When they got to the navy yard early the next morning, Ziva filled everyone in on what she had learned. Tony explained their plan to check out the renaissance fair. Gibbs went to try and get the FBI to share evidence, while Mcgee and Bishop kept tracking the money.

They had been at the fair for over an hour and were about to give up hope, when a fortune teller sauntered over to Tony.

"Would you like to know what your future holds?" she asked.

"No, thank you. My partner and I are looking for a women. Maybe you know her?" He said showing her the picture.

"No, sorry," she said without looking at the picture. "I have to be going…"

"Mira?" Ziva asked, looking closer at the woman. She had on thick makeup and a wild costume, but it was definitely her. Mira tired to run, but Tony caught her arm.

"We are federal agents. We're here to help you," he said.

"Your mother sent us," Ziva explained.

"My mother?"

"Yes, I am Ziva David. Your mother and my mother were friends."

"Rivka?" She looked at Ziva again searching for something. "You look just like her."

"Did you know her?" Ziva asked.

"She came to visit a few times when I was young, but there is a picture of your mother and my mother when they were our age at my house. Well, my mother's house, but I looked at it many times growing up."

Mira quickly agreed to return to the Navy yard with them. Once Mira knew that she would be safe, she told them everything. With her help, Abby knew just where to look to get the evidence they needed for an arrest warrant.

When they brought Aaron and his secretary, Alisha Monroe, the creep actually had the nerve to smirk, until he saw Mira sitting at Tony's desk glaring at him.

"I thought you were dead," he growled lunging toward her, but she didn't flinch, and in one swift move Ziva had him on the ground, her knee pressed painfully between his shoulders.

Tony took Alisha to the conference room, and in no time flat she was giving them enough to put Aaron away for life. As for Aaron, he tried to act tough, but the evidence was stacked against him. He didn't need to admit to anything, between what Mcgee and Abby had found and what Alisha and Mira had told them, his goose was cooked.

Mira called her mother who insisted on talking to Ziva once she was sure her daughter was safe. Ziva blushed and tears welled in her eyes as the older woman thanked her and told her how proud her mother would have been.

Later that night, after they had drop off Mira at a safe house set up for witnesses, they went back to Tony's apartment again. Ziva made dinner while Tony took a shower. As he walked into the kitchen he thought it felt natural.

"Smells good in here," he commented peeking over her shoulder.

"I am making your favorite, spicy chicken and roast potatoes."

"You're going to spoil me, then what am I going to do without you?" he asked. He tried to sound like he was joking, but they both knew he wasn't.

"I have been thinking a lot in the last few days about my future. The things I was looking for in Israel, weren't there anymore. I can't be the girl I wanted to be, and I don't want to be the girl I became…"

"You did what you had to."

"I know, Tony, but I don't want to do that anymore. Mira offered me a job helping the women she works with. They don't have much, and many of them have not been in the country long. The have trouble with citizenship and learning the culture."

"Are you going to take the job?"

"I am thinking about it. I think I could be good at this kind of work."

"I know you will be great at it, but is it what you want?"

"I want to be with my family, with the people I love, and those people are here," she said hoping he would understand. Apparently he did, because in the next moment, he was kissing her against the refrigerator. As her arms wrapped around his shoulders he pulled back just far enough to see her eyes.

"So, you'll stay?"

"Yes."

"And we won't work together?"

"No."

"And we will maybe do other things together?"

"I hope so."

"Things like this?"

"I hope so," she laughed, a smile blooming on her lips. He couldn't resist. He kissed her until time stopped and the only thing that separated them was the sound of the smoke alarm going off. Ziva dealt with the mess, while Tony ordered pizza.

She moved into a small apartment down the street a week later. They wanted to start their relationship slow and Ziva needed time to get used to her new job, but three months later it was obvious that taking it slow was not an option. After so much time together as partners, they already knew most of each other's quirks. Furthermore, now that they weren't working together, they wanted to spend as much of their downtime together as possible.

Six months after that they bought a house. It was in a suburb close to both of their jobs. They got married in Gibbs' back yard under a chuppah Gibbs handcrafted. Of course, Gibbs gave her away, and the whole NCIS family was there. Tim as the best man and Abby as the maid of honor. Mira was there also.

She and Ziva had become good friends. Ziva was glad to be helping people without hurting anyone, until the day an abusive husband found one of their safe houses and she put him in the hospital. Tony was worried that she would run again, but Ziva simple said she had donee what she had to to keep the woman and her child safe. It was justified.

Just two months after the wedding, Ziva found out she was expecting. Both soon to be parents were a little nervous. They had not had the most stable home lives growing up, but they trusted each other.

The DiNozzo twins came into the world a month early and hit the ground running. Tali is a whirlwind of energy. She walked at nine months old, said her first word soon after and hasn't stopped talking since. Tim is the sneakier one. Tony's new little ninja. He is quiet but just as much trouble. They love to visit their papa Gibbs and he loves them even more. At night when they finally go to sleep, Ziva says a prayer for her family. The family that almost didn't happen, but fate had other plans, and she is very thankful for that.