A/N: Hi, My friend and i were thinking and... this is what we came up with! Hope you like it! Please let me know with REVIEWS!

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"What the…" Tony said waking up before feeling water across his face. He looks around watching in silence as all his things become drenched in water.

"Shit," He yelled jumping out of bed and running towards the front door. He grabs his sig out of its box and puts it in the back of his pajama pants. He picks up his badge and clips it to his pants. He opens the door to find many other angry neighbors.

"Tony, what is going on?" Jamie, the little girl from across the hall asked.

"I don't know. Stay here, I'll go check." Tony said to the girl walking slowly down the hall and towards the steps. He opens the step doors and silently walks down the stairs. He holds his gun up for protection as he proceeds. Reaching the floor below his apartment, he opens the door and looks into the hallway. Once it is clear he goes down the next flight of stairs and walks into the hall way.

Apartment security was standing outside room 52.

"May I help you?" A man asked Tony looking straight at his gun.

"Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo, what is going on?" He said.

"False Alarm. The women in the room left her cigarette lit and the smoke triggered the fire alarm. Sprinklers came on and we can't figure out how to turn them off." He told Tony.

"The women okay?" Tony asked.

"Ya, sprinklers didn't even wake her up." He laughed walking away from Tony.

Relieved, Tony made his way back upstairs. Opening the door to his floor he was greeted by thirty eyes.

"Everything is okay." He said looking at the people. He walks towards his room. "False alarm."

Everyone nods and walks back into their apartments.

"What happened?" Jamie asked Tony when he got to his door.

Tony bent down to her size and smiled. "Nothing happened. The crazy lady from room 52 left her cigarette bud lit."

"Ohhhhhhh." Jamie said.

"Ya, go back to bed squirt." Tony said ruffling the girls hair before turning around and walking back into his house.

Tony sighed when he saw everything in his apartment ruined. Thankfully he had his movies and T.V. covered in his cabinets so they were not destroyed. Realizing her couldn't stay there he grabbed his keys and headed out the door.

Tony drove and drove, not knowing where he was going till he ended up at her door.

He thought of turning around but knew he had nowhere else to go. Slowly he knocked on the door.

No answer.

He knocked again a little louder.

No answer.

He grunted. He took his key ring and took the locking picking tools and started to pick the lock. He had learned from Ziva to always keep them with you, just in case. He twists the metal a few more times till he hears a click. He smiled to himself and turned the knob of the door. He walked in with caution. He shut the door and went to turn around but felt something up against his head.

"Give me one reason not to kill you." A voice said from behind him.

"Gibbs will have you ass on a platter." Tony said turning around to face her.

"TONY!" Ziva said surprised. "What are you doing? Breaking into my house?"

"Well," Tony started, "I was sleeping and then the sprinklers went off and then everything was soaked and then I drove here."

"Sprinklers, why do you have sprinklers in your house?" Ziva questioned.

"BEACUASE," Tony stressed, "the lady down in room 52 triggered the fire alarm and then the sprinklers went off on the first four floors and sadly, I am on the third floor. "

"That explains why you are soaked." Ziva said touching his wet shirt.

"I didn't even notice." Tony said looking at his clothes.

"You should not have snuck in Tony. I could have killed you." Ziva said turning around and walking towards her bedroom.

"Ah. I knew you wouldn't. And if you did, ah….didn't think about that." Tony smiled.

Ziva disappeared into her room and came back with a towel and some shorts.

"Here, put these on. They are dry." She said handing them to him.

"Be right out." Tony said walking towards the bathroom. He went in and took off his clothes and threw them in the tub. He dried himself off with the towel and put on the shorts. Looking around, he realized he didn't have a shirt. He smiled, thankful for his newly formed 6 pack. He walked out of the bathroom and towards the couch.

He saw Ziva rolling out an air mattress. "You can sleep on this if you want. It is much better than the couch."

"You're not going to invite me into your bed?" Tony smiled seductively.

"In your dreams," She replied turning around to look at him. She had to hold her mouth closed when she saw him. His hair was still wet and messy. His stomach was glistening as water as still present there.

"Like what you see?" Tony asked.

"Yes, I was looking for the air pump, and it seems to be right behind you. Could you get it for me?" Ziva said.

