It was the night they resigned, that night changed everything. Ziva and Tony had left together. All though they drove to their apartments alone Ziva was now standing outside of Tony's door wondering if she should or if she shouldn't. Her hand goes to knock, but then she pulls it back. Should she? No! What was she thinking? Tony would never go for a girl like her! After all she was just damaged goods. She turns to walk when Tony opens the door in his Ohio State sweatpants and a white tank undershirt. Ziva couldn't help but stare. He always made her this way when he had less clothes on than normal. Was she drooling? "When were you gonna knock?" "You knew I was here?" "No but I sensed you would come. Ziva my door is always open." He motions for her to come in and she walks in and takes her coat and hangs it up in his closet, just like when she had been over for their movie nights. "Tony we need to talk" she told him as he sat a glass of red wine, Cabernet, her favorite, down in front of her and a beer for him. She takes a sip and then sits it down and takes his hand. "Thanks Tony…" she stares at their hands intertwined together. Before she can say another thing he picks her chin up, "Ziva, I know…" caresses her cheek and wipes a tear away, "Ziva… I'm glad you came by, I need you." They stare deep into each other's eyes and Tony start to lean in and Ziva leans up and their mouths collide and they savor each other for what seems like one million years. Sparks flew and all that built up passion came to life. When they both run out of breath they break apart but then he plants tiny kisses to her lips more. After he finally pulls back they look at each other and smile, "Tony you don't know how long I have wanted that. You are all I've ever wanted. But I was afraid you did not want me for I am just damaged goods…" "Ziva you are not damaged goods you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen and your heart just as beautiful!" as wipes a tear away. "Tony can I stay here tonight?" "I thought you'd never ask!" Tony takes her hand and leads her to his bedroom and reveals a tank top and some oversized sweatpants on his new Queen sized bed and she smiles through her tears and chuckles and squeezes his hand. "When did that get here?" "A few days ago, I decided it was time for a change. You know? And well here you have it!" He runs over and hops up on it and starts jumping on it. "Tony you are such a goof ball!" laughing as he gets down. "Z, do you care of uncomfortable sleeping in my underwear? It's kind of uncomfortable in all of those clothes you women sleep in!" Ziva smacks his arm. "Well my favors have little to do with my clothes and your clothes…" smirks as she grabs the clothes and walks into his bathroom and shuts the door. He smiles and sits on the bed. He was one lucky ass man. In the bathroom Ziva stares into the mirror and smiles. How did she deserve this? Someone she could go to in a time like this who would love her and fight for her?