) So, I am allowed to play with them, yes?

Chapter 7 Glimpses

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The bell rang and as per usual, as urge of students would run out of the building celebrating their freedom for the day. It was a mad race to see who could escape first, but that's high school. For once though, Anthony Dinozzo was one of the first few people to leave the building. He had done away with his usual routine of waiting for Ziva, and left with some of his guy friends.

Not long after the incident at NCIS, Gibbs allowed him to stop shadowing Ziva, and he had been very grateful. For all he knew, Ziva was the one sabotaging their efforts at finding out who killed his best friend, and if that proved to be true, he would never forgive her.

The group of them went to get some drinks after eating and then headed to a frat party. Tony knew his parents would not approve, but at that time, he was either too drunk to bother, or too busy to care. He met many girls at the party who gave him their number, however drunkenly.

Everyone he saw there reminded him of HER though. He was upset enough at the situation, and it did not help that most of the girls there reminded him of either Kate, or Ziva, and he didn't want to think about either of them for that night.

As the party began winding down, he sat down on the steps of the stairs and took out his phone to input all the numbers he had gotten that night. He glanced at the numerous missed calls that he got from other people. Three from Jenny, two from Abby, and one from Ziva. Gibbs just sent him a text saying he will kick his ass if he didn't get back home.

He sighed and slid his phone shut. When he looked up, he saw a girl about his age with her back turned to him. Her hair was a slightly wavy shoulder length, and a familiar dark brown. Tony could not help but follow her as she made her way through the crowd and outside.

The familiar cold night air hit his face with a blast, and he noticed the slight glow about the girl in front of him, who stopped in her steps. She was facing the road, her hair blowing in the wind. There was no one else out there except for them.

As she turned around slowly to face him, his heart rate quickened and he felt his breath catch in his throat. It was Kate, alive and well. She gave him a sweet smile when she said his name fondly. "Tony. What are you doing?" Of course Tony knew it was an illusion, but he let himself drown in it, since he could control neither his emotions, nor thoughts while he was drunk.

The figure suddenly reached her hand out and stroked his cheeks gently. "I really missed you, Tony. You, and everyone else I left behind." He nearly jumped when he felt her fingertips brush his face. Her touch was warm, human, even. He could not help but lean into it, and felt her chuckle as she put her arms around him. "I loved you, and I'm sorry you never knew that."

"I...loved you too." He managed to make out.

"Don't waste the rest of your life by chasing the wrong girl, when she's actually just standing in front of you." She whispered softly in his ear. "And please don't keep having weird fantasies about me, it's creepy." He chuckled and felt her lips touch his cheek lightly before she pulled away from him.

"Tony!" He heard someone shout. He turned around to see Ziva, in a dark blue dress, standing in front of him. He was not surprised to see her. He had just had a vision of Kate, who told him she loved him, and now Ziva shows up out of nowhere.

"Tony?" She asked again, this time, more gently. "I know you probably are not in the mood to see me, but I had Abby trace your phone because we could not find you." She started toying with her hair that she had obviously spent some time doing. Her usually curly hair had been straightened, and now made her look more mature.

He didn't argue when she accompanied him back to his house, even though they didn't speak a word to each other for the whole length of the journey.

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Although it was late, Gibbs had no intention of letting Ziva leave his house and disappear, after dropping off a wasted Tony. He knew that the only reason she came back was out of concern for Tony.

She hovered around his room after he shut her out, refusing to leave until he gave an indication that he was alright. It wasn't until Gibbs came out with a strange look and pulled her towards the kictchen, did she willingly move from her spot. He stood there and stared at her silently. Even with the skills of Mossad, she knew she didn't want to avoid the topic at hand.

"This is about the NCIS investigation, yes?" She asked. He gave her a hard look but kept his silence.

"You think I am involved in the sabotage." She stated.

"Not think. KNOW." Gibbs finally replied.

"Tony told you?" She asked, feeling miserable at the situation.

"No. I figured it out from the evidence that Tony accumulated while following you." He said. There was no ounce of emotion in his voice to even suggest to outsiders that the two even knew each other, and the way that they were staring at each other certainly did not do any good either.

"I knew he was tracking me. He left me evidence that pretty much implicated himself." She answered. Gibbs shook his head with a chuckle. "Tony felt guilty. He knows how to hide himself without leaving evidence. You really think that low of him?"

"On the contrary, Tony is one of the people I regard the highest." She said firmly.

"I can tell. Good night, Ziva, and thanks." Gibbs added as he patted her back lightly. He was displeased with the way everything happened, but at the end of the day, he knew she wasn't the direct enemy.

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Tony woke up with a splitting headache the next day. He sat up in bed, and immediately regretted it. He groaned and lay back down, clutching his head. Then, there was a soft knock that came from his door. He did not want to get up, so he just said "Come in."

His sister walked in holding a glass of water. He smiled and patted her head as she gave it to him. "Tony, I'm not a dog." She said, with fake annoyance. "But how are you feeling?"

"Well, my head feels like there's a guy playing drums, and using my head as one." He told her, and made her smile with sympathy. Abby patted his arm affectionately, and the door opened once again to reveal Gibbs.

"You alright?" He directed the question to Tony, but got Abby's reply.

"No! Ziva came over last night, and you couldn't even let me see her! And now, you expect me to activate some tracker to help you spy on her! Of course I'm not okay!" Abby huffed.

Gibbs rolled his eyes at her tantrum, and pulled out a caf-pow from behind his back. He told the suddenly bright eyed girl to take the drink, as she hugged him tightly. "YAY! Thanks Gibbs! I still need to think about the activating thing, though."

