Tony knew it was wrong but he couldn't leave! No really he couldn't, Ziva and himself were on a stake out. Tony was going insane, as the only reason for the surveillance was to record evidence, it wasn't like they had to look for the bad guy.

Ziva's light snores that had started a few minutes ago suddenly stopped. Tony leaned forward to get a good look at her face. He couldn't believe how peaceful the lethal special agent looked. Ziva mumbled incoherently getting Tony excited, during their under covers stakeout Tony was very disappointed to find that Ziva snored but didn't sleep talk, although this idea was currently being challenged.

Ziva was lounged back in the comfortable chair looking slightly unnatural as she continued to mumble. Tony again leaned in closer, trying to understand what she was saying, but still he couldn't interpret the baby like noises.

A small smile appeared on Ziva's face, Tony also noticed that her right hand that had previously sitting on Ziva's knee was now resting on the inside of her thigh, ever so slightly rocking back and forth.

Tony let out a small gasp of anticipation as Ziva spoke the first audible words of dream, "hmm good."

Ziva was probably dreaming about a big burger and chips, that was what Tony felt like as he hadn't eaten in two hours. Two hours was a record for him, unlike Ziva who was a machine and could easily go a few days without food.

"Big," Tony heard Ziva mutter as she shuffled in her seat as she slept. Tony made sure he was extra quiet as Ziva obviously wasn't in a heavy sleep. He couldn't wait for her to wake up so he could laugh at her for dreaming about big hamburgers but he wanted to hear more first.

"Too many, too many," Ziva groaned in disappointment, something in her dream was bothering her. "There is no such thing as too many chips Ziva," Tony said very quietly, shaking his head as he did so.

"Clothes, too many clothes," Ziva unintentionally clarified. This time Tony had to fling his hands up to his mouth to hold the impending gasp in. It had hit Tony like a truck, Ziva was having a sex dream.

Tony kept his hands on his mouth, not trusting himself to remove them.

"So good," Ziva repeated a few times, before her lips made a few smacking soundsand she shuffled in her sleep again. It was only then did Tony think to pull out his phone and start recording the hilarious incident.

Tony could tell her dream was getting to it's finally, "gods," Ziva said intensly a few times.

"Oh Tony gods," Ziva moaned deeply as a single shiver shook through her.

There was a knock on the door, and at that tony had dropped his phone in shock, causing Ziva to lurch forward waking up. Within a second she had grabbed her gun. Without waiting for an answer McGee and Abby entered the room, Abby was filling in for Gibbs shift while he was following up other leads. Actually that wasn't true, but tony had believed it. In truth it was Abby's day of, but she wouldn't have missed this for the world.

"Anything going on?" Tim asked probingly.

"Not a thing," Ziva replied, everyone turned to Tony. He paused only momentarily before blurting out, " Ziva had a sex dream about me and I have proof."

"Damn it!" McGee sulked, pressing the button on his watch, "11.6, Tony I had my money on thirty seconds."

"I had five," Ziva chirped up.

"Winner," Abby announced, "I had ten."

"What are you talking about?" Tony asked, "what is with the random numbers?"

"Bets on how long it would take for you to boast about Ziva's dream." Abby laughed.

"Have you ever lost a bet?" Tim asked, handing over a few noted to Abby. Ziva followed suit, handing Abby the money she now owed.

"Wait, she was faking it?" Tony asked dissapointedly, he had just been played.

"I bet you are use to that Tony," Tim joked, "but yes she was faking it."

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I hope you guys enjoyed this new year special treat I wrote for you!