A.N: OK so alot happens in this chapter, hence why it took me hours today to write it and hence why it is my longest chapter yet! :) So as you read this don't jump to conclusions... just a hint... haha Thanks again for the reviews and i want to give a HUGE thanks to one of my bestest friends Kaylee for helping me with this chapter... she like gave me this one idea which was like genius and sparked like the rest for this chapter so she must have credit for this... (143!... u too Alli :P) So without further Ado... Here is chapter eight of Foreign!

She again woke up in the middle of the king sized bed and did her morning ritual of stretching before sitting up and rubbing her face. She looked over at the sofa and back to the bed she was sitting in and couldn't help but smile as well as feeling a little bit embarrassed knowing that once again Tony had moved her. She jumped out of bed and walked over to the window where the sun was drifting in looking out at the ocean. She decided that she didn't feel like running this morning and went over to the wardrobe picking out a bikini and grabbing a towel.

She dived under the oncoming wave and the water felt cool on her face. She was enjoying herself immensely as she lay on her back and drifted over the top of the unbroken waves. She had hardly been to the beach in her lifetime and now that she was finally here, she was not giving up the chance of enjoying the blue ocean. She always loved to swim, but it was normally laps of her father's pool back in Tel Aviv for exercise not usually for enjoyment; and even though they lived close to the water's edge, she never had the chance to go very often. It was again early in the morning and the beach, as well as the water was completely deserted; just the way she liked it. She closed her eyes and continued to float over the waves which were almost drifting her asleep; her mind was clear for the first time in days and she was happy.

"Oh my God, Leilah?" She recognised the voice and almost had a heart attack as she sunk under the water and resurfaced to see Adam sitting next to her on his surfboard. She then looked back towards the shore and saw that she was a long way from land, she must off drifted out what seemed to be about fifty to one hundred meters for sure. At first she freaked out realising she couldn't touch the bottom let alone see it and she was by herself, vulnerable and with no back up. He looked down at her worried and offered his hand to pull her up onto the board which she reluctantly took. "You scared me for a second there, why are you so far out?"

"I… I do not know, I just drifted out I guess without noticing."

"You have to be careful of the rips out here."

"Sorry what?"

"The currents, you have to be careful or they will pull you right out to sea."

"Oh…" She looked up him when he squeezed her hand and she tried to force a smile feeling very uncomfortable.

"Here, lay down and I will paddle us back to shore."

"Ah, no. It is fine, I can swim." He looked at her as if she had just said she was going to swim to china and back.

"Leilah, are you crazy? Just lay down." She pulled her hand out of his and stood up on the board. "Hey, what are you doing?" She dived off the board and glided under the water before finally coming up for a breath and continued doing freestyle towards the shore. All she could think about was trying to get there before him so she could make her exit to the hotel without encountering the man. Unfortunately, like yesterday, the universe wouldn't pay her any favours as Adam was not far behind when she finally hit the sand. She contemplated running but it would blow the Op if he suspected she had caught on; so she slowly made her way up the beach to where her towel was laying in the sand. She picked it up and started drying herself facing the hotel and she could hear him approaching slowly behind her. Now for the excuses…

"Leilah… did I do something?" She hadn't been expecting this question, she was thinking more along the lines of "are you insane? What's the matter with you? Why the hell did you run off like that?" She took a deep breath before turning around plastering on a smile.

"No, you did nothing. Sorry about that, you gave me a shock and I realised I really need to be somewhere." She smiled at him and he gave a small smile back still unsure.

"Well, do you want to meet up later? Dinner again tonight or something?"

"Sorry I cannot do tonight…" He looked away as he nodded and she realised that she should probably arrange something to try and coax some more out of him. "But, how about lunch?" Cannot believe I am doing this…

"Yes, sounds great!" His face lit up as he leant forward and gave her a kiss on the cheek before running down the beach waving behind him. "Cya then!"

Tony and McGee sat in their mini Ops centre as they watched the monitors which had live footage from Ziva's necklace as she ate lunch with Adam Miller. They had been there for about fifteen minutes now and nothing had been said that they could use against him; Tony was getting quite bored as he leant back with his feet on the table.

"This is pointless; he is not going to say anything…" He sighed as McGee looked at him frustrated.

"Yeah I agree, but until he makes his move there is not much we can do." They both watched as the two of them ate in silence for a bit until Adam finally spoke.

"Lucky I came to your rescue this morning otherwise you would be out in the middle of the Atlantic ocean by now." Tony's ears pricked up at this and he took his feet of the table and sat forward.

"I would have been fine." A smile could be heard in her voice.

"Leilah, you were already one hundred meters out to sea." She laughed in the background as he looked at her with a concerned yet amused face.

