Tiva short stories

The Note.

After Tony leaves with Tali

Tony POV

Tali and I are on the plane to go to Israel, Tel-Aviv to explore Tali's roots.

*once we landed*

We went to Te burnt farm house it was just reduced to ash I started to get tears in my eyes thinking about the pain Ziva went through but I can't believe she is dead. We went to go book a hotel we went up to our room Tali was asleep in my arms once we got up to our room I unlocked it and lay her down on the bed. I didn't know what to do I went through Tali's "go bag" then I saw a picture of Ziva and I in Paris. I grabbed her scarf it still smelt like Ziva, I really miss her I thought to myself. Then something caught my eye I recognised the handwriting. It red "the place it all started<3" it was Ziva's handwriting, I started thinking where did it all start? PARIS! We are going to Paris tomorrow, I booked tickets to Paris on my laptop with me and Tali.

"The next day arriving in Paris"

We finally arrived in Paris, poor little Tali she can't comprehend what is happening, I went up to the hotel where it all started room 1022. We went to the receptionist and asked to "see room 1022?" "Sorry sir that room is taken" she replied. "Please Mam it's really important my little girl wants to see her Ima (mum)" I plead to her. "Ok fine here is the key card for the room sir, have a nice day." She said. Tali and I went up in the elevator and then we stood at the door that said "1022" I swiped the key card while Tali was holding my hand. Then I slowly opened the door to see brown long curly hair and brown chocolate eyes and the beautiful smile that always me smile. "Hello Tony, hello taletah" Ziva said. "Imaaaa" Tali squealed. We had a family hug, then she said "you got my note?" "Yes of course I did I can recognise that handwriting from anywhere." I said.