NCIS: TIVA STORY!

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Ziva's POV(its been a while lol)

I woke up in a bed. It was the same as normal. A drab hospital gown, needle in arm, pain all over. The pain never ended. It was a never ending black hole full of pain, doubt, and need. I need someone, I needed Tony. Still, could I forgive him? After all he has done? Yes, I am sure I can. he makes me feel a way nobody else can even comprehend. Every second away, my mind, heart, and soul cry out for his love. I sigh and close my eyes, trying to sleep away the pain in my chest, and pray he will greet me the next time I awake.

Tony POV

I sat at home. The room didn't feel as warm, as welcoming. Gosh I really screwed up. She probably never wanted to see me again. It would be easier on everyone. That child doesn't deserve such a screw up of a father. I gripped the ends of my brown hair in frustration. My thoughts drifted to Paris. I remembered the warmth in the bed, the gaze neither parties wished to break. I then thought to the dance. The way she moved with me, as if it was just....right. Nothing else in that moments was right, just those few seconds of bliss as we swayed to the music and stared into each others eyes. If only Bodner's brother hadn't ruined it. Then, they drifted to the car. I had came so close. Listening to her talk the way she did, it called to some part of me. I just wanted to hold her, tell her she would be okay, but I didn't. Instead, I held her hand. I held it, hoping it would be enough. Then Ilan once again had to ruin the fun. That was a nice car to. I shook my head and laid down. I let the sweet memories of Ziva guide me to a peaceful sleep.

Hey I'm back! Summer is here and I can't wait to hit a ton of updates!!!!! Love you all!-heather