Disclaimer: I own 2 Taylor Swift cds and seasons 1-5 of NCIS, but nothing else, I just borrow the characters to amuse you guys!

A/N: Wow I didn't expect to recieve SO MANY reviews, I love it!!!

Well, this fic might be getting a little longer you guys. I might be adding 2 more chapters for a couple of reasons. Taylor Swift released a new single, "Today Was a Fairytale" this week. It is AWESOME! I love it so much that I'm probably going to have to write a chapter to it, (hint if the new episode of NCIS on Tuesday is as full of Tiva as I've heard it is, it might be about that episode)

The second song is this one.

This chapter is for shootingstarr, she begged me to write a chapter to the song "Fearless" and I felt terrible because I hadn't been planning to use that song. I really do love the song but I just couldn't thinki of anything for it. But then, ever since she reviewed the song has literally been following me around all week (not unlike Tony in the 3rd chapter of this story!), everytime I turned on the radio the song would be playing and I would thinking about shootingstarr.

Well yesterday I put on my Taylor Swift cd and started listening to "Fearless" when suddenly an idea popped into my head, I listend to the song a couple of times just letting the idea continue to form and then I hooked and this chapter was born.

The lesson of this story, if you make a recommendation then I might feel guilty enough to listen to the song about 20 times and then inspiration might just strike!

Enjoy

Chapter 4: Fearless

Ziva had been hoping that with Tony's apology out of the way that perhaps things would go back to normal but she underestimated her team's persistence in the subject of her favorite artist. Tony was the worst, still harassing her for details and trying to weasel the truth out of her, not that Ziva would fall for it. But Abby was a close second in her fascination but not nearly as annoying.

"Now that you and Tony made up is it alright if I ask you about your Taylor Swift obsession?" the Goth scientist asked Ziva in her lab.

Ziva groaned, "Not you too."

Abby grinned, "Tony's been after you?"

She nodded, "He thinks that the reason I like Taylor Swift is because I am in love with someone," she narrowed her eyes at Abby, "apparently because of something you said."

Abby just smiled, "Well it's true."

"It is not!"

"Come on," she said, "you listen to songs about romance and heartache, that can only mean one thing…"

"Yes," Ziva agreed, "that I think they are fun to listen to."

"No," Abby refused to budge in her assessment, "You've got a crush on someone." She eyed Ziva, "you don't have to hide it from me, I know you; it's the only likely explanation for this."

Ziva was silent for a moment as she contemplated how to stand her ground, but Abby was not Tony. She was not as easily manipulated, or doubted herself as much, when she was certain about something, she believed in it completely and would not be convinced otherwise. "What does it matter if I…like someone; that does not mean anything."

Abby's green eyes lit up, "Yes you admit it!" she gloated for a moment, "now if only you will admit who it is."

"Now Abby…"

"Come on, is it Tony? It has to be Tony, I mean there has always been this 'thing' between you…except with the whole Michael thing but still, there have always been sparks."

"It is not Tony," Ziva protested.

Abby studied her for a moment, "Let's pretend that I believed you, would you tell me about him?

"There is nothing to tell," Ziva repeated, "there is no guy."

To Ziva's surprise Abby replied, "Okay, fine, there's no guy." Then she turned to one of the computers and pulled up a website, "Then how do you explain lyrics like If you could see /that I'm the one/ who understands you/been here all along/ so why can't you see/ you belong with me.?"

"Okay Abby that's…

"And what about, He says he so in love, he's finally got it right/I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night?"

"Seriously Abby I…"

"Oh and then there's, I don't think it ever crossed his mind/ he tells a joke I fake a smile/that I know all his favorite songs?"

Ziva sighed, "Alright Abby…I get the point, that does not mean I am going to tell you who he is."

Abby scowled, "You're no fun!"

Ziva laughed softly, "I am sorry to disappoint you."

"Come on, I won't tell anyone, promise," Abby made the motion of crossing her heart while practically jumping up and down in her platform boots.

"There is nothing to tell."

Abby sighed, "Seriously, I'm not saying that you are in love with Tony but you have to admit that there is an awful lot there."

