A.N: Thanks to those who reviewed on the cht I posted earlier Today :) Now you can review again! :P Haha this chapter is prettty big because it has a like pretty important part in it, I also tried to add more Tiva although it is nothing to what I have in store for you all :) Enjoy!

Ziva stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her, letting out the clip in her hair as it fell down her back in waves. She crept out of the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around her as she made a dash for the closet only to be stopped by a knock on the door. Are you serious? Now? She contemplated what do, water started to collect on the boards underneath her as she decided whether to pretend not to be there or see who it is. The knocking became louder and more urgent and she decided that she would check to be safe. She tippie-toed across the floor to the door breathing quietly not wanting whoever it was on the other side to know she was there and she peeped through the hole. A smile spread across her face as she saw the man on the other side and then quickly faded as she realised she was wearing nothing but a towel. There was no use pretending she wasn't there, he knew she was and he was looking impatient as he waited for her. She opened the door slightly and peeked through it at a confused Tony.

"Hey I came to grab the earpiece so McGoo can fix it… Why won't you open the door?" She stared at him for a second not knowing what to say as she tried to hide her embarrassed smile.

"I uh…"

"Just let me in Ziva." He said laughing a little as he pushed open the door. It happened so fast she had no time to react and before she knew it he was in the room with her, a bewildered look on his face as his eyes roamed her form. She stared back not sure what to say, she was in complete shock; they both were. She quickly ran from the room and into the walk in wardrobe shutting the door behind her. Oh no, this is not good. Her breathing was erratic as she felt completely exposed and embarrassed. She couldn't believe what just happened, and she couldn't believe how much she cared. Normally it would be nothing, but for some reason lately everything about Tony and how he saw her mattered more.

Tony stood staring at the door, the images of her running through his head. He felt terrible, he didn't even think for a second that she would be half naked. The way she looked at him and ran off is what hurt him the most, and not knowing what was running through her head was driving him insane; he just stood there listening to the silence that came from the closed door.

"Ziva, I'm so sorry. I had no idea…" He waited a bit and there was no reply, she must hate me… "Ziva?"

"Yeah, it is ok. I am just going to put on some… clothes; I will be out in a second." He sat down in the sofa and rubbed his face as he let out a deep breath. He felt terrible, really terrible; and in a way it was puzzling him. There would be a time when he would have made an immature remark or just smiled like an idiot; but this time he just looked at her shocked and was about to blurt out that he was sorry before she took off. It felt like a lifetime before she finally emerged from the wardrobe and as it had many times already this week, Tony let his jaw drop.

"I'm guessing you're not dressed up for me." He tried to joke with a weak laugh as she looked uncomfortable. She wore a deep purple, floor length dress, that was tight down to her thighs and then just dropped. The front of the dress went down in a 'V', but not too low, and the straps went up around her neck and crossed over in the middle of her back. The straps then wrapped back around the front of the dress and the back was open down into the middle of her lower-back. There was a split starting half way down her thigh and it showed her toned brown leg which was perfectly shaped by the high, black, strappy heels. Her hair was left out in waves and hung down past her shoulders and she wore the sapphire necklace which would hopeful catch the evidence they needed. She looked amazing, and Tony couldn't help but feel a bit jealous that she wasn't going to dinner with him.

"I really do not want to do this." She frowned a little and sighed making Tony feel a little bit better that she actually did not want to go. She looked down at the dress Abby had picked out for her and fiddled with it nervously before a hand grabbed hers and she looked up into his green eyes.

"Ziva, you look great. Stop fiddling with the dress; you couldn't look better." He smiled up at her and she finally felt a little better about tonight as she held Tony's hand. Oh no, I am holding Tony's hand! She quickly withdrew her hand embarrassed and went to sit at the small round table near the window. He stood up and walked over to where she sat. "Hey, I came to grab the earpiece and say good luck. You won't be able to hear us tonight, so just… be careful." She looked up into his concerned face and smiled reassuringly.