Tony turned around to find the stupid pump sitting on the couch. He tossed it to her and waited.

"Finished." She said standing up. It was then Tony finally noticed Ziva's clothes, or lack of clothes. She was wearing a sports bra and a pair yoga pants. Tony had to swallow all the drool that had formed in his mouth.

"Like what you see, Tony?" Ziva smiled walking up to him.

"Very Much." Tony slipped. Ziva smirked and walked towards the closet to grab a pillow and some blankets.

"Here, I have the heater on, but it might get cold." She said handing his the stuff.

"Thanks. Really, you didn't have to do this, I would be fine on the couch." Tony said.

"And listen to you complain about your back tomorrow. No thank you." Ziva said turning around and walking towards her bedroom. Tony starred at her ass the whole way. "Tony,"

"Ya,"

"Stop starring at my ass!" She said before shutting her bedroom door.

Tony smirked and went over to the bed. He put the pillow down and hoped on coving himself with the blanket that Ziva had given him. He shifted until he got comfortable for ten minutes then almost dosed off.

Suddenly Tony felt a small pop and then he was lowered back down to the ground again.

"Shit." He said getting up for the now deflated mattress. "Ziva!"

Ziva rushed out with her gun. She looked at Tony and then the mattress and started to laugh.

"Ziva,"

"Tony, that is not my fault. You are the one who broke it."

"Come on. I didn't do it on purpose. PLEASE!"

"NO!" Ziva said running into her room knowing what he was thinking. Tony quickly followed and ran through the door before Ziva could shut it. "NO!"

"HAHAHH!" Tony rubbed in her face as he jumped onto the bed.

"Tony, get out." Ziva said opening the door .

"Please. I won't touch you."

"Tony," Ziva said looking at him. He gave her puppy dog eyes and then pouted out his lips.

"On top of the covers." Ziva said reluctantly. She walked over to her trunk on the edge of her bed and grabbed a blanket. "Use this."

"Fine." He said sitting on the bed.

Ziva got into the bed and under the covers.

"Goodnight Ziva." Tony smiled turning to look at her.

"Good night Tony." Ziva said closing her eyes.

Tony starred at her for awhile. He loved the way the light coming from the window made her skin glow. Her lips looked plump and very kissable. Tony was tempted to kiss her but knew he would be dead before finishing. She look small wrapped in the white comforter. He finally closed his eyes.

"Tony, you awake?" Ziva asked.

"You?"

"I just asked you a question. Of course I am awake." Ziva laughed turning to face him.

"Right." Tony said opening his eyes. "Sorry you got sucked into Tony sitting. I'll be out of here tomorrow and then you won't have to worry. I won't ruin anything else."

"Tony, I am not kicking you out." Ziva said.

"You're not."

"No. I know you would do the same thing for me. Stay here as long as you need. Just pick up your dirty clothes." Ziva smiled.

"I am not a pig! I clean up after myself." Tony defended.

"I am sure you do." Ziva laughed thinking of the last time she was over his apartment. Clothes and trash were everywhere. "Is that why your apartment was covered in take-out boxes the last time is was there?"

"Hey, that was a busy week. We had a triple homicide and then Gibbs was up our asses to finish the paperwork by Friday night." Tony said.

"I remember, I was there." Ziva said.

Tony smiled. 'She was there.' Tony thought. 'She was back. No longer "dead" or missing.'

"Quarter for your thoughts?" Ziva said.

"Penny. Penny for your thoughts." Tony said. "And, no, you don't want to know what's going on up there."

"Try me." Ziva said with a smile.

"I am still in shock that you are here." Tony said. "I mean, for so long I thought you were dead then there you were, in front of me. I was so shocked. And now, here I am, laying next to you in your bed. It just seems surreal."

"I know. Sometimes, I don't remember that I am in America." Ziva said. She didn't want to give away that she was having trouble sleeping. She knew that Tony would insist they talk and she wasn't ready yet. She just needed some time to get her head on straight.

"I remember the last words you said to me." Tony said closing his eyes, remembering the horrible afternoon.

"You loved him?"

"I guess I'll never know."

"They still haunt me, Tony." Ziva said turning and facing him. "I am really sorry about doubting you. I know that you didn't kill Michael on purpose."