"Like what?" Ziva asked, seriously curious as to how obvious she had been about her feelings.

"Well you tease him for no apparent reason."

"There is always a reason."

She smiled, "Yeah, it's called flirting."

"Tony flirts with everyone," Ziva reminded her, "he flirted with the mailwoman downstairs this morning."

"But he always goes back to you and you always go back to him," Abby told her. She saw Ziva's reluctant expression, "I'm not saying you guys are wearing matching sweatshirts, cooking breakfast together, dancing in the rain in love but I think there are feelings there and maybe…" her voice trailed off as she saw Ziva's surprised look, "What?"

She shook her head, "Nothing," Ziva said, "I was just thinking… but it was silly." Ziva looked down at her watch, "I should go."

"But you never…"

"Goodbye Abby." Ziva rushed out the door without looking back until she was in the elevator.

Only when the doors closed did she lean back against the wall and sigh, she couldn't shake that memory that had rushed back into her thoughts when Abby had said, "dancing in the rain".

Some things were too difficult to hide…

Ziva tapped out the song in her head on her knee, it was one of her favorite Taylor Swift songs and it had been running through her mind all day. She had no idea why she couldn't seem to shake the song, maybe it was because it had been raining all day or something.

Eventually Tony caught wind that she was distracted by something, "What's on your mind Zee-vah?" He was driving but he glanced at her for a moment.

"Nothing," she told him, "just a song."

"Which one?"

She smiled, "You do not know it."

He grinned, "Come on, I'm giving you a ride, the least you could do is satisfy my curiosity."

"I did not ask you to drive me, you offered," she pointed out.

"Yes well, Abby wanted us all to meet at the bar, your car is in the shop and I was feeling chivalrous."

"How gallant of you," she replied, "but I'm still not going to tell you."

Tony pulled into the parking lot smoothly and stopped the car. The rain had stopped a few minutes before but the pavement was still filled with puddles. Ziva couldn't help but smile, it the moment was just like in the song she'd been thinking about…with the one person she would always think about.

There's somethin' 'bout the way
The street looks when it's just rained
There's a glow off the pavement

You walk me to the car

"What are you smiling about?" Tony asked as he came up beside her.

"I am happy Tony, do I need another reason?" she replied, there was no way she would tell him her temptation to follow the lyrics to the song she couldn't stop thinking about.

And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there
In the middle of the parking lot
Yeah

Tony didn't say anything else, just grabbed her arm to steer her into the bar. Ziva couldn't help but notice her skin tingled where he touched her. The night was going very well for her.

Abby was sitting at a table with McGee, Ducky and even Gibbs. She caught sight of them as the walked through the doorway and she waved them over. "You're here!"

"We said we would," Tony said as they got close enough. He helped Ziva into a seat and then he sat down next to her. What was going on here, Ziva couldn't help but wonder, offering her a ride, helping her to her seat, was Tony trying to be…romantic?

She liked that thought.

We're drivin' down the road
I wonder if you know
I'm tryin' so hard not to get caught up now

Ziva shook her head, no she wouldn't get her hopes up like that, it was silly to think that Tony would be interested in her like that.

Then he leaned down close to ear, "You want some Tequila?"and she shivered when she felt his breath against her skin. She couldn't speak; all she could do was nod.

He winked at her and her heart skipped a beat.

But you're just so cool
Run your hands through your hair
Absent mindedly makin' me want you

She watched him walk to the bartender, she just couldn't tear her eyes away from him.

What was wrong with her?

And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance

In a storm in my best dress
Fearless

Tony came back to the table with their drinks, only then did Ziva realize that she hadn't been paying any attention to the conversation around her at all. She was caught up in his smile.

"Hey Tony!" Abby exclaimed, "we were talking about what scares us the most, what are you afraid of."

"Commitment," Ziva said before Tony could speak, the rest of the table burst out laughing, nodding in agreement.

Tony turned to her with a grin, "Actually I was going to say Israeli assassins."

She raised an eyebrow, "I scare you Tony?"

