Well again I must say thank you to all who took time to write a review. Awesome…

Someone mentioned to me that Ziva would not react the way that she did in my story, well we don't know that cause I don't think I have ever seen her drunk. She is in control all the time and secondly it's my story so I get to do whatever I want with it, but never the less I do like those kind of 'criticism' my mother always told me you can say anything just as long as your are respectful en polite. So keep them coming.

Drunk people tell the truth ?

Chapter 3

Oh, god her head. It was about to explode. She woke up at the first crack of dawn, sunlight hitting her face. She grabbed her head afraid that if she let go it would explode. Her mouth was like sandpaper. Slowly, very slowly she got to a sitting position and turned her head around so she could see her nightstand. On it were a glass of water and some advil which she eagerly took. Didn't help much but he just for good measure. A shower would be nice. She got up and carefully made her way to the bathroom when all of sudden the door to her bedroom was thrown open and a very cheery Tony peered through.

"Good morning, my little sunshine"

"must you talk so loud"

Ziva couldn't believe her own voice it was very hoarse, it didn't sound like hers at all.

Tony's eyebrows went up a view notches. Wauw, that was one sexy morning after voice she had going.

"I am making breakfast, you want some eggs with the toast"

Tony felt great pleasure in seeing Ziva turn green. Payback, she shouldn't have been so painfully honest last night. True, she was right but it still had stung.

After about 20 minutes Ziva arrived in the kitchen feeling a little bit better but still when she sat down she put her head in her hands and gave a very big sigh.

"It has been a long, very long time since I was this drunk and I will never ever be this drunk ever again"

Tony chuckled. "I liked it. I saw a whole different Ziva"

Ziva looked up at Tony.

"What do you mean, did I say or do anything that was out of the ordinary"

"Nope, you were only brutally honest but what's with the curtain thing"

"curtain thing ?"

"yes, you don't have any curtains in your entire apartment and when I asked you about it you told me you had thrown them away. I didn't notice it until I went to sleep on your couch that you have none in your entire apartment, why……"

"none of your business" Ziva cut him off, got up and poured herself a large glass of water. Tony knew it was now or never.

"You also talked about Aziz"

Ziva turned as white as a sheet. The color drained from her face. Tony could see she tried to suppress the shaking of her hands.

"what about Aziz" She whispered.

"the guy that came to your cell when he thought no one was watching so he could have his way with you"

The glass slipped out of Ziva hand and fell to the ground in a million pieces.

"I told you that"

"Not just me, Gibbs and McGee as well" Tony hated it to be this cruel but better to tell her right here and now than to face Gibbs and McGee unknowingly.

That was it, she sank down to the floor and gave a primal roar that went through Tony's bones and straight through his heart.

He quickly kneeled beside her but before he could put his arms around her she shrieked away and put up her hands to let him know he should keep his distance.

"They took everything Tony …my dignity, my self-respect, my pride, my hope, everything…and now this. I cannot go back to NCIS. I don't want to see pity in their eyes. I want to be Agent Ziva David not the agent that came as damaged goods." She buried her head in her hands.
"oh God. I cannot face them"

"Don't be so stupid" Tony yelled. "You came back with a vengeance, you showed them that you can overcome this from the moment you stepped back into NCIS headquarters. You are the strongest person I've come to know, it's not your fault, you have nothing to be ashamed for and you are certainly not going to see pity in our eyes, you will see pride cause you have come back to us"

After his own little private shouting match he once again sank next to her and gathered her up in his arms. This time she let him. They were quiet for a long time. Both of them not really knowing what to do or say next.

"My head still hurts" was the first sentence out of Ziva after a long time. "I think I need some more advil"

"There are some more in you medicine cabinet." Ziva looked at him. "you went through my medicine cabinet"

"yes, I had to in order to get you those advils that were sitting on your nightstand. You sure have a lot of medication. What's up with that"

Some are painkillers, some sleeping pills but I don't take them. At first I took a lot of antibiotics so I've got a lot of those but that is slowly being reduced. The doctors were afraid I would get infections from the wounds I sustained while being in captivity. It wasn't exactly the cleanest place on earth, you know"

"yes, I do know" Tony said.

Ziva looked up "yes of course you do know"

"So what's up with the curtains" Tony was dying to know.

"For almost 4 months I was kept in darkness, my cell had no windows and sometimes they would just leave the hood on in order to torture me some more. I couldn't remove it because they always tied my hands behind my back. I hated it not seeing the sun,moon or sky. I lost all track of time. Now when I have a……………………..nightmare……….and I wake up I either see the sun or the moon and I immediately know that I am safe, that I am free so I took all of the curtains away to feel safe and free. I know it's weird but it…"

"Stop making excuses, you are entitled to some weird stuff after what you've been through"

Tony got up, extended his hands and after a while she excepted and now they were standing face to face in her kitchen.

"let's go to work"

Ziva sniffled

"what now"

"I suggest you take a shower before we go in, you smell"

TBC…

Maybe one more…