Hello! This is a follow up to Double Blind. I hope it is okay I haven't written in about a year so I am very out of practice, this is also un beta'd because my beta was asleep and I couldn't wait for her it edit haha. So please be kind!

Tony trudged up the stairs that led to his apartment. His head hung low, his hair sticking to his forehead, wet from wandering aimlessly in the rain.

It had been a really, really bad day.

Finding out Ziva had slept with Adam hurt more than he had expected. He grimaced at the memory of Ziva throwing his own words back at him it had felt like a hard slap to the face. "At lo-levad." He had been so sure that she had understood what he really meant but he had been left feeling like a fool. He thought they were finally moving towards being more than just partners or best friends. However once again they had missed each other. It seemed like every time they got close, he would zig and she would zag. It was always 2 steps forward and then 12 steps back.

The icing on the cake had been Gibbs' arrest. Tony had no idea what they were going to do. So after leaving NCIS headquarters for the night he had not felt like going home to an empty apartment, instead he had decided on taking a walk in the hopes of clearing his head. After two hours of wandering around the streets of D.C., the cold wind and rain had finally forced him home.

Tony ran a through his wet hair as he stepped into his apartment shrugging off his soaking coat and letting it drop the floor. He sighed, making his way towards his bedroom intent on having a much needed warm shower. Tony flicked on the hallway light. He stumbled into his bedroom exhausted.

He nearly flopped down onto his bed but froze when he saw a body sized lump under his covers and long brown hair spilling onto his pillows. He stood frozen to the spot, utterly dumbfounded.

"Ziva?" He exhaled quietly.

Without even thinking her gravitated towards her. The room was dimly lit by the hall light but he could still see the tear tracks that marred her beautiful olive skin. He resisted the urge to run his fingers through her hair and down her face,

He just stood there staring at her unsure of what to do. He was still angry and hurt, but seeing her here, in his bed after obviously crying herself to sleep he felt some of the anger fade. He wanted so much to still be mad at her and to make her earn his forgiveness. But they had been through so much together he couldn't bear the thought of losing her again. He felt a lump form in his throat and his eyes welled with tears. Living without her when she was in Somalia had been the hardest thing he had ever had to endure. He needed her, plain and simple. If he couldn't have her the way he really wanted, best friends would have to do. However seeing her here ignited a spark of hope inside him. Maybe things would work out.

Tony contemplated waking her, but peaceful sleep for Ziva was a rarity these days. He knew that ever since Somalia she had been haunted with hellish nightmares and her father's death had bought them back with a vengeance. So he decided to let her be. Risking his life to her ninja skills he leant down and placed a chaste kiss on her forehead.

Tony silently moved around his room grabbing a change of clothes. With one last look Ziva he turned the hallway light off and made his way towards the guest bathroom to shower so as not to wake Ziva.

Tony was startled awake, not sure by what. He lay still starring into the darkness of his living room, waiting to see if he could hear what woke him.

"Tony!" He heard a familiar voice cry out from his bedroom. Tony sat bolt upright on the couch.

"No! No! Tony!"

Tony was up and racing towards his room instantly.

"Ziva" He called.

Ziva was thrashing around on his bed, tangled in the sheets. Tony could hear her sobbing his name.

"Ziva wake up!" He reached for her shoulders trying to wake her. That was a mistake. Ziva's eyes flew open. Before Tony had a chance to react Ziva had flipped him onto the bed and rolled on top of him, pinning him to the bed. One of her hands pushed down on his throat and the other held her weapon to his temple.

"Ziva, its Tony! Stop!" He managed to croak as he gasped for air. Ziva stared at him her eyes wild with fear, not really seeing him.

"Ziva" He tried again. The harsh features of her face began to soften as she realized who he was.

"Tony?" she questioned her eyes searching for his through the darkness.

"Yes" he gasped.

"Oh god" her bruising grip on his throat released and her weapon fell from her hand. "Oh god" she sobbed again throwing herself down onto Tony's chest her arm wrapping tightly around him. Tony hesitated before placing his hand on her back, caressing it gently. Even under the circumstances having her pressed against him felt so right.

"You were dead" she cried into his chest.

"I'm right here Ziva" he softly spoke. He could feel Ziva's clammy skin against his own, as sobs shook her body.

"Bodnar, he killed you! I thought you were gone"

"Shh… it was just a dream" he hushed running his hand through her hair.

"I can't lose you too!" She gripped tightly to his shirt. "Oh god I'm so sorry Tony!"

"It's ok Ziva, you were dreaming, I'm fine" he said, thinking she was apologising for hurting him.

"No, No I'm sorry for sleeping with Adam. It was a mistake. Please don't hate me Tony!"

"I don't hate you Ziva" Quite the opposite actually, he thought to himself.

Thanks for reading! Hope it wasn't to bad! If I get some positive feedback I will hopefully post a second chapter soon

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