The next morning when Ziva awoke, Tony was wide awake, staring up at the ceiling.

"Don't tell me you've been up all night," she begs softly.

"I have,"

She begins to cry softly again. But this time it's just tears as they lie in silence together. There is a soft knock at the door. Tony make a move to go answer it, but Ziva grips his arm. "What if it's Ray? Don't let him in please…"

"I wasn't even planning on it,"

He approaches the door, and as he uses the peephole, he realizes its Gibbs standing at the door. His face is creased with concern. Tony debates on wether to let him in or not. In the end, he doesn't.

He just wanders back to his bed. She looks up and asks, "Who is it?"

"Gibbs,"

"Let him in. I wanna talk to him," she gets out of bed and wanders to the door.

Tony doesn't hesitate for a moment. He opens the door and Gibbs walks right in. A group hug ensues for a short moment, but then Tony breaks free. Gibbs and Ziva still stand in the embrace.

Ziva lets out another quiet sob. "Ray came into the office this morning," Gibbs whispers into her ear.

She steps back, "I don't want to see him,"

"You won't need to, but for the time being he is searching for you like crazy. You know he's going to come here next, right? I already kicked him out of the office. He tried to follow me home,"

Ziva looks panicked for a moment, but she regains her composure, "We will not let him in then. Tony will not allow it,"

"I won't," he clarifies for her.

"I don't expect you to come into work today, but I expect you to show up tomorrow, okay? Take it easy. If anyone gives you any trouble, call me." he kisses Ziva on the top of her head and walks out.

"Any plans?" Tony asks her, shutting the door.

"Drive," she whispers back, "Just drive,"