A/N I'm baaaaaaaack!

Lol. Always wanted to do that.

So, this is my new fic. I've had it planned for a while, then today I went and wrote 11 chapters. Woot!! (doesn't mean I'll be posting them any quicker though. Sorry!)



Ziva boarded the plane, clutching her bag and navigating her way to her seat.

She kept flashing back to the past month's events.


The team assembled in the Director's office.

"Officer David, the liaison position with NCIS is being terminated. You're going home," Vance said.

Ziva cast a nervous sideways look at Gibbs, but even he looked as shocked as she was.

McGee received his orders, before Vance turned to Tony.

"You've been reassigned. Agent Afloat, USS Ronald Reagan. Pack your bags, you fly out tomorrow."

That was the hardest thing to hear. How could she say goodbye in less than a day?


That night, after everyone had managed to farewell everyone, which ended in Abby fleeing the room in tears, Ziva went to Tony's place.

The brief hug they had shared was not enough to say goodbye. Not for them.

Ziva knocked on the door, which opened almost immediately.

"Ziva, what-"

"Can I come in?"

Tony backed away from the door to allow her entry.

Inside the apartment was in shambles. Boxes were all around, a suitcase lay open on the couch, and the stereo was playing softly in the background.

"So when do you leave?" Tony asked, sidestepping her and returning to his packing.

"Two weeks. Lots of termination paperwork," she admitted, perching herself on the couch armrest.

Tony didn't answer, focusing instead on his boxes.


He looked at her. "What?"

"Do you think we'll be together again?"

Even as the words left her mouth she felt stupid. This wasn't like her, showing worry to someone else, particularly someone of the opposite sex.

But this was Tony. He was different.

"I think we will," he answered.

"Tony, I-"

Tony walked directly up to her and kissed her, on the mouth, wrapping his arms around her. "We will be together again," he murmured. "I promise."

He picked her up and carried her from the room.


Ziva woke to the sound of someone walking around the room. She sat up, pushing the covers back slightly.


"Shh, go back to sleep," he said.

He was collecting his last-minute items.

Ready to leave.


He sat down on the edge of the bed and kissed her forehead. "I love you."

And with that, he was gone.


Ziva shook her head slightly. He was gone. She hadn't heard from him since that morning. She'd been checking her phone and email obsessively, waiting for some sign of him.

Ziva sat down in her seat, putting her bag down and looking out the window.

After take-off, she put her hand on her stomach. "Well, Tateleh, it looks like it's just you and me."


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