The sound of his name made Tony twitch. He opened his eyes and turned to face her. "Why could you not afford to trust me?" he asked confusing the Israeli.

Ziva gave him a confused face.

"In the bathroom, you told me, 'I could not afford to trust you.' Why? What makes me different? Why did I get compared to Michael and Ari? Do i remind you of them? What is the big connection between us." Tony questioned looking for answers. He didn't raise his voice. It sounded more like a whisper.

Ziva felt tears prick her at how distraught Tony was feeling over her. How much pain she was causing him. "They are both dead. They are the only two men in my life that I have ever thought of the word love. Well, they were, until I met you." She said

"What does that mean?" Tony asked.

"Ari was my brother. He protected me so many times before. I thought I could trust him. I thought we were able to stick together. We were the only kids left. It was what we should have done, right? He was my brother. I was supposed to love him unconditionally. Michael, I had known Michael since I was 14. We were best friends. Partners on my first mission. When I came to America, I did not expect to stay. My Mossad contract was to be up in two years then my father had an arranged marriage all planned out. I was to marry Michael and to produce kids so they could grow up and become Mossad. I was told to love Michael. So I did. I was told to marry him, but I didn't. When Jenny died, I went back to Israel. My father had thought it was perfect timing. He had the wedding planned for the end of the summer. Finally the end of summer came. I couldn't do it. I was walking down the aisle and I saw your face instead of Michael. It scared the hell out of me. After that I ran. I turned around and ran out, stole some cars and came back to the US. My father had told me that it was okay. Just some jitters and that he will have the wedding next summer. He said I would have one winter for a goodbye."

Tony's mouth felt dry. He didn't know whether to hug her or to slap her. She was ENGAGED! She had lectured him about lying about Jeanne, but here she was, lying to him about Michael.

"Why, why didn't you tell us?" Tony stammered.

"It was nice to get away from him. I knew you would want to meet him, then you might find out the truth." Ziva said looking at him with full emotion in her eye. He saw pain and loss and what looked like anger.

"Truth?" Tony asked. He saw something wash over her face, something, he had never seen before.

"Michael was very angry when I came back instead of marrying him." Ziva said. "He surprised me the first time he came here."

"What happened?" Tony asked slightly curious then slightly hoping she would give up for the night.

"He… he…" Ziva tried, not knowing if she was strong enough to say it.

"No." Tony said coming to his own conclusion. "Please tell me he didn't…."

"He did not rape me Tony." Ziva said looking at him with unshed tears.

"Then…"

"He beat me till I was unconscious." Ziva said finally letting go the tears.

Tony didn't say anything after that. The look in her eyes told him that she wasn't going to say anything else tonight. He brought his hand up to cup her cheek. He felt Ziva lean into his touch. He then kissed her forehead and slipped under the covers and pulled her close to him.

Ziva cried into his chest and clung to his bare back. Tony felt bad for the life Ziva had been keeping a secret. Now he was very glad that he killed the bastard. Ziva didn't deserve being treated like that. Ton was saddened by the frail woman that had collapsed in his arms. He felt her tears run down his chest and onto the sheets. He rested his head on hers and began to talk.

"I am so sorry for not noticing." Tony whispered against her hair. "I know it is not my fault, but I can't help but think I could have prevented it. I wish I knew this had happened. But it doesn't matter, you are here now and I am not letting you go."

Ziva looked up at Tony, "I wish I told you." She whispered.

"Shhhh." He said "Let's not think about regrets."

Ziva nodded then rested her head against his chest. Tears were still coming down, but not as heavy. She knew they would stop in a few minutes and then she would have to face the truth. Face what she had become, damaged goods.

"Tony, I never thanked you." She said still looking at his chest.

"Thanked me?" Tony questioned, "Thanked me what."

"I hope this doesn't sound wrong but, I am happy you killed Michael instead of him killing you." She said.

"Ziva,"

"No, listen," She said looking at him. She brought he face up to his and looked into his green eyes. "If Michael had killed you, I would have still married him. There was no way out of it this time. Even thought killing him had sent me to Somalia, it eventually brought me back here, and stopped me from making the biggest mistake of my life."

"Zi,"

"I don't think I can live without you either." She said gently kissing him on the lips.

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