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Show comments (0) A Week Without Ziva   It's only for a week, I
told myself as I rode the elevator up. Ziva would be gone all
this week, leaving me alone to fend off Tony, who would no doubt
be extra cranky or tirelessly annoying with her absent, but it
was only for a week, how bad could it be?  He would never admit
it, but Tony had it really bad for Ziva. It was painfully
obvious to any and all whenever the two of them were together. I
think even Gibbs was ready to say 'the hell with the rules and
get a room already'. Especially now, since she was going off to
Tel Aviv. Tony had his suspicions that Ziva was going to be
paying a visit to a lover and I had to admit that I did too. I
couldn't help but notice the photograph of the rather handsome
looking man on Ziva's desk. Not that I was snooping or anything,
but I am an investigator and trained to notice details like
that.  I stepped off the elevator and noted that Tony was
already there. For once h