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Carry You Home-James Blunt

He is walking for over two hours.
-Damn! I'll never find her... -Tony says.
He see a man, first he looks just like another man, but there is something in his eyes that disturbs him.
Tony follows him, the man runs to a corner where there is an old swimming pool.
They are in a dark and wet room, the same dark and wet room where Ziva was. But she's not there, Tony doesn't see her. He only sees the man, with that evil eyes pointing his gun.
-Looking for someone?-The man asked.
-Where's she?!
-She? Who?
-Ziva. I know that you have her...
-Your little friend is not here.
In the other room, near to the pool, tied to a chair is Ziva. When she hear Tony's voice she doesn't know if she should laugh or if she should cry.
-TONY! -She shouts.
The man that is guarding her makes a rip with a knife above her navel.
Tony can hear that she's screaming, he can hear her crying softly. "Hell! What did this girl do to the world to be always in problems?" he thinks.
"Trouble is her only friend
And he's back again
Makes her body older
Than it really is"
He draws his weapon and points it to the man.
-Drop your weapon!
Tony slowly, he lows to put the gun down. How could he think about saving his life if he doesn't even know if Ziva is OK, that man may killed her when she shouted.
"She says it's high time she went away,
No one's got much to say in this town
Trouble is the only way is down
Down, down
As strong as you were,
Tender you go
I'm watching you breathing
For the last time
A song for your heart,
But when it is quiet,
I know what it means
And I'll carry you home
I'll carry you home"
In that second he only wishes that she could run away of all the problems, all the pain.
"If she had wings she would fly away,
And another day God will give her some
Trouble is the only way is down
Down, down..."
Like an impulse he pulls the trigger in that precise moment, and hits him in the foot.
When Ziva hears the gunshot her heart almost stops, but then she hears the man screaming and quites a little bit.
The man is in the floor writhing in pain. Tony shot him in the heart. Now it's time to save her, to carry she home.
The other man pushes Ziva into the water, and she drowns due to the weight of the chair.
Tony breaks down the door and shoots the other man.
Ziva tries to come to the surface, but she can't. She's staying with no air.
He picks the knife of the man and dives into the pool. He's going to save her. He has to. He needs to. He knows that she will survive, she's strong. He cuts the chords that tie her to the chair and pull her to the surface.
"As strong as you were,
Tender you go
I'm watching you breathing
For the last time
A song for your heart,
But when it is quiet,
I know what it means
And I'll carry you home
I'll carry you home"
She's bleeding. Tony cuts his shirt and halts the bleed. She's not breathing and she has no pulse.
He starts the cardiac massage. Then, his lips touch her.
-Breath, please breath! Ziva!!!
"And they were all born pretty in New York City tonight..."
Looking at her Tony thinks how life is ironic, how could a so strong girl needs to his help to make her heart beat. Yes, deep in her heart she's only an inocent little girl, who doesn't diserves what's happening.
"And someone's little girl was taken from the world tonight..."
He prepares to let her go, to stop to press her chest, there isn't a breath, there isn't a heart beat...
"Under the Stars and Stripes..."
When he finnaly stops, and a vast emptiness consumes him, for the first time in his life he knows how it feels like to have nothing.
-Why are you doing this to me Zi? Please... I need you. I do. -He whispers caressing her hair.
And then he hears a voice, a fragile voice:
-Tony...
-Ziva you're...alive. Thank you, god...
"As strong as you were,
Tender you go
I'm watching you breathing
For the last time"
He takes her in his arms. And walks to the street. There's so much traffic that the best is walk to the hospital.
She's slowly breathing against his chest, she's fragile, she's weak, but that doesn't matter, because she's alive, and until Tony's heart stops beating, he'll not give up on her.
"A song for your heart,
But when it is quiet,
I know what it means
And I'll carry you home
I'll carry you home,
I'll carry you home..."
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own NCIS. So disclaimed.

My therapist told me that if you want to inspect something thoroughly simply hold it in your hands. It slows us down by affecting our perception. When he said it I laughed and asked him “What am I suppose to do? Grab the girl and slowly twirl her around while never releasing my grip?” Ha! And he thinks I’m the one in need of a therapist.

