No Part 2

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Who likes dance moms? Cos it's going to be in this part of the one shots :)

I storm out of the apartment block and get into my car, slamming the door behind me. It's only than do I realise that tears are slowly trailing down my face uncontrollably. I grab my phone and call Abby Lee Miller. She kinda raised me from when my mother and sister died. She owns the dance company: Abby Lee Dance Company.

"Ziva?" Her voice fills my car.

"Abby?" My voice cracks and I wipe my tears off my face.

"Ziva what's wrong?" Her voice is full of concern.

"C-c-can i come and stay with you?" My voice shakes.

"Yeah, why?"

"Can I just explain when I get there? Please?" I almost start hyperventilating.

"Of course you can, me and the girls are in LA, it's our new studio." I listen as she gives me the instructions of how I get there. "How long are you going to be staying with me honey?" She asks.

"I don't know..... I'm pregnant Abby." I burst out into tears again.

"Ok ok, I assume the father doesn't want anything to do with you?"

"No." I sniff.

"When are you going to leave DC?"

"I need to hand in my resignation, then I'll set off."

"Call me when you're near then," Abby says, we say goodbye and then I end the call. I take a deep breath and put the keys into the ignition.

I pull up outside Gibbs house and walk downstairs into the basement.

"Gibbs?" I look around the basement and find him finishing off one edge of the boat.

"Ziver? He notices my mascara stained face and sits down at his desk, nudging a chair out. I shake my head and stand by the stairs.

"I'm resigning from NCIS...but I need the forms first."

"I'll sort them out for you... Why are you leaving? Is it Mossad? Your father?"

"Ask DiNozzo." I say coldly and turn around, walking out of the basement and out of the house of the one father I ever had.

I pull up back outside my apartment and run inside. I grab my 2 sports bags and shove my clothes and necessities into the bags before hastily scribbling a note to my landlord and shoving it under her door with the keys. I walk out of my apartment and straight into my cad before setting off and not looking back.

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