Hey guys, this is actually the last chapter. I didn't intend it to be but it just ended up developing that way. I hope you all enjoy it and thankyou so much for all the interest and great reviews, it means a lot to me. Enjoy. Miss-Margaret-4077
McGee followed Gibbs into the entrance of Brason's Plastics and once they were inside they walked up to one of the employees, Gibbs flashed his I.D and badge and said, "I need to speak with your boss."
"He's over there." The employee, whose name was Mike, replied.
Gibbs and McGee walked over to the man Mike had pointed out. "Special Agents Gibbs and McGee, NCIS. Do you recognise this man?" Gibbs asked, showing him the photo of Corporal Fisher.
"Yeah, came last week, why what's he done?"
"He's dead." Gibbs replied.
"Oh, right, what's that got to do with me?"
"He bought plastic components from you and used them to assemble a bomb, which almost killed my team, that's what this has to do with you." Gibbs said.
"Hey, I didn't make no bomb, you can't blame me for this."
"Who said I was blaming you? I just told you Fisher bought some parts from you. Should I be blaming you?"
"No! I am not responsible for what my customers do with my products. Now, have you got any more questions or can I get back to work?"
"No, we're done. Let's go McGee."
"That was pointless." Ziva said
"No, it wasn't, come on, admit it, you had fun." Tony replied.
"No, I didn't. I can't see the point of that game."
"Well, what do you suggest we do then?"
"Something other than play stupid games." Ziva replied.
"You know, you're snappy when you're tired."
"Who said I was tired?"
"Ziva, come on, I know you, go have some rest."
"I don't trust you."
"What's not to trust?" Tony reconsidered his words, "Okay, so don't answer that… I promise I won't do anything."
"I guess I have no choice but to believe you."
"I guess you do. Do you need help getting to your bedroom?" Tony asked, standing up.
"I can manage." Ziva got up off the couch, she took a few steps, instead of making her way to her room, she ended up crashing into Tony.
"Like that is it?"
"Okay, maybe I do need some help." Ziva replied, allowing Tony to steer her in the right direction. Tony led her into her room, "Do you want me to help you get changed?"
"Tony, I can definitely do that myself, now leave."
"Shut the door Tony." He was still in the room, and Ziva knew it, she hadn't heard him walk out, "With you on the other side, Tony."
"Fine." This time, he shut the door and left her room. Tony walked back over to the couch and sat back down. A few moments later he heard his cell phone ring, "DiNozzo." He answered.
"How's Ziva?" Gibbs asked.
"She's doing okay, she's asleep at the moment."
"You stay with her."
"Sure thing, boss. Have you and McGee had any luck?"
Gibbs hung up.
Gibbs went up to Jenny's office, "She in, Cynthia?"
"She's expecting you, Agent Gibbs."
Jenny looked up from her desk, as she heard Gibbs enter, "Jethro, I see you made it. Rather punctually I might add. How's Ziva?"
"DiNozzo's with her, he said she's doing okay."
"Good to hear."
"I heard you were expecting me, Director."
" 'Director' ? Jethro, I would think we'd moved past that now, wouldn't you?"
He smiled, "Right, you're talking about the other night."
"Good guess, Jethro."
"Well…I don't have regrets, if that's where this is going."
"Good to know, neither do I. It made me feel like we were working together, like in the old days. It was a good feeling to have you that close to me again, Jethro. We made a good team."
"Yes, we did. I don't know where this will end up Jen, but if you're willing to let us see where it takes us, then so am I."
"That's reassuring, Jethro, thankyou for saying that. I don't really want to lose you again, it was my fault before and I don't want to make the same mistake again."
Gibbs' cell phone rang, "Yeah, Gibbs."
"Boss, I managed to track down Fisher's buddies who were involved with the counterfeiting."
"I'll be right there, McGee." He hung up, "Jen, I gotta go, we got a lead. I'll see you later." He said.
"Boss, I have the names and addresses of three of Fisher's accomplices."
"Good job, McGee. Let's go."
They arrived at the first address not long after, (Gibbs was driving). They walked up to the front door, they knocked and announced themselves. They received no answer, so Gibbs kicked the door open. They entered the house and started searching for any one who may be in there.