"You terrify me." The way he whispered that made her shiver, it sounded like he had meant it…but in a different way.

So baby drive slow
'til we run out of road in this one horse town
I wanna stay right here

Tony never stopped looking into her eyes, his gaze was steady and for the life of her she couldn't look away. "What are you afraid of Ziva?"

Of my feelings, she thought but she didn't say that. Instead she shook her head, "Nothing."

"Oh come on, you've got to have something."

His eyes still searched her, haunting her which is why she said, "I am too afraid to dance in the rain."

In this passenger's seat
You put your eyes on me
In this moment now capture it, remember it

Tony looked surprised by that answer, "Why?"

Ziva searched for an answer, "I never have the courage to ask someone."

Abby raised an eyebrow, "Who would you dance with?"

Ziva shook her head, "I do not know," she said and let the conversation change, but her eyes kept turning back to her partner and god help her, he was looking at her.

Cause I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance

In a storm in my best dress
Fearless

One by one the group left until it was just Tony and Ziva nursing their drinks at the table, the conversation never lagged and laughter was almost always occurring. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had fun like this before.

She didn't want it to end.

But eventually the two of them made their way out of the bar but Tony stopped once they walked a couple of steps in the parking lot and he laughed.

It was raining.

"What?" Ziva asked when she noticed that he was looking at her with a determined look.

"Maybe you should face your fear."

Her eyes widened, "No,"

"Oh yes," he said and took her hand, the music from the bar was filtering through the air. A steady downpour of rain was soaking them through

Well you stood there with me in the doorway
My hands shake
I'm not usually this way but

Tony pulled her close against him, slipping one arm around her waist and holding the other aloft, he began to sway with her in time to the music. She laughed aloud as she realized how silly they looked.

They were dancing in the rain.

You pull me in and I'm a little more brave

He continued to sway with her gently in the rain, but he wasn't laughing or smiling anymore. Now he was looking at her with a peculiar expression: fascination.

She sobered as her heart raced, what was he thinking?

It's the first kiss,
It's flawless,
Really something,

Her hands began to shake and her blood was surging in her veins as he leaned down and gently pressed his lips to hers.


It's fearless.

"Ziva!"

She woke up with a start, her head nearly knocking into Tony's. She blinked looking around, but the parking lot, the rain, the kiss…all of that was gone. Instead it was the NCIS squad room and her own desk, her neck stiff from sleeping at an angle.

And her iPod was blaring in her ears.

Cause I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless

"Hey, you fell asleep," Tony said as she still looked around a little disoriented, "You should have gone home.

Ziva nodded, throwing her iPod and the rest of her things in her bag, all she wanted to do was to go back to that dream.

With Tony.

And I don't know why but with you I'd dance

In a storm in my best dress
Fearless

"You okay?" Tony asked as they got onto the elevator together.

"I am fine," she told him softly, "I just had a dream…I was dancing in the rain."

Tony raised an eyebrow and grinned, "Sounds like something from a Chick Flick…were you with anybody?"

Ziva didn't look at him, couldn't look at him. "I do not remember," she lied and didn't say anything else.

She didn't want to ruin her perfect dream.

Cause I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance

In a storm in my best dress
Fearless

They made their way to their cars, ready to go their separate ways…but it began to rain. A steady down pour with the pavement becoming wet in seconds, the street lights glowing off of the puddles.

It looked exactly the same.

Ziva stopped in her tracks looking around, at the lights, the rain…and Tony. Standing there, soaking wet, just the same as he had looked a few minutes ago in her dream.

Right before he had kissed her.

But that was just a dream. Here he looked at her confused, "Ziva…what's wrong?"

All she could do was look at him, she wanted to ask him to dance, wanted to say something, everything that she felt about him and all of the hopes she had.

But she couldn't dance with him in the rain.

Because she wasn't fearless.

A/N: How many of you guys want to kill me that the kiss was just a dream? LOL, sorry but I had to do it! Of course Tony was acting VERY flirty in her dream but hey that was Ziva's perfect night with him of course he would be acting all in to her!

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