Willow went home with Tony and Ziva and Andy a few hours later. There was no reason for her to stay for long. They got home and talked on the couch while Andy played on the floor next to them. Andy was getting used to the fact that Tony really was his father. He had gotten used to Thomas.
"So Ziva, were you really going to marry Thomas?"
Ziva glared at Tony. "We already had that conversation."
Tony smiled and kissed her hair. "alright. Time for bed for little heads."
He looked over at Andy, who looked back at him. "Come give hugs, bud."
He went around giving hugs and then Ziva put him to bed. Willow leaned on Tony as Ziva went with Andy. Tony put an arm around her. Willow closed her eyes. she liked the smell she hadn't smelled in years.
"I love you, Willow..."
"I love you too..." Her voice trailed off a little as she fell asleep. Tony carried her to bed and went With Ziva to their bed.
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A searing pain went through her stomach and all up and down her body. She fell to the ground, people screaming and yelling her name. Three gunshots. Then she felt hands touching her gently. "It's gonna be okay," she heard.
-24 hours ago-
Tony rejoined NCIS of course. It had been five months since he had been reunited with his family. He dropped Willow and Andy off at their schools and drove to NCIS.
He met Ziva at he squadroom and winked at her whilst heading to his desk. He sat down at his desk and began doing his normal routine.
Gibbs walked in. "Tony and Ziva," he said while walking past them. That's it. That's all he said. They quickly it up and followed him.
~fast forward 3 hours~
Tony and Ziva were home now, packing clothes. So was Willow. She came to their room. "So, explain to me again what we're doing?"
Ziva sighed. This was the third time. "There's a serial killer named Aden Hunt. He is at a fancy hotel place. He intends to meet with a couple serial killers also that he will exchange their plans with. We captured those two killers last week. Dead. So now Tony and I have to go undercover as them. You aren't going to talk to us at all. You're going to be off to the other side of the room and be backup in case something goes wrong. We are the only agents that identities haven't been compromised. So we have to go. And no one but you can come for backup."
Willow nodded. "I think I get it. So if anything goes wrong, I'm supposed to shoot him?"
"Yep. Basically."
"Okay. I get it." she went back to pack more. As she was packing, she was thinking about what it would fell like to actually shoot someone. She had never shot someone before. Willow still had not resigned from SAG, against her parents' wishes. She liked being part of something. She had shot a gun plenty of times. It was just that the target didn't fire back at her.
She sat on the couch downstairs. They were supposed to leave about now. Tony and Ziva came down a few minutes late and put all the bags in the car. They were dressed up and ready. Willow had on a nice, not as fancy as theirs, dress.
They arrived and They checked in. Willow stayed behind at first in case anybody was watching and then she followed slowly and went into the room.
They went down to dinner in the dining hall the hotel had and Willow sat back as she was told to. She at her dinner, watching around. Tony and Ziva did the same thing. They waited for a while, but the guy never showed up. Maybe he intended for lunch the next day.
