Coming Back Home

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*ziva's pov*

I don't want to do it. I mean, I want to but I can't. I don't want to hurt him again. If i go to DC, I'll be the one letting him go this time. But i have to go. Gibbs' dad died and i can't stay here like nothing happend. He is like a father to me. I'm done thinking. I have to go. I'll go.

I booked a flight to Washington DC. After that, I sent a message to Gibbs saying "Going home. Arrive at 9pm. Don't tell." I know he would understand it. He always does.

The flight was quiet. When I arrived, Gibbs was waiting for me. When he saw me, he smiled. I was so happy. I hadn't seen him sence i left last year.

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