A.N: OK, so if we look back for a second at my last authors note, I put you to the challenge of 13 reviews, and funny enough, that's exactly how many I got! :D Yay you guys! So I was like super happy all day! :D So I want to give a massive thanks to my 13 reviewers: PAUL, NCIS Connection, Zivarocks44, luzma (and don't worry about the language thing, that's what google translator is for :P) Abbi4Raie, 206marlene, Ncisfan with Tivafever, Rebel Magnus, Robern, SarahBear370, ForeignMusicLyrics (Miss Alli), AllyDD (Miss Kaylee) and last but definitely not least with your awesome as comment! Different Child (Katie! 3) So pats on the back for you all! So what… 14 reviews this time, yes? LOL

So this chapter is extremely short I apologise but it is all TIVA! This is only a taste of what is to come and more! This is just a little bit of fluff to start building the relationship and get them closer :) So enjoy and please review! (remember 14… hahaha)


"Ziva, I know you're pissed at me but please… I brought hot chocolate." The eerie part was that the breathing sounded so close as if she was standing next to him, yet he couldn't see her outline anywhere in the room. He again tried to feel around for the light switch as he walked around the walls, before nudging his foot against something on the floor. He knew what it was instantly and he frantically tried to search for the light switch. He ran to the other side of the doorway and finally found it as it casted a yellow light on the room showing the form on the floor curled into a ball.

"Ziva!" He put the drinks down on the table next to him as he bolted to where she laid on the floor. He noticed the red marks around her arms and her ripped shirt as she shivered in a ball. Her breathing was coming out in gasps and her face was hot and sticky. He wasn't quite sure whether she was conscious or not and looked on her with a worried expression wondering what to do. He bent down and pulled her into his arms as he lifted her from the floor and started to walk towards the couch when she flipped out.

"No, no, no, please!" She suddenly yelled in her sub-conscious state which startled Tony. She fought against him and he held her tighter before sitting down on the couch with her. She continued to fight as she pleaded; pushing against his chest as she tried to get away; but he only held her tighter while whispering in her ear.

"Ziva, it's ok. Hey, calm down it's just me, Tony; the idiot who yelled at you for no reason today." She seemed to be getting more distressed as she fought against whoever it was in her head.

"Just leave me alone, please. I won't tell you anything!" She shouted and he started to get more distressed not knowing what to do, listening to her so upset and… scared; something he doesn't too often see.

"Hey, it's ok. Zee-vah, wake up." He could smell the alcohol on her and felt terrible thinking that he may have driven her to be where she is. He looked down at her stomach, the red marks under her torn shirt; he also saw her swollen bruised lips and physically shivered at the thought of what was done to her. He could feel her succumb to him as she stopped fighting and she buried her face into his chest sobbing. "Ziva?"

"I am so sorry." She managed to choke out and he sighed in relief by the fact she seemed to be back in reality. The moment ended all too soon but as she pushed off him and quickly went to move away. "I… I…" She looked at him with huge eyes before suddenly dashing from the room into the bathroom and slamming the door behind her, leaving a very startled and concerned Tony alone on the couch. He could hear her throw up as he sat there wincing at the sound; he couldn't imagine what she was going through and honestly still had no idea what had just happened. What was she seeing, who is responsible? He felt a tug in his heart as he stared at the closed door to the bathroom, he could hear her pacing, sobbing and got up to try and calm her down. He wanted to hold her, tell her it would be alright, and make whoever caused this to pay. He opened the bathroom door which got slammed shut almost immediately again in his face.

"Please just leave me alone Tony." She choked out from behind the door.

"Ziva please, let me in."

"I… I cannot do that Tony, please I will be fine."

"I am not leaving Ziva" He raised his voice slightly as he pressed his head to the door listening to her heavy breathing on the other side. "Please…" he whispered to her, but he got no response. He slid down next to the door and leant his head back against the wall as he waited for her. "I will be right here when you're ready."


She sat in the shower, the cool water running over her. She couldn't be bothered to take her clothes off so she just sat underneath the cool water, trying to erase the memories that had been brought back to the surface. She had been shut in the bathroom for at least fifteen minutes now and she couldn't help but wonder if Tony was still sitting on the other side of that door. She felt embarrassed at being so exposed and couldn't even think of showing her face after the whole charade she put on. She felt so vulnerable and weak, something she wasn't accustomed too, and couldn't even think about what Tony thought of her now. If there was ever a chance of him liking her before it was gone know, she must look like a total freak to him and she wouldn't be judged by him. So she continued to sit there until she knew he was gone, not wanting to face him.

She heard the door crack open and she buried her head into her knees not even trusting herself to look at him. She felt even worse now realising he was looking at her sitting under a shower in her clothes and felt like throwing up again. She was about to get up and make a run for it when the most unexpected thing happened, she felt him sit down next to her, and wrap his arms around her. Why is he doing this! Why is he pretending to be so nice and… loving? She looked up at him with red puffy eyes, questioning him with just the expression on her face. He look at her seriously, something that she doesn't get too often and he looked away from her before speaking in a soft tone.

"Who did this to you?"

"I do not know what you mean?" She managed to choke out.

"Ziva, you did not just end up on the ground… like that, by yourself."

"I do not remember." She thought she almost saw pain in his eyes as he looked at her for a brief second before leaning back against the wall with his eyes closed. She looked over his features as he breathed steadily. His hair now flattened and wet, hanging over his forehead, and his shirt soaked through. She couldn't help but look over his chest which she could see through his transparent cotton shirt. She fought every urge inside of her that just wanted to lean over and kiss him, but she wouldn't make anything awkward between them and she was scared of rejection, whether she would admit it or not. So she savoured the moment as his warm arm wrapped around her, comforting her.

"It's late… let's get you to bed." He said opening his eyes and smiling down at her. She nodded back before he pulled her to her feet and grabbed a towel wrapping it around her before grabbing one for himself. They walked out into the main room and she went into the wardrobe shutting the door to get changed. It wasn't long after she walked out in a pair of shorts and a shirt as she dried her hair with the towel.

"Hey Tony…"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks" He smiled warmly at her as she gave a small smile back.

"Anytime"


A.N: Thoughts? Tell me what you think and thanks for reading! I promise I will make the next chapter longer! And for 'Ncisfan with Tivafever'… I will add more Gibbs later on dw :D

Peace out, Keely :o)