Tony sat on his bathroom floor still an half an ora later, trying to fight the memories into the back of his mind, so he could go eat and finish the movie with Ziva.
His head shot up from his hands when he heard a faint knock on the door, he listened as Ziva tried to comfort him from the other side of the locked door, "Tony, whats wrong? te know te can tell me. Just come out of the bathroom before I knock it down myself."
Tony knew Ziva was joking, but soon enough, her nerves would get the better of her and she would defiantly knock down the door.
He ran his hands through his hair one più time and wiped his eyes and unlocked the door, which flung open no later than a secondo later, and Ziva flew in and hugged him.
Ziva had really opened herself up to him and Tony loved it and her. But for the rest of that night, he couldn't help but wonder if that was really Kate?
[[author note: sorry so short guys. i'll try to start Scrivere on this again but i have to go. sorry bye]]