"Yes, I will be fine Tony… Thank you. I will just grab it for you." She stood up and walked into the wardrobe again before returning and handing it to him. They both just stood there staring at each other, feeling the same way but not knowing; not daring to act upon it, not now.

"I better head back and give this to McGee to fix. Don't think it was actually waterproof." They both laughed before he squeezed her arm and left the room.

She walked into the restaurant and spotted him at a table in the corner away from the crowds, she was quite sure it was courtesy of Ryan who floated around tables with plates of food and bottles of wine. She walked over to where Adam was sitting and a smile crossed his face as his eyes roamed all over her before settling on her face. He stood up and kissed her on the cheek before pulling out her chair as she slid in putting on a flirtatious smile.

"Toda" she purred as she put her purple and black lace clutch on the edge of the table.

"How are you Leilah?" He asked her while walking around the table and sliding back into his own seat.

"I am very well, thank you. And yourself?"

"Well I am currently sitting across from one of the most beautiful women I have seen, so I must say pretty well." She smiled looking down at the table.

"Very smooth…" She looked up from underneath her lashed as he smirked at her.

"Why thank you." He reached across the table and grabbed her hand and she could see how the victims fell prey to him, he was very charming indeed.

They had eaten dinner and actually had a pretty good conversation, although Ziva was not concentrating very much as she wondered how the next part will play out.

"Will you excuse me, I must go to the ladies room." She grabbed her clutch and smiled before heading for the restrooms. She looked around the restaurant for Ryan on the way but couldn't seem to find him, so instead she went to call Gibbs.

"Ya?"

"Hey, how long do I have to stay here? He has not said anything or done anything to suggest that he is going to take me back to his room and kill me."

"Turn on the charm David." With that she was listening to a dial tone. Great, is that not what I have already been doing? I hate this Op. She fixed her hair in the mirror and reapplied lipstick before leaving the bathroom to 'Turn on the charm'. She walked back to the table and sat down apologising for how long she took and grabbed his hand. She leaned across the table and whispered to him.

"How about we… Skip dessert and maybe head back to your room?" She leaned back and brushed her leg up against his, biting down on her bottom lip as she smiled, looking up through her lashes. A smirk crossed his face as his eyes fell down to her chest.

"Cheque please!" He yelled out to the nearby waiter not lifting his eyes from her. She could see from the corner of her eye that the waiter was Ryan and she could feel his eyes rest on her. She drew circles on the back of Adam's hand as he handed over his credit card and payed for the bill; before they both stood up and left the restaurant with his hand resting on the bare skin of her back, and she had to hold down the shivers creeping up her spine. She was forcing herself to give herself to him in order to catch the bastard, and she kept telling herself that it was for the twelve women that had already been murder, but it still didn't make it any easier. They walked into the lift and waited for the doors to shut before she made her move, no matter how much she didn't want to do it; she knew what he wanted, and if tonight was going to work she had to give it to him. She grabbed his tie and pulled him close to her as her lips crashed with his. It didn't take him long to respond as he came back hard and full of lust, his lips moving against hers as his hands ventured lower down her backside. She was relieved as the elevator came to the stop and he pulled away grabbing her hand. Her breathing was erratic as she tried to catch her breath, he really was a good kisser but she couldn't care less. She was already feeling awful, yet again… She had no idea why.

He fumbled with his keys and finally opened the door pulling her in after and pushing her against the wall kissing down her neck. Normally this would feel amazing but she couldn't even concentrate, her mind was racing hoping that he would stop so she could think of a way to snoop around his apartment. His tongue swirled in the hollow of her neck and she gasped, acting along as she ran her hand through his hair. He made his way back up her neck and kissed her tenderly on the lips before to her surprise and relief, pulling away.

