She sat bolt-up right.

Sweat dripping from her forehead. Her breath was coming in sharp stabs. She was sure she'd yelled but that could have been in the nightmare.

Shaking, she wiped the sweat from her forehead.

'It wasn't real, it wasn't real' She whispered over and over. Ziva had never been scared of the dark before, but now with those images stuck in her head the un-lit room seemed extremely threatening.

She tried to relax back into sleep.

Creek

The sound was so minuet but it made her jump a mile.

'Its probably just a mouse, Yuk' she didn't like mice.

'It's ok' she laid her head back on the pillow but jumped up once more. She couldn't stand it.

She crept to Tony's doorway, was she really that scared…yes!

She snuck to his bedside and stood there, not knowing why she wanted him to tell her she was safe. She'd been home alone more often then not back home.

No, his sleeping

Ziva turned and took a step away from the bed, but then…the faint sound of a dripping tap did it. She quickly and quietly sat down on the bed with out jostling the sleeping Tony. She slowly lifted each leg up onto the mattress then wrapped her arms around them. She sat there quietly, feeling like a total idiot but un-able to leave. Ziva shivered at the memory of what she'd just dreamed about, Tony rolled over and his arm hit her leg that she was hugging.

'Hmm…' Tony slowly half opened an eye

'Wha wong' He mumbled

'Nothing' Ziva blushed and started to get up

'No, tell me' he said in a thick, sleep-filled voice.

'Bad dream…'

'Oh, well stay here' Tony held her arm so that she couldn't get away, she could have easily broken his babyish grip but didn't. She slowly lay down and looked sheepishly at him. His eyes were closed but he then muttered

'You k?'

'Yeah' she said quietly

'Good'

She rolled over so if he opened his eyes, he wouldn't see her embarrassed face, why was she a chicken now?

'You Ok, I look after you' He mumbled, sleep about to engulf him once more.

'Thanks' She said closing her eyes.

Tony moved closer, wrapping an arm around her waist.

'Night Zee'

'Night Tony' But he didn't hear, for he was back in his dream, which funnily was almost the same as what had just happened.

Who cares if I'm a chicken…

Ziva smiled and closed her eyes.

Bones.

P.s. Tell me what you thought…. please be nice.