Before I can process what's going on she is standing with me with her head resting on my shoulder and tears dripping from her eyes, I comfort her and she calms down. We talk and she says, she would have done the same thing, and she already has. In a few weeks work is back to normal or so we thought. Ziva and I are back to Tiva, Gibbs is a coffeholic and Abby has enough CAF POW in her to last a life time. We had just finished bagging and tagging a crime scene at Norfolk where we pulled an all nighter. It was just me and Ziva so I bent me knee, pulled the small black box out of my pocket, and asked the question. With the sun rise above the water it was the perfect scene, I hear the word yes. I love you almost Ziva DiNozzo.