Gibbs silently reached over and took the Caf-Pow drink back from her, unleashing a surprised look and a whine from his daughter. "Alright! I'll do it, I'll do it! Gimme gimme." She said as she reached her hands out to get her precious drink back. When he still held it out of her reach, she paused and thought for a moment. "I'll do it now, okay?" Gibbs chuckled as he handed it back to the girl, who grinned at both of them before waving and leaving the room with a spring in her step.

Gibbs looked at his son, who had remained quiet for the entire conversation, and wondered if he had finally mastered the art of sleeping with his eyes open. "You put a tracking device on Ziva?" Tony asked, out of the blue.

"Yep." Came his quick reply without hesitation.

"Did you find anything yet?" He asked.

"Just about to." He said again. To Tony, this meant that he sensed that Abby was on the verge of discovering something. It was a Gibbs quirk that kept everyone on their toes.

"I wanna know what's going on with Kate, Tony." Gibbs said. Tony looked at him in pure shock. "Is she happy now?"

"How di-" Tony attempted to ask his father how he knew about his 'experience', but was cut off by his answer.

"You kept repeating her name when I put you to bed last night." He answered without hesitation.

"She's...doing well. She said she misses us." He said and remembered the way she wrapped her arms around him. Tony sighed sadly. He knew that it was probably his imagination, and that it was never real.

He idly flipped open his phone and looked at his current wallpaper, a picture of him and Kate taken a few weeks before the murder. Ziva had taken the picture with his camera during one of their outings together.

Kate had been smiling naturally at the camera, but Tony had sneaked up behind her and suddenly pulled her back against him with his arm around her neck. The two of them had been in mid laughter, and strangely, the picture had turned out really well. Gibbs turned to look at the photo and smiled genuinely. He always knew that Kate and Tony would have one day ended up together, if not for her sudden murder.

However, he noticed one other thing about the photo that he didn't want to tell Tony. The camera was mainly focused on Tony, and the picture had been resized because of it. Therefore, he also knew that Ziva probably harbored feelings for his son that she constantly denied. He had decided to let Tony figure this one out by himself.

"I miss her a lot, Dad. More than I've ever missed anyone." He said. This was one of the few times that he addressed Gibbs as his father, and so Gibbs gave him one of his rare hugs. "She said she loved me."

"Well, that sounds like Kate. She always did get to the point of the conversation really quick." Gibbs chuckled. He had no doubt that his son at least believed that he had met Kate the other night. What was on his mind, was whether she had 'appeared' for another reason other than to confess, but now was not the time for that.

"We need to find her killer, and fast." Tony stated determinedly, and went to Abby's room to see what she found.

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"Ziva."

"Yes, Abbah?" She looked up at the computer screen to see her father's displeased look. "Michael has informed me that you were not present at the meeting yesterday."

"He is right, Abbah." She replied. There was no use trying to deny it. "I was with a friend."

"You were tasked to protect your brother, and you could just simply forsake the duty of your own blood for a mere boy?" He said angrily. She didn't flinch when he raised his voice, but she glanced up at him with a certain amount of rage at the mention of Tony.

"You had me followed?" She said, with a hint of spite.

"Of course, I did. You have forgotten your roots. The daughter I raised would not disobey a direct order!" Ziva had to mentally calm herself down, in order for her not to retaliate and shout at her father. She stayed silent on her part of the conversation.

"Now," Eli said in a calm voice."you will go back to Michael, and finish the job. If anyone tries to solve the case, kill them, and leave no trace."

Ziva could not answer, nor look at her father, because she knew that whichever way it went, she would be forced to kill all her friends. There would be nothing she could do to save any of them. The best she could do was to take Tony and run, but he would never forgive her. She couldn't let that happen. Not when they had just lost Kate.

"Also, you are to return to Israel with Michael at the end of your mission." He said, when she did not respond to his orders. He paused, and as if to make himself clearer, said "Your time in the States is over. You will return home permanently and immediately, is that clear?"

Ziva looked at her father in a mix of horror and anger, but swallowed it down. She could not show him any emotion. She could not let him know how she really felt about the situation. "I understand, Abbah."

"Good. I shall tell your aunt to expect you back by the end of the month." Eli said, and turned off the web cam.

"That means one more month to live before all hell breaks lose." Ziva mumbled to herself and stared the now blank computer screen. She sighed heavily and looked at the framed photo on her table.

It was a photo that she had managed to convince a random stranger to take a few weeks before Kate's death. The photo was of her, Tony, and Kate. Tony's arms were looped around both girls, and the three of them were smiling happily. At that time, none of them knew that this group photo would be one of their last ones taken together.

Ziva gently placed the photo back on to her table and asked the smiling brunette girl in the photo a question.

"Why did you fall in love with him, Kate? Now, I can never have him."

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Okayyyy:P Yep I know, there wasn't enough Tiva interaction here either, was there? Well, I tried, but the plot hasn't come to that yet. I already let Ziva be the one to bring Tony back. Originally, it was going to be Abby... :) I'll be focusing on them more after this chapter, since I had yet to explain Ziva's side to the story.

I hope you guys got a better idea of what Ziva is actually doing, and why. I am trying to be consistent with some of the story plots and characters from the show, so I hope you all forgive me if this is a little out of character. If I made some horrifying mistake, please let me know:) or if you have any suggestions or comments, please hit the review button below^^

Until next time,

~Lianna