Hello…haven't written for a while…well I'm back.

I do not own anyone of the NCIS characters…but I definitely will have some characters of my own.

Summary: The life of our favourite special agents, a happy Goth, talkative doctor and an arsehole of a director…Yes…you guessed it NCIS….Mainly Tony and Ziva and their growing relationship…

She tossed and she turned, the haunting would start as soon as she closed her eyes. Everyday she tried to go to sleep but it only made it worse, she would run her fears down it didn't work. She tried to read her fears away, it didn't work. She knew there was only one thing that could make her feel safe; it was to be in the arms Special Agent Anthony Dinozzo. She still remembered the feeling.

Tony was really worried about how Ziva had been, as soon as they were out of the camp he had wrapped her arms around her, it was a surprise for her but she didn't resist, she did only one thing that came to her mind; to comply. It felt good, in fact it was beyond good; it was fantastic.

She shook the thought out her head, the minute it entered her mind. Who was she childing or was it kidding, she didn't care. She was unsure of her emotions, she was mad at him for killing Michael but she also felt as she owed Tony for saving her life.

Here she was again sitting up on her bed, where she normally found herself at night. It was just after midnight, so she decided that she'd watch movie of course she wasn't interested in them she just wanted to murder time…slaughter…She smiled at how Tony would correct her and how he called her Zee-Vah. She had so many memories with him, not in a romantic way, but happy memories before the whole Michael incident.

She walked into the living room and switched on the TV, the one Tony had forced her to buy about 2 years ago, so that he could watch TV when he came round. That's when the movie nights started. She remembered one particular night.

Tony was on the couch munching on popcorn while Ziva was putting on the DVD.

"Already munching on popcorn Tony…you just had Dinner" she said as she walked over to the couch settling beside him.

"Hey…I've been losing too much weight lately" he defended himself.

"Losing…ha, I don't think so. Gaining, Yes" she said patting his stomach, he immediately grabbed her hand and they both fell to the floor with Ziva on top of him. They were just staring into each other's eyes, when suddenly Tony interrupted their staring contest.

"Do you wanna maybe…haha…get off me" he said awkwardly

"No" she whispered. Tony eyebrows raised and he couldn't hide his smirk. He unconsciously moved forward and so did Ziva, when Tony's phone interrupted them. Ziva snapped out of her trance, and rolled off Tony, while he answers the phone.

"Yes Gibbs…I'll be right there…aha…ok…I'll call Ziva…Bye"

"Gibbs…erm Dead Marine…Squad room" Tony stuttered as he walked towards the door.

"Okay…I will see you later" she answered as he left and shut the door.

Tony stood on one side of the door and Ziva on the other "Idiot".

That was the last of it, they never talked about it, but they continued their movie nights as if nothing happened. Ziva still wondered what would have happened if Gibbs had not called. Ziva realised she was half way through the movie and did not understand anything. So she switched off and went back to bed…if that was possible.