"There's no one here, Boss."
"I can see that, McGee. Start looking around, I'll take the inside, you take the outside."
McGee went to the back yard and found a shed, he went inside and found some equipment for making fake bills. "Boss! I found something!" He called. Gibbs heard him and went to him. "Bag it, McGee. And get it to Abby."
McGee started to collect what he'd found.
Once he'd collected everything they moved onto the next address, hoping that someone would be there. They were in luck. When they arrived they saw a car in the driveway, which was a good sign.
They walked up to the front door, they knocked and announced themselves. They heard someone start running, McGee saw him come from around the back of the house, and get into the car. Gibbs spotted him, so he and McGee raced back to their car and pursued him. Eventually they managed to cut him off. They arrested him and bought him back to NCIS.
"Why'd you run?"
"I don't have to say anything to you."
"You don't but it'd be helpful if you did. And better for the both of us." Gibbs placed a photo of Corporal Fisher in front of their suspect, whose name was, Brad Phillips. "I take it you know this man?"
"Is that Alex?"
"It sure is, now, did you put him there or was it one of your other buddies?"
"Hell no! I didn't kill anyone."
"Now, why don't I believe you?"
"I don't know, but you should. I couldn't kill him, he was my friend."
"A friend who was planning to shut down your little operation? And go at it solo? He made the bomb which nearly killed my team, but my guess is that it was meant for you, and you found out what he'd done, so you killed him."
"That is not true."
"Really? Then why did the two bullets we found in your friend, match your weapon?"
"Did you ever think that someone else stole my gun?"
"You raise a good point, except that your fingerprints were found on Fisher's body, explain that." Gibbs said.
"Fine. Well, it wasn't just me, okay. I found out that Alex was going to screw us over and go at it solo, when we found out he was planning to blow everything up, we had to stop him."
Gibbs placed a pen and a notepad in front of Phillips, "I want names, places, every little detail. Now write."
"Do I get some kind of deal for this?"
"Unlikely, but you never know."
Once he'd finished he gave Gibbs the notepad and Gibbs told McGee to bring in the others. He was glad this one was over, all that he needed was for Ziva to get her sight back.
Ziva woke up about an hour later, she called for Tony as she wasn't sure she could make it out of her bedroom without injuring herself somehow. Tony came to her door, opened it, and helped Ziva. "Feel better now?"
"A little. I will feel much better when I get this stupid bandage off my head though." She replied.
"Well, you'll find out tomorrow if your eyes have healed properly."
"I don't know if I can wait that long."
"Come and sit down." Tony directed her to the couch and sat her and himself down.
"Everything. I really appreciate you helping me like this. You have no idea how frustrating and frightening having no sight is."
"It's my pleasure, Ziva. And don't worry so much about your sight, I'm sure it'll come back." He said, putting his arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer to him.
"I hope you're right." She said.
That afternoon, Tony took Ziva to see the doctor about whether or not her eyes were healed properly. Ziva was very apprehensive about this visit. She really wanted the doctor to tell her everything would be okay, even though she knew there was a possibility that everything wouldn't be okay.
Tony led her into the building to see the doctor. He stood outside the room whilst the doctor examined her eyes and gave her the diagnosis.
The doctor removed the bandages to reveal Ziva's slightly inflamed eyes. "Okay, keep your eyes closed and place your hand over your eyes. Open them slowly and tell me if you can see my hand." The doctor told her.
Ziva did as she was told, she blinked a few times before saying, "I can see. I see your hand. Thankyou so much, doctor."
"It was all you, Miss David."
"Tony!" She called.
Tony came in, and she walked straight over to him, she purposely bumped right into him, making a reference to her bumping into him yesterday. "So?"
She looked right into his eyes, "I can see!"
"That's great, Ziva." He replied, "I was really worried that you wouldn't be able to."
"So was I."
"If you're ready, you can leave now, Miss David."
"I sure am." She replied. She had to sign a few things first, but when she'd finished, she and Tony walked out. "You have no idea how wonderful it is to see the sky again, Tony. Or anything for that matter. Even you." She said, with a smirk.
