Okay this is a bit of a short chapter as i didn't have much time. Please keep reviewing, and enjoy :)

Tony was awaked by the fresh smell of bacon, and the sound of the shower in the bathroom next door. He sat up hazily and looked around. He hadn't really looked at the room much before, but now, in the 8o'clock sunlight, he could see it perfectly. Gill had done up the room since they'd last been here. The walls were now a fresh cream and the chunky, dark curtains had been replaced by light, cotton ones, which was evident due to the sun that was now streaming into the room. After yawning and rubbing his eyes, he immediately looked for Ziva. The space in the bed next to him was empty but pretty soon he noticed the cotton dressing gown on the floor by the bathroom and guessed she was in the shower. Oh well, Tony thought to himself, not as sexy as before, but it'll have to do. He made a mental note to suggest the idea of kimono dressing gowns to Gill when they left.

Last night had been amazing. After lying for an hour with his arms wrapped neatly around Ziva's body, he had drifted off to sleep and had a great dream. He had pictured Ziva running around with two small children which looked just like her and Tony. The boy was about 4 or 5 and had Tony's deep, sincere eyes and the girl was about 7 or 8 and had Ziva's gorgeous deep chestnut curly hair. He would never admit it to anyone, but he was a family guy. He would love to have a family one day, and with his age approaching his mid forties, he was starting to get worried. But his fears soon vanished as Ziva appeared from the bathroom.

Ziva stepped out in just a white fluffy towel which just hung over her hips. It was obviously not designed to be a body towel and judging by Ziva's facial expression, she was not pleased.

"Tony, why are there only small towels in the bathroom?"

"Um I don't know..."

"Tony stop staring at me and fetch me my underwear from the bag!"

"Um yes uh, here you are" Tony said handing the dark blue lacy bra and matching pants into her outstretched hand.

"Now turn around."

"On it boss" But Ziva dropped the towel just before Tony fully had his back to her, and Tony stood breathless at what he saw. Her perfectly toned body was glittering from the water still on her from the shower, and even though he only saw her from the back, her body was definitely one of the best he'd ever seen. But then his eyes caught onto the scars that were scattered along her body, which she had gained from various missions, and suddenly he felt anger pulsing through his veins. How dare somebody treat Ziva like that? It also angered him at the thought of her being exploited to violence like this from such a young age, causing to curl his fists to contain his temper.

"Tony what are you doing?! I told you to turn around!"

"I'm sorry, you let go of the towel before I was ready!" retaliated Tony before getting flustered. Damn, he hated it when he blushed.

Ziva, noticing this, decided to play with Tony and embarrass him further.

"What Tony, see something you like?"

"I, um..." Tony stood speechless as Ziva stepped closer to him, wearing nothing but her underwear, her dark hair dripping wet over her shoulders. She danced in front of Tony causing him to look at her in awe, and the way she bit her lip and smiled playfully was sending shockwaves through his body, and straight into his pants. They stepped closer to each other, so their bodies were almost touching. They brought their eyes up so they met, and the look they gave each other made both of them feel faint. Tony was about to grab to close to him, when he heard the phone ring.

"Um, DiNozzo." Tony answered into his phone, never once pulling his eyes from Ziva's. His expression suddenly changed into a concerned and disappointed frown. "We'll be there in a couple of hours boss." He snapped his phone shut and pulled away from Ziva. "Duty calls sweet cheeks."

Ziva looked up disappointed at the not so convenient timing.

"Oh, okay, I will just finish getting ready then. I will get changed as quick as possible."

A couple of hours later, and after a brief interrogation from Gibbs about why they took so long, they were sitting in the bullpen trying to figure out their latest victims last steps before he was murdered. Ziva looked up to see Tony staring intently at a piece of paper infront of him. This made Ziva worried. She could tell it was his thinking face and this wasn't good. She picked up her phone and sent him a quick text, as he didn't look like he was in a talkative mood.

Are you okay? What is up? Z x

She saw Tony's screen flash, and he hesitantly picked up the phone to check the message before looking up at her with a stern face. He typed something quickly before looking back to focus on his computer screen. Ziva felt her phone buzz at Tony's response.

I'm sorry, I can't do this. It was a bad idea. T

She let out a quick gasp. But her sudden heartache was quickly replaced with anger as she looked around, and noticing no one else was in the bullpen, stormed over to Tony's desk.

"What do you mean you cannot do 'this' anymore? You were to scared to even admit what 'this' is!"

"I'm sorry Ziva," Tony said to her in a hushed tone, "I thought it would work but it's to dangerous in these conditions. It's not safe for either of us."

"Either of us?! Huh! Typical you Tony, always thinking about yourself. Well I obviously had you all wrong then."

Noticing people were starting to stare, Ziva turned away humiliated. She walked back over to her desk and grabbed her bag.

"Look Ziva, I..."

"Save it Tony." Ziva said with cool eyes. "You chose this yourself, not me. Remember that." And with that, she swept past him and straight into the open elevator. Tony looked after her in defeat. He knew it wouldn't be easy, he just didn't want to be another way her Mossad friends could torment her. They were always trying to find ways to mock her and he would be but another one.

"DiNozzo, where's Ziva?" Tony jumped as Gibbs swept past him, barking in his ear.

"I wish I knew..." Tony replied quietly. Gibbs looked at his with curiosity, before turning his attention back to his phone which had started to beep.

"Yeah Ducky, I'm on my way down."

Next chapter will be up as soon as possible.