Tragically Broken || AU

Just a little something. I've actually been depressed at how I haven't had a smidgen of inspiration for so long! Grrrr. Anyway, hope you like it. Comment and rate, ya know you want to!

Chocolate Polar Bears

The time was 3am. Tony was sleeping soundly, shaking his legs occasionally. Ziva, however, was wide awake, pacing the floors. Of course, she didn't make a sound. Ninja skills, afterall.

She wanted it so much. And when an assassin wanted something, they'd get it. But for the life of her, she just couldn't madala waking up the beautiful man, who usually slept susunod to her. Even what she wanted...

Here is my ery first story.
Okey so this isn’t a fun story where the end up together, prepare for a happily never after.
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From the moment on he heard it, the world around him just became one big haze. After hours have past he goes home, not sur he can make it.

He opens the door to his appartment, the door closes behind him. His amerikana slips out of his hand, and he falls down on the couch. How could it come this far. She knew how to fight and protect her self he thought. He had made some big mistakes, she would never forgive him, but still he loved her.
Couldn’t imagen life without...

(Dis: i don't own CBS or NCIS including its characters, just making what i think will be a sweet finale!)

*Propellers start, a plane takes off from a patakbuhan at puso racing speed. There is only two people on board. Their names are concealed, but their faces are shown. They are white and look to be of Christian race. Their puso beats are racing, not knowing the outcome of the flight ahead*

(cut to bull-room at NCIS)

Gibbs is sitting at his desk, drinking his coffee. McGee is typing something at breakneck speed. Tony is talking to McGee as he types.

"Hey, MgGoo" He shouts across the squad room....

Hanging sa pamamagitan ng A Moment

She stared at the phone, wondering if she should call him. But what if I ring and he rings at the same time and we miss each other? She slapped a cold, harsh palm against her forehead. I'm not this girl, I'm Ziva David, she told herself, shaking her head.

She had changed so much since she met Tony. She'd become the jealous, reading-into-everything-he-says type of girl. She detested what she had become. She defended herself against murderers, rapists, you name it. So how could one man make her madami scared than she had even been, yet still make her puso skip a beat, every...