Abby had already moved from "confused" to "hinky" on her interpretation of Tony's tone. She made a decision and wrote it in stone: Tell me she's okay, Jethro. Abby swallowed. The coroner gave Ziva a genuine smile.
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We will log you in after post We will log you in after post We will log you in after post We will log you in after post We will log you in after post Anonymously. She saw her shooter down and one of Tony's loafers kicking the Beretta away from his unmoving hand. She nodded and looked away, one hand coming up to swipe at tears so rare, Tony wondered if maybe Ziva's wounds weren't as superficial as she said they were. Well then, ladies, allow me to retire to my office. Two women in love with one another and neither one with the courage to tell? He closed his eyes and slowly disconnected the call, hoping Abby would forgive him someday. Backing off that train of thought was the first smart thing Tony had done all day.