10:00 pm

It was funny… all the things you noticed about a person if you watched them long enough. The small things; some done out of habit and some done when they thought no one else was watching....
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chapter 3 yay i realy like the way this is going but i really want to know what you guy want also
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tony’s pov
Loud music was blaring in the apartment when he knocked on the door when they finally opened the door the girls were mad even more mad then they were before and when he got up the nerve to ask if he could come in he was hit on the back of the head hard
That is when they registered the ding and there furious expressions turned to livid ones
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ziva and abby ‘s pov before tony arrived
When...
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i need help cus i have writers block and i need help chapter 2 was complet crap so some one give me ideas
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oh and i want a vote do u think i should delet the the intier 2 chapter or try to just write an fix it hope that i can fix it to your liking pleas coment and tell me how to make it beter
posted by NCISCHIK
OK WE WERE IN CLASS AND IT WAS THE DAY WE HAD TO TAKE THAT RETARDED A.C.T. TEST I DONT KNOW WHY WE HAVE TO DO THIS IN 8TH GRADE IT IS JUST STUPID BUT THE POINT IS THAT WE DID AND OUR ROOM WAS DONE AND WE WERE ALLOWED TO PASS NOTES AND THE WE GOT IN TROUBLE FOR MAKING THEM INTO PAPER BALLS AND THROWING THEM AT EACH OTHER SO THEN ONE KIDS YELLED OUT "WHEN PASSING NOTES GOES WRONG'" AND ALL I THOUGHT ABOUT WAS TIVA SO HERE IT IS BTW I GOT MY COMPUTER STUCK ON ALL CAPS SO PLEASE IGNORE IT AND IF YOU KNOW HOW TO FIX IT THEN PLEASE TELL ME (OH AND I DID TRY THE CAP BOTTON HEATHER SO DONT GO THERE...
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A/N: I apologise for the delay between the chapters, I've had exams and alot of school stuff do. Thank you for everyone who has reviewed, added my story as an alert or favourite and read it. I apologise if I have any spelling mistakes or whatever, despite me being fairly good at English, I often miss things when I reread my work. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS.
Song: Tonight by Enrique Iglesias featuring Ludacris.

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A/N: Thank you everyone who reviewed,you all rock! Y'all definitely brought a smile to my face, the more feedback – the fast I update. Apologies for any spelling or grammar mistakes, just eager to get this oven and done with and didn't spellcheck – will do later. Advice? Listen to song while reading, gets you into my state of mind.
Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS.
Song: In My Veins by Andrew Belle.


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A/N: This is how I expect the November Two-Parter to go in my mind, without any reference to any of the current spoilers. This is my first Tiva/NCIS fiction and my first time to write in third person, so, be kind to me – I’m new to this. I love feedback and how to improve my writing, especially since writing this was kind of my preparation for my English exam. This may not be exciting but I promise to make it as better as the story goes further – it is a four/fiveshot.



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It was a cold Friday night where the moon hung in the sky which illuminated the city, accompanied by the stars and...
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OKAY. HERE'S THE DEALIO.

THIS TOOK FOREVER FOR ME TO WRITE. HEBREW IS SOOOO CONFUSING. I HATE GOOGLE TRANSLATE. ANYHOO, IF SOMETHING'S WRONG, CORRECT ME.

I KNOW THERE ARE NO QUOTATION MARkS. SORRY. NOT ADDING 'EM ALL IN.

ENJOY.


Tony was bored. Really, really bored. There were no cases, only mountains of paperwork. Stealing a glance hat his brilliant ninja partner, he noticed she was simply sitting there, as bored as he was, also. He grinned and shot her an IM.
שלום זיוה (Hello Ziva)
She gave him a strange look at his use of Hebrew but answered him anyway.
Cosa vuoi, Tony? (What do you want,...
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posted by NCIS_Addict_87
Another sleepless night, another note, another day without Ziva. He didn’t know if he could deal with anything other than another rescue. He folded & unfolded the paper in his hands, replaying the words in his head – Flight 646 6:20 pm accompanied by the words you won’t want to miss this. He looked at the clock… only 8:45 am. What the hell was he supposed to do for the next 9.5 hours?

McGee and Abby stood around the corner, out of Tony’s line of sight whispering quietly. “Timmy he doesn’t look good. He hasn’t slept, he won’t eat and he hasn’t even showered. I’m starting...
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so I'm dead tired right now, but i have NO other time to write before the deadline, and i have no idea what I'm writing yet, so here goes nothing. ;P sorry if it's too ooc for some of ya, but it just worked out better.

Disclaim: if i ran ncis, tiva would have happened in season three, so i obviously don't own it. ;( plus, Michael would have had to suffer A WHOLE HECK UVULA LOT MORE THAN HE DID!---sorry, I'm in a really anti-rivkin mood. ;/

******Friday morning.**********

Ziva heard the faint ping of an elevator approaching the squad room floor. she adverted her eager eyes to the source of the...
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Bitter and Blue- 1462 words

Tony had been acting strange for the whole day.

