chapter 3

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*Emma’s POV*

I was drying my face in the women's bathroom when I noticed the door open, which caused me to jump. “Oh, Ziva, it’s you” She locked the door. I threw my paper towel in the trash.
“Hello Emma.”
“I’m guessing you aren’t in here to talk business. So what’s up?” she stepped closer.
“Are you alright?” she said, 'they're getting too close to this' I thought.
“Yea, I’m fine, why?” I asked, crossing my arms. "We're worried about you.”
I want to tell her so badly.
“I am fine Ziva, but thank you for your concern.” I said, unlocking the door then walking out.

*Ziva’s POV*

I do not understand what is going on with her, she says nothing. But it is  obviously something, it has to be. I want to find out, we all do. We are all so worried about her. Maybe more than we should be because we are only coworkers, but it is more than that. We are a family. I just hope she knows that. I hope she is fine and not in trouble. She would tell me right?
My phone rang.
“David...oh hello Abby. Yes I’ll come down right away. Come alone, alright. See you soon.” I hung up and left for Abby’s lab.

When I arrived she was pacing back and forth. “Abby?”
“Hey, Ziva, have you spoken to Emma?”
“Yes, I just spoke to her,”
“What did y’all talk about, cause I’m worried about her, she hasn’t come down at all, and she always comes down to see me, and yesterday she wanted to talk but then closed up, and left. Then Gibbs told me she  looked distracted, or spaced out.”
“We are all worried about her, but she will tell us when she is ready.”
“Hey” Emma said, walking in. We imidiatley stopped our conversation.
“Hey, Emma, what’s up.” Abby said.
“Oh, nothing much.”
“So listen, Em, we need to talk to you.”

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