So I'm starting a new story. Just something that came to me while I was re-watching Bloodbath… (I don't know why…it really doesn't relate!)

SUMMARY:

Someone is after Ziva. The whole team gets worried, especially Tony. To keep Ziva safe, Gibbs decides to let McGee have another chance in keeping one of his agents safe, even though he screwed up with Abby. Tony let's his jealousy get the better of him. (Oh, and none of the relationships listed...McAbby, Tiva, or Jibbs...are established yet.)

Dear Ziva,

I want you. I need you. You are the very existence of my being. You are the only thing that has kept me alive. I watch your every move, your every look, everything you have ever done in your life. You are mine, Ziva David. Mine, and only mine. You will never belong to anyone else, and, if I can not have you, then you can not have me. And I am life. I am your life.

"Personal letter, Zee-vah?" Tony's voice shot her out of her thoughts. She quickly crumpled up the letter and shoved it into her pocket, tripping backwards; she was startled, "Jeez, sorry, Ziva." Tony said, putting his hands up in surrender, but, suddenly, he reached towards her pocket, ready to grab the note when his hand ended up in a twist on her desk, "Ow!" Tony hollered out in pain.

"You don't have my permission to kill him, Ziva. Gear up!" Gibbs said, walking in the bull pen, coffee in hand as he went to grab his sig and badge out of the drawer, "McGee, call Ducky. We've got a dead one."

"Where?"

"Norfolk. David, DiNozzo, gas the truck. Come on, let's move." Ziva sighed, trying to find a calm, serene place. But the words in that letter kept coming back to her. It hadn't been the first one she received, but it had been the first threat on her life. She wondered briefly whether she should tell Gibbs or not, but she decided that, for now, she would keep it a secret. It wouldn't hurt if she didn't tell him for one day, right? "Officer David! Come on!" Gibbs yelled, and she grabbed her backpack off of the ground before running into the elevator, standing next to her partner. She could feel the sexual tension between them, and she wanted to do nothing more than kiss him senselessly, but she couldn't in front of her boss and McGee. She didn't quite know when it was that she fell in love with her partner, but she had felt this way around him for a while; a couple of months at that, maybe even half a year…a year….two years…the first time she met him….she didn't even know.

The elevator doors opened to the garage and the two sets parted; McGee and Gibbs went towards the Charger, and David and DiNozzo went towards the truck.

"No, McGee. You go with David and DiNozzo. Tell Ducky and Palmer to come with me."

"On it, Boss." McGee nodded his head before running to follow the two partners, with their unusually fast pacing.

"Ah, McGoo. You decided to join us. That's very kind of you. Gas the truck." Tony demanded as he started towards the truck. It wasn't until then that he realized that Ziva had been unusually quiet. She hadn't scoffed, rolled her eyes, or said something demeaning to him about making fun of McGee or bossing him around from his last comment, or since they got out of the elevator. She seemed lost, in her own little world, and Tony could feel his heart tug a little wider for her. He knew that something was wrong, and he could almost bet that it was because of that personal letter. In fact, Tony had to admit that she had been acting a little strange, a little…jumpy the past few days. But, Tony, being Tony, the insanely in love Tony that he was, wanted to make her happy. Or, at least, make her smile, "Hey, Ziva?"

"What?" She asked, lifting her head up from the ground.

"You wanna drive?" He asked, dangling the keys in front of her face. McGee looked up from his job of gassing the truck and let his eyes got wide in fear.

"Uh…Tony? You sure about that?"

"Yeah, I'm sure." Tony said, turning back to Ziva, dangling the keys again in front of her face.

"No, Tony, I really do not want to drive today." Tony thought that the earth had really fallen off its axis. Really, he did.

"Ziva?" He questioned, but he really didn't know why, "You sure? 'Cause, I mean, I'm not going to let McFreaky here take the truck out for a drive, and I'm certainly not going to drive, and I just thought that maybe you would use your crazy ninja skills and-"

"Fine, you bastard, I will drive." She snatched the keys out of his hands, suddenly angry, and then went for the drivers side. Tony was shocked. She, the one person that had touched his heart (all of his heart) had just called him a 'bastard'; something that he had never been called…by her at least.

He needed to know what was bothering her, and he needed to know now.

I know it's a little short, but it's just an introduction. Please review, I promise the next chapters will be longer! Review please!