This takes place at the begining of season 11. (I wrote this at the end of season 10)
They had resigned. The three of them. Tony, McGee and her. They couldn’t let Gibbs take all the blame, and the fall alone. McGee had hacked, Ziva had killed and Tony had enfreinged many laws.
McGee and Tony both took it hard, one day they had a job, the next they were unemployed. But Ziva... She had a really hard time dealing with that. She was overwhelmed by so many feelings, she was about to explode. She, for the first time, second guessed her choice of not letting Ari kill Gibbs. That way she would still have a brother. Her big brother. But then Gibbs wouldn’t be like a second father to her. Ziva was torn between her Ari, who was a blood relative, but who didn’t care that much for her in the last months of his life, But she took a huge risk. She saved Gibbs, earned his trust. She succeeded, her mission was completed but nothing mattered to her at that time. She was angry at her father, who had her kill her own brother, his son. To get to Gibbs, who was nothing. But not anymore.
She also felt guilty about sleeping with Adam. If it hadn’t been of Parsons, tony would never had found out about it. At least he didn’t know how she met him. She always went back to him when she felt alone. From the first time in her life, to that last time, after her father’s death. The first time, they were both in the army. She had just left her home, she was scared and feeling terribly alone. And there he was. She admired him, he was a star in his unit. He was fast, endurent, strong... not to mention incredibly handsome. The army uniform looked great on him. They became friends, they would run together, Ziva always wanted to beat him. But one night, he found her crying in behind the shower block. And then, one thing lead to another, before she even knew, they were in a weapons carrier, making love. She felt so important to him at that moment. She was 18 and for the first time, she knew she meant something to someone. They kept seeing each other for about four months, and she got transferred, later, he got discharged. They didn’t kept contact. They were reunited almost 2 years after, when they worked an operation, he was the Shin-Bet liaison with Mossad for that case. Ziva didn’t love him. Their relation was one based on sex and other pleasures. At her defense, she told herself that he, also, came to her after he had lost his sister from cancer.
But that was over now. She saw, when Tony interrupted Parsons interrogation, that he was profoundly hurt by the fact she selpt with Adam, especially after he told he she wasn’t alone. In hebrew. She felt bad about it. But Tony and her were more than just friends now. They used Gibbs rule number twelve, since they had resigned, they weren’t coworkers anymore. They knew it would be hard but they truly wanted to try it. They were fusional partners. He knew exaclty what she needed, and she knew exactly what he needed. Officialy they had been together for four months now, but their couple was strong, the eight years of eye sex kind of counted. Jimmy and Breena who originally wanted to adopt got exciting news, Breena was pregnant. Abby was very excited. Ziva was envying her.
Adam wasn’t the biggest secret she had. Compared to that, Adam was a anecdote. She knew she would have to tell Tony at some point but she wasn’t ready to tell anyone. Not even after four years. She came close to tell Gibbs in Febuary of 2011, when he asked her to reach out to Gunnery Sergent Wooten, who was abused by her husband. But she didn’t, it was still to close in her memory. She sometimes had nightmares about it. Somalia. No one at NCIS really knew what happened to her in Saleem’s camp. The torture, she could take. Not easily but she had been trained for that. But in a world, in an organization runned by men, she had not been prepared for the sexual abuse. And still, how could you prepare for that ?
Over at Saleem’s camp, her period had stopped, but it was normal. Sometimes, when the body is confronted to an extreme situation. She had been starved, and her body was pushed to the extreme. But when she got back, her period didn’t. She figured it would take a while for it to come back, and she waited to be back to her healthy self she was before. But something was bothering her. She had noticed that the first time Saleem raped her, he wore a condom. And most of the other times. As for his men, they weren’t aloud to penetrate her. She had been gratefull for that. But the last time, just days before her rescue, Saleem didn’t have a condom. And that idea, at the back of her head was haunting her.