"Someone's changed their tune. Not that I'm complaining, of course." He replied.
They walked over to Tony's car, "Am I taking you home or to NCIS?"
"Home, first, I need a few things."
They drove to Ziva's place, at a relatively normal speed, after all Tony was driving, not Ziva.
When they arrived they both got out of the car, mostly out of habit, Tony opened Ziva's door for her. "You know, I can see now Tony."
"I know that, but I like doing things for you."
They walked up to the front door, Ziva knew Tony would try and open it for her, she wriggled her way in front of him before he had a chance to stop her. They were now standing very close to one another, Ziva stood looking up at Tony. "You going to open the door or are we just going to stand here for the rest of our lives?" Tony asked, sarcastically.
"Depends…" Ziva replied.
"On what we're going to do when we get inside."
Playing the idiot, Tony replied, "Well, you're going to get your things and I'm going to wait for you…is that the right answer?"
"It's one of them…" Ziva replied, suggestively.
"I think I like the sound of that…" Tony replied. Ziva was still in front of him, he moved closer to her and reached around her and opened the door with her key.
They went inside. "You wait here, I'm going to have a shower first, I feel all icky."
"That's a really great description, Ziva." Tony replied, sarcastically.
"Whatever, it worked didn't it?"
Tony watched as Ziva went into the bathroom, she closed the door, but didn't lock it. Tony assumed she had though. He expected her to take forever, he'd picked up over the years that women took forever in the shower, he assumed Ziva would be no different, but then, she was Ziva, not exactly the most feminine women he'd ever known…He was proved wrong, she took her time.
She emerged from the bathroom a while later, dressed only in a towel, she'd completely forgotten to get some clothes before she'd gone in, much to Tony's delight.
"You know that towel does something for you Ziva." He said, watching her walk over to her room.
"What! Just saying, you look hot."
"Well, don't look anymore."
"Bit hard to now, Ziva. The image is already in my mind." He said, walking over to her. She tried to get away and go into her room, but he caught her. "Ha, I got you."
"Yes, now will you let go of me and let me get dressed?"
"Maybe I will, maybe I won't. I like this look on you Ziva…" He said, smirking.
"Shut up…" She replied, wrapping her arms around his neck, and pressing her lips to his, sneaking her tongue inside his mouth. He responded with equal passion. As they kissed, Ziva's towel was becoming loose, she didn't really notice until Tony did, which meant it was too late.
"Eh, Ziva…I believe you're missing something." He said.
"Oh.. I… eh… I'm…"
Tony picked her towel up and wrapped it around her nearly dry body.
" I.. I'm.. I'm sorry about that Tony."
"Don't be." He replied, kissing her again.
Breaking apart, Ziva said, "Let me get dressed, I'm getting cold."
"Oh I can fix that." Tony said.
"I don't doubt you can, and I'm sure I'd enjoy that, but this towel is not very comfortable…"
"Who said you needed a towel…" He directed her into her bedroom and laid her down on the bed. He undressed himself and fell next to her, he kissed her lips again and she said, "You know, I could get used to this, Tony."
The next day, Tony drove Ziva to work. Partly out of habit and partly because he liked to. They entered the bullpen together and greeted everyone.
"Ziva, I see you're back." Gibbs said.
"Good to hear."
Abby practically knocked Ziva over when she saw her, "Ziva! Oh, I was so worried about you. I'm so glad you're okay. I see Tony took good care of you."
"Yes, he did."
Ziva also spoke to McGee and Ducky, who were also very glad she was okay. Ziva made her way up to Jenny's, she insisted to Tony that she do this one alone.
"Ziva, you're back."
Jenny got up and hugged her friend, "I was worried about you Ziva, I didn't like to see you go through that, it must have been terrifying."
"It was, but I'm okay now, and Tony's taking good care of me, so it's all okay."
"I'm glad. I knew he would, he's got a big heart."
"Yes, he does, I didn't know it for sure until recently. But I'm glad I found my way into it." She said, "See you later, Jenny."
Jenny smiled, "See you Ziva."
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