"I will be right back." He quickly dashed for the bathroom and closed the door, doing her job for her. She now had the room to herself. She quickly dashed around the room frantically hoping to find anything that could be evidence. She searched through all the draws and through the bookshelf; she also looked under all the cushions on the couch but came up empty handed. She looked around the room and ran into the bedroom looking through his bedside tables and closet, but again nothing. She ran to the bed and slid her hand around underneath the mattress and finally found what she was looking for. She pulled out a large yellow envelope and opened it pouring the contents onto the bed. She felt her breath catch in her throat as she looked at the photos; they looked like surveillance photos and she noticed some of the victims as well as someone else she knew, herself. She held the photos up in front of the sapphire necklace hoping that they were getting all this on the other end. She quickly packed them away expecting him back at any moment and chucked the envelope under the mattress just in time for her to jump on the bed as he entered. He looked at her licking his lips as he walked towards her, ready to claim his prize.

"Now, where were we." He pulled her up from the bed and against the wall as he started to slide the purple straps off her shoulders, his lips making their way down her neck and to her chest as the dress started to fall down from her torso. She arched back playing along, wondering how far she would have to go. Will he try anything tonight? His lips came back up momentarily to meet with hers as his tongue slid into her mouth. She suddenly pulled away as a thought went through her mind and she pushed him off her dashing for the bathroom grabbing her clutch on the way.

"Leilah are you alright?" She quickly locked the door behind her and pulled out her mobile.

"Yes, sorry I think that crab did not agree with me. I will be out in a moment." She quickly flipped her phone open and clicked speed dial.

"Yeah Ziva, we saw them. Don't blow cover; I want you to leave but as soon as you can."

"Okay then" she hung up the phone and flushed the toilet before putting on her best sick face and opening the door.

"Hey, you alright?"

"No, I do not feel good at all… I might take a raincheck on tonight?" He looked disappointed but was a complete gentleman walking her back to her room, She kissed him on the lips and walked into her apartment closing the door behind her in relief as she threw her clutch onto the table and crashed on the bed.

She had taken a shower, got into some comfortable, loose fitting clothes and fluffed her pillow about a thousand times yet still sleep would not take over. She realised it was probably not a good idea to let the serial killer walk her back to her room; he now knew which one it was. She still couldn't believe that he was capable of brutally murdering twelve women and she couldn't help but think that she was meant to be next. Something else that played in the back of her mind was what made her pull away from Adam tonight, she realised she was almost feeling guilty and as soon as she saw his face in her thoughts she could no longer allow another man to touch her like he was. She now realised what had stopped her the other day also, yes it was true, she stopped because of Tony.

A knock at the door pulled her out of deep thought and she sluggishly got out of bed and trudged towards the door. She looked through the peep hole and had déjà vu as she saw him standing with two cups in his possession. Opening the door she gave him a weary smile realising his eyes were shut.

"I am not naked Tony." He opened one eye and sighed dramatically as he walked in after her shutting the door behind him. "Is there extra chocolate this time?" He laughed at her remembering his messy note he wrote in the early hours of yesterday morning.

"Yep, I got it extra chocolaty" She took a sip of the hot drink and licked her lips.

"I could get use to this." She smiled up at him before they both took a seat on the sofa much like last night. They sat in silence for a while and he noticed the down look on her face.

"Hey, is everything alright?" She didn't respond for a while, but finally took a deep breath before speaking quietly.

"He had photos of me, Tony."

"I know"

"I cannot help but think of those poor women… twelve of them, the families left behind. I may have been next." A tear escaped and ran down her cheek, she felt stupid for crying but was too exhausted to try and hide it.

"Ziva, we got the guy. You saw the evidence, he won't hurt anyone else."

"He has already hurt twelve Tony, beyond repair. I was in their feet tonight Tony." He ignored the whole 'feet, shoe' thing and instead put down his cup and opened his arms. She looked at him for a second unsure, before putting her cup down too and lying against his chest, listening to his heartbeat which eventually sent her into a deep sleep.

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