It was almost like he didn’t want to work.

Not that that was weird for Tony, as normally he spent his hours lounging back on his desk chair and shooting spitballs at McGee. But this time…it was different. It was almost like he was late for something. He was trying to use any excuse he could think of to get out of the office. Ziva’s mind worked in overdrive.

At midday

The sun beat down on their backs as Ziva clicked the camera around the crime scene.

    “DiNozzo,” barked Gibbs, “Go to your...
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posted by soccergal39
----"Can't unsay what you hearrdd....'cause you heard me right. And i won't try to fight 'em back or hide my feelings for you, I unapologiizee!"--Carrie Underwood, unapologize. aka, best song EVER! seriously, I will give you props once i figure out how if you listen to that song!!!!

disclaim: Don't own NCIS or anything but some dvds and the reruns i watch. or songs. sorry, it's the sad truth ;( ONE DAY, Don Bellisario!

****Friday Morning****

---"Why hello, my overly late partner! May i ask why you are late?" the womanizing movie freak that was tony dinozzo inquired of his partner.

"see, that depends....
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posted by mossheart1235
She can't sleep. She tosses and turns, flips, and falls off the bed sometimes, but she doesn't sleep. All she can see, all she will ever see, is the tears that cloud her vision as the blood spills from his chest.
It has only been two hours and she has already cried enough tears to fill the Nile River twice over. The whole team has tried so hard, but she will never, EVER forget the look on his face as he realises what is to come.
She hates it. She hates everything. Everything that has ever caused her pain. Ari. Michael. Her father. Saleem. And now, this.
She sees the explosion. It replays, over...
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posted by mossheart1235
His eyes flick up, every now and then, simply watching her.

She teases him, twirling a bit of hair around on her fingers where he can see it.

He wants to grab it, desperately, but his teacher will see, and his teacher hates flirting. Of any kind.


Twenty years later, he is in the same predicament.

Except now, she isn't twirling her hair or biting her freshly painted nails.

She's aiming a gun directly at a killer, telling him to get up and put his hands behind his head.

Normally he'd be watching her from behind...

If he weren't lying underneath another guy.

So he appreciates the view from below.

Her mocha...
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posted by obsessedbyncis
Invitation

December 24th, NCIS, 6.30pm

Tony was sitting at his desk, finishing his paperwork, counting minutes for leaving home. Christmas. However, it didn't mean much to him. Not this year. In past few years, he used to invite some hot girl to his apartment, usually stayed for a night or two. But not this year. Everything had changed a lot. He took a look to his partner working opposite to him. Her dark, tender eyes were following her hand, writing a case report.

»So, Dah-veed,« he heard himself say, »What are ya doing for Christmas?«

»In our family, we don't celebrate Christmas,« she smirked....
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posted by BarbaraCocaCola
Tony POV

There she is. She is trying to hide what happened… what almost happened. I can see that it’s not being easy to her. Her eyes still tearing because of the shock. I mean, the almost shock.
-You wanted to see us, boss? –I tremble saying this “us”.
-Yes, the people that were find dead during this month have something in common. All of them were members of a dance club.
-So, the killer must be in the dance club…
-Really, McGee?! –Gibbs says.
-So… you want us to go there and ask a few questions? –Ziva says. Her voice seems so sad, so disappointed. I should have kissed her, even...
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posted by mossheart1235
I watched Aliyah last night and came up with this in my head. This is how I'd wished it had gone.

“You jeopardised your entire career and for what?” Ziva snarled.
“For you.” He said it so softly she almost wasn't sure if he had said it.
Her right hand swung up, to punch him no doubt (frankly, he didn't blame her, he'd already punched himself twice) but he was prepared and caught her wrist before it made contact with his face. Her other hand barely came up before he'd grabbed that wrist also. Without thinking, he pushed her around a column and into a corner. Ziva tried to wiggle her way...
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Here is the last chapter! I would like to say thanks to everybody that read and commented my fanfics specially to Cassie R. that helped me chosing the song. Thank you Cassie! HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

Begin Again-Colbie Caillat

Finnaly the kiss ends and the magic dissolves in the air. They could feel jitters coming. Ziva solves to break the silence.
-What was this, Tony? -She says almost whispering.
-I'm sorry Ziva, I...
Rosa, the nurse is looking at them with that little-pretty smile as when she watches those mexican soup operas, that she loves.
-I understand, it was the tension of the moment sorry, I shouldn't...
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