greenandgold
Supernova
- Joined
- Mar 8, 2017
So much had changed in a year. Ziva still could not believe the things she had seen and done over the last year, but 90% of the time, we cannot undo our mistakes. She had discussed it at length with her father and had decided to return to D.C. It was time to tell Tony and everyone else about their daughter, Tali. Well, it was really past time, but the young woman had been afraid of telling him for many reasons, though the main one being that she had not wanted him to feel trapped and like he had to be with her. She still felt that way now, but refused to let herself chicken out any longer.
Tali was with a babysitter/school teacher, and a bodyguard that Ziva trusted, and paid to look after her daughter. The man who looked after her daughter for her, was a good friend that she had known for a long time, most of her life. And with the exception of Tony, McGee and Gibbs, there was no one she trusted to watch her daughter more. After having spent the morning
with her daughter, it was now time to face Tony and the others at NCIS. She held her head high and stepped off the elevator, as she walked through the room and over to her old desk.
She could feel their eyes burning into her, and shook off the feeling of doubt that suddenly plagued her. The young woman took a few breaths to soothe her nerves, squared her shoulders and decided it was time to face the music. There was no use putting it off any longer. With a distracted greeting to McGee, she walked over and stood in front of Tony's desk until he gave her his attention. "We need to talk, Tony." They had not talked much or at all really, since they had slept together. "And before you come up with some excuse about a date you have, no, this cannot wait."
Tali was with a babysitter/school teacher, and a bodyguard that Ziva trusted, and paid to look after her daughter. The man who looked after her daughter for her, was a good friend that she had known for a long time, most of her life. And with the exception of Tony, McGee and Gibbs, there was no one she trusted to watch her daughter more. After having spent the morning
with her daughter, it was now time to face Tony and the others at NCIS. She held her head high and stepped off the elevator, as she walked through the room and over to her old desk.
She could feel their eyes burning into her, and shook off the feeling of doubt that suddenly plagued her. The young woman took a few breaths to soothe her nerves, squared her shoulders and decided it was time to face the music. There was no use putting it off any longer. With a distracted greeting to McGee, she walked over and stood in front of Tony's desk until he gave her his attention. "We need to talk, Tony." They had not talked much or at all really, since they had slept together. "And before you come up with some excuse about a date you have, no, this cannot wait."