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A/N Some Season 5 Spoilers!


1) Arms of an Angel – Sarah McLachlan

Ziva sighed as she slipped out of the bed. She looked at the sleeping body and shook her head. What had happened should never have happened. She was leaving that morning, leaving to go home. Or at least, back to the place she once called home.

Turning away from the sleeping figure, Ziva quietly and quickly dressed. It was about four in the morning, her plane left at eight. But she couldn't stay, not now, not ever. It would be too hard, for both of them. It was better, she decided, to go now. He would move on and find someone else, they always did. A one night stand half way across the world wouldn't bother him . . . she hoped.

She took one last look at the figure and sighed sadly, "Goodbye, T . . ."

2) Picture of You – The Last Goodnight

He lightly traced the figure in the photograph with his thumb. He remembered when it was taken. They were happy, and smiling. He remembered her squealing after he'd taken it, slightly annoyed at the slightly unflattering photograph. But he had thought, still thought, she looked beautiful. So carefree and innocent, something not often seen on people in their line of work.

He placed the photograph back on the shelf. He sighed and turned away from the memory, thinking about what they could have been.

3) Gorecki – Lamb

McGee rolled over sleepily and found that his hand hit the empty space next to him. He cracked open one eye and mumbled, "Ziva?"

When he got no reply, he clumsily pulled himself into a sitting position and his eyes swept the apartment. "Ziva?" he called again.

Still no reply, so he swung his legs over the side of the bed, and padded out of the bedroom and into the living room. He looked around, but couldn't spot her anywhere. He sighed and decided to try the kitchen.

Loudly, he stumbled into the kitchen, still half asleep. There was no one about, but the kettle was on. McGee spotted a note next to the kettle, written in Ziva's neat handwriting. He clambered over to it and picked it up. It read,

Tim,

I am sorry about this. But I had to go. I just could not do it. I know, you'll argue, but it is complicated. Please, just respect my decision.

I love you,

Ziva.

He gasped and the note fell to the floor as he went limp. She wouldn't have left time, would she? He felt the tears well up in his eyes and he collapsed against the counter. She was gone. He loved her and she was gone. McGee drew his knees to his chest and buried his face in his arms. He wouldn't cry, or so he told himself.

"Tim?" His head jerked up at the sound of the familiar voice. "Why are you on the floor? I thought you were still in bed. I just went to get some parsley. Can't have an omelette without it . . ."

4) Slipped Away – Avril Lavigne

The headstones shone in the twilight sun. It was growing dark, but he liked visiting the grave at this time, it was peaceful and quiet.

He found the one he was looking for; he knew exactly where it was. He'd been coming here for a long, long time, ever since her death.

Tim sighed, knelt down and traced the words with his finger. They were so familiar. He should know, he wrote them. But it never got any easier. Every time he visited, it was like a little part of his heart broke all over again.

4) Hero – Chad Kroger

As the bullet whizzed past his feet, Jethro Gibbs dropped his coffee with a splash and ran. He knew exactly who resided behind that window and there was no way in hell he'd let anything happen to her. Gibbs had already lost one agent to that monster, he wasn't about to lose another.

He ran, and as he did, a million thoughts ran through his head. The main one being, what if she is already dead. He couldn't save Kate, and now, he had a sinking feeling that he couldn't save Abby. He couldn't save anyone he loved. Shannon. Kelly. All his loved ones fell in front of him. Gone. Forever.

But not this time, he promised himself, no one else would die this time.

5) Never Again – Kelly Clarkson

How could he? She had loved him, respected him. She thought she knew him, really knew him. They told each other everything, or so she believed. She guessed that was a lie too. Tony DiNardo, no DiNozzo, that was his real name, was just like them. Like her father. A liar. Keeping things from the ones they love, or at least, think they love.

It had hurt. It had hurt so much she thought she'd break. And she did, just not in the way she wanted to. When he had told her, it was a blow to the heart, but she held onto the little bit of hope that he really loved her, that he would come back to her.

But when she didn't hear from him, even after she knew he had the letter, she knew that she would never again trust someone so willingly.

6) Mad World – Michael Andrews

"You can't leave," Abby sobbed. "None of you can leave. I won't allow it." Abby looked up at the others standing in front of her with tear streaked cheeks.

"He can't do that," she said angrily. "He can't. I've already lost the Director, I'm not losing you too!" Abby was bordering on hysterical.

"Abs," Gibbs tried to pacify the hysterical Goth. "It'll be okay . . ."

"Okay?" Abby shrieked. "How can it be okay? Tony getting stuck on a ship. Ziva's going to a place where she can get blown up. McGee is going to computer crimes. And you are getting new ones. I don't want anyone new. I want you."

Abby broke down into tears again and threw herself at the closest body. "I don't want you to go."

7) I'm Your Angel – Celine Dion and R. Kelly

"You know that I love you," Tony murmured as they lay next to each other under the night sky. They had just finished a romantic, twilight lit picnic and now they were just enjoying each other company.

"You are not so bad yourself," Ziva replied, rolling onto her side and pecking his cheek.

Tony grinned, shifted and caught Ziva's mouth. She groaned as he pulled her down on top of him and deepened his kiss. "God, I love you so much," he mumbled against her lips.

"Feeling's mutual," Ziva replied, though Tony had to strain his ears to figure out what she was saying.

Tony broke their connection, sat up and pulled Ziva's head into his lap. He stroked her forehead, letting his fingers run through her hair. "Marry me, Ziva," he said suddenly.

"What?"

"Yes, marry me," Tony repeated. "I couldn't imagine spending my life without you, my little Mossad angel. Marry me."

"Yes.

8) Happy Ending – Mika

"This can never happen again," Ziva muttered as she pulled herself out of the bed. "I am leaving this afternoon. We can't be together. Ever."

"But, Ziva," Tony pleaded, sitting up in the bed. "Ziva, I can't . . ."

"Yes, you can, Tony," she said with little emotion. "It was fun, but you must forget about me."

"Forget?!" How the hell am I meant to forget?" he yelled.

"I might never see you again, Tony," Ziva replied loudly. "For all I know, I could get killed on my first mission."

"Don't say that," Tony muttered angrily. "Don't think like that."

"But it is true, it is reality," Ziva sighed and picked up her coat. She had been getting dressed while they had been talking. "Find someone, Tony. Love her, have a family. But that person isn't me."

"But . . ." Ziva didn't reply and shot him one last sad look as she walked calmly out the room. There would be no happy endings for either of them.

9) Come What May – Moulin Rouge

"Ziva, when you walked into my life all those years, I thought you were replacing someone special," he started. "But that was never the case. You are that someone special and I thank the Gods for everyday they give us together. There is no one else I would rather spend my life with. You are my heart, Ziva. The other part of my soul. My best friend, my partner. I would trust you with my life, hell, I already do. Whatever happens, we will get through it together, I know we will. Love like ours is something special, and you, my Ziva, are something so special. So with this ring, I thee wed."

10) Keep Holding On – Avril Lavigne

"I'll sort this, don't worry," Gibbs reassured, looking at the devastated faces of his team. They were being split up, all thanks to Vance.

"How can you fix it, boss," McGee questioned. "I mean, Vance is director, he has authority . . ." Sweet, innocent McGee, always following the rules.

"Does it look like I follow rules?" Gibbs replied, giving McGee a customary stare. "I'm not letting him break up the best team I've had in years. Even if it means moving to the FBI . . ."

Tony smirked. "Fornell would love that, wouldn't he. But in all honesty, what are you going to do, boss?"

"Leave that to me," Gibbs answered curtly. He knew it was up to him to keep them together. After all, they were his, and no one was going to take that away from him.