Disclaimer: You mean I don't own NCIS? *Smh…*
A/N: Alright, since you all loved the first chapter and I got lots of visitors and hits (Thanks! :D ) I decided to make this a two-shot instead of a one-shot. Enjoy and review! (Maybe?) :P
"Ziva…I'm so sorry…for everything. You have no idea what I want to do to each man who ever laid a hand on you. Really, I couldn't be prouder of you, dealing with this injustice all by yourself for this long. And don't think for a second that I think any less of you for this. If anything, I thinkmoreof you. You're safe now." With that she nodded and hugged him again, this time without sobbing. She kissed his cheek.
"Thank you Tony." He smiled weakly back and stroked her hair.
"No, thank you for letting me in."
Tony and Ziva ended up falling asleep together on her sofa with Tony's arms wrapped around her. They woke around 0600, and Tony left to get ready for work. When they arrived, McGee, Gibbs, Abby, Ducky, and even Palmer noticed a change in Ziva's mood. She was a little pensive, but also much happier and alert than she was yesterday. At lunch, when Gibbs went out for coffee and to stop to get a Caf-Pow!, McGee decided to talk to Ziva.
"Ziv? He asked from across the squad-room. She turned in his direction and smiled.
He hesitated, but only for a moment. "Are you okay? It's just that you seemed a little out of it yesterday and…"
"I am now McGee, thank you. I was not feeling…happy yesterday, but I'm much better now."
"Alright. I'm here if you need me, you know that right?"
She smiled at him again. "Yes I know McGee. Thank you. I know you are all here for me now." At this she made a pointed glance at Tony, who she could see was trying to hide a small smile behind his computer screen. "All of you. Even that guy." She pointed to him and McGee laughed loudly. Tony shot him an annoyed glance and threw a paper ball at him. "And here we go again." Ziva chuckled before getting back to work. As aggravating as those two could be, she wouldn't have it any other way. This team has become her family in every sense of the word, and she would never take that for granted or question it again.