Ziva looked into her reflection staring at herself. Why had this happened? Why had Tony done that? If her life wasn't hard enough he had to come along and make it even harder. She was never going to be able to work with Tony ever again, never. She was lost in her thoughts until Tony appeared behind, his reflection shining back at her. She turned around to look at him a look in her eyes no one could describe. Tony looked back at her with almost the same look.

"I had no choice." Tony tried to explain. What? You had no choice?! Bull shit, you didn't have to kill him, were what came to her mind at those words.

"That's a lie." Ziva said. The anger shone in her voice but it didn't scare him.

"Why would I lie to you, Ziva?" he asked anger showing right back.

"To save your worthless ass!" she said walking towards him. Is that really what she thought of him? He had done it for her!

"From who? Vance?!" he asked angry. "Mossad?" he asked looking around, he was here for her. Now they were only a foot apart, a foot that Tony knew was life and death. He could now see the anger that was staring up at him.

"You jeopardized your entire career and for what?" she asked her hand just itching for a punch. Why would he do that?

"For you..." he whispered looking into her eyes. For me? "He's was playing you Ziva." Tony said wanting her to know.

"For some reason you felt it was your job to protect me?" Ziva asked. Not my job my need Tony thought.

"I did what I had to do." Tony said trying to explain. No had but needed to do, he needed to save the beautiful girl in front of him.

"You killed him." she said almost cutting him off. She had to clench her teeth to stop herself from doing something rash.

"If I hadn't you'd be having this conversation with him, but maybe that's how you would prefer it." he said. What a smart-ass response. She could see in his face that he was trying to be sarcastic but his eyes showed he was serious.

"Perhaps I would!" she almost yelled. Now she was really pissed.

"OK...why don't you just get this out, you wanna talk a punch, take a swing?" he asked being sarcastic again. "Get it out of your system! Go ahead do it!" he yelled in her face. Her hands twitched with the urge to kill him right here and now.

"Be careful Tony..." she whispered warning him. "Cause much like Micheal I only need one." she added. He knew it was true but it didn't bug him.

"And that's what your really angry about isn't it, that's whats brothering you." he said getting ready to rub something in her face, what did he have on her. "It's not that hes dead, its that your Mossad boyfriend got him ass kicked by a chump like me." he said getting into her face. He was probably right, that was what was probably bugging her but she couldn't show that.

"You took advantage of him." she said trying to explain it.

"He attacked me!" he yelled getting closer to her face. You better be careful, then he started again. "What was I supposed to-" he was cut off bu Ziva kicking him leg and pushing him to the ground. It took her only a few seconds for her reflexes to kick in then he was the ground in front of her. Ziva got on top him and pushed him down, there was no need. She could see the pain in his face, not just physical but emotional.

"You saw a glass table, you pushed him back, you dropped him on it, he was impaled in the side by a shard of glass!" she said pain ringing in her voice. "Bloody! Gasping for air!" She yelled as the image came to her mind, Tony could see that this was really hurting her, he didn't want to hurt her.

"I guess you read my report." Tony said. He'd actually made the report sound worse then it had actually been, make him seem like the bad guy. He kicked himself everyday for what he'd done. For what he'd done to Ziva.

"I memorized it!" she yelled pushing down on his bad shoulder. He could tell she was now on the verge of tears. "You could have left it at that, you could of walked away, but no you let him up!" she yelled, she had said it so fast it was hard to catch. He looked to Ziva had drawn her gun. "You put four in his chest!" Ziva yelled pushing the gun down into his chest. Please let her shot me, let her go on Tony thought. The pain her caused her was to much.

"You weren't there." Tony said trying to diffuse the situation.

"You could have put one in his leg!" Ziva yelled pulling the gun to his leg.

"You..weren't..there." Tony said emphasizing every word.

"But I should have been!" she yelled he could see the tears in her eyes. Maybe you should of.

"You loved him." Tony said realization dawning to him. She loved Rivkin and not him. Ziva's tears seemed to just disappeared.

"Guess I'll never know." Ziva said. She wasn't talking about Rivkin but Tony, now she will never know. Ziva lifted herself off of Tony pushing down on his bad shoulder in the process causing him pain. He watched her walk away and go through the door, looking back for only a second.