"Well I guess it was a good thing you came to my rescue then." Tony picked up that she sounded awkward and uncomfortable and he was too, thinking about the fact she was alone, without backup, by herself with a known serial killer. He felt sick in his guts thinking that he had to 'go to her rescue' when in the end she may need rescuing from him. In a way it made Tony angry that she would go out by herself with him and then almost get swept out to sea; he had no doubt in a normal situation she would be able to take care of herself; but out in the middle of the ocean, with a guy that has already killed 12 women…

"I'm gonna go grab some coffee, want any?" McGee looked surprised at the offer and noticed Tony's tense state.

"Uhh, sure… That would be great."

"OK, be back soon."

Ziva lay on the bed with her laptop, reading an email from a frantic Abby desperate for team Gibbs to return. She smiled at as she read the "please come home soon" and "I'm flipping out with no one to talk to." She was glad that she had no plans for the night and could finally just relax and be herself. She stood up and walked over to the phone about to order room service when she was stopped by a knock to the door. Sighing she replaced the receiver and walked over to answer it.

"Who is it?" She called with a slight ring to her voice as she opened the door not even checking this time who it was. Sure enough it was Tony on the other side, although this time he had no drinks and it was not the middle of the night.

"Hey" he pushed past her into the room and she was left standing at the doorway staring into the empty hall.

"Come in" she said to nobody as she closed the door and watched him walk to the window. "Tony… Are you alright?" She watched as he slowly turned away from the window to look at her, a serious expression on his face.

"What happened this morning Ziva?" This was most definitely not what she was expecting and she just stared at him for a while before swallowing and giving a short answer.

"I went for a swim." He walked closer to her and stopped a couple of meters away.

"And was almost swept out to the middle of the Atlantic ocean?" She finally realised how he knew about this as she remembered the lunch conversation with Adam, he was listening and she had completely forgotten.

"He was exaggerating Tony. I was just floating on my back and was pulled out a little bit in a… rep?"

"It is a rip, and they are dangerous Ziva. People have died from drowning in them."

"I am sorry Tony, but I am fine. I did not purposely get dragged out. Anyway I swam back no problem."

"So why is Adam talking about coming to your rescue?"

"Tony, I do not think it is a matter of your concern…"

"You are my partner Ziva, it is a matter of my concern!" She stared at him bewildered as he raised his voice to her. She had no idea why he was acting like such an ass but it only made her angry also.

"Tony I was going for a swim!"

"You were by yourself, without back-up, with a serial killer!"

"Well I did not invite him along if that is what you think! It was so early in the morning I did not expect anyone to even be awake…"

"Ziva, we are on an undercover op. The guy is dangerous and we don't know if and when he is planning something!"

"I will not go swimming then!"

"Just… tell me next time or something…"

"I can take care of myself Tony! I do not have to report to you!" She couldn't believe how he was acting, as if it was her fault. She could feel tears burn the back of her eyelids as she shut them trying to calm herself. "You need to leave… Tony." She said with a steady voice and he looked at her as she stood with her eyes closed and hands curled up into fists. He knew he went way to far, he let his feelings drive him and he was now being asked to leave. He calmed down as he realised his error; it was not her fault, he should not have blamed her.

"Ziva, I…"

"Just… Go."

"I didn't mean…" He was again cut off by her sharp voice as she opened her red eyes.

"Go!" He looked at her, remorse on his face and left the room without another word, leaving a shocked Ziva standing in the middle of the room with tears down her face.

A glass slid across the bar in front of her as she waved her hand in the air, "Toda". She had already had two of the powerful mix of liquor which was just starting to numb her brain. She couldn't believe he just barged in and yelled at her, and she couldn't believe how much she cared. Since when have I cared what people think of me?

"Mind if I join?" She looked up to see Ryan, no longer in his work attire but jeans and a blue cotton shirt.

"You keep popping up out of nowhere now don't you?" He smiled down at her and took and seat on the bar stool next to her. He held up his hand to signal over the bartender. "What she's having." The guy nodded before a glass settled in front of him and he began to drink it. "So what's the matter with you?"

"Partner is an ass" She threw back the rest of her drink and looked up at him. He looked down to her neck and noticed the absence of the sapphire necklace, glad that they couldn't hear them.

"That's too bad… Tony really did seem to be a nice guy." He said with sarcasm and she snorted at him before calling the bartender back over, not drunk enough yet…

"Do you do shots?" She looked at him and a smile spread across his face.

"Bring it on."

Ziva laughed as she staggered down the hallway to her room with an also drunk Ryan. It was midnight and they had both drunk way too much for being on the job and hoped they would not get caught. Ziva fumbled around with her key card as she tried to open the door only to drop it many times which only made her burst out into another fit of giggles. She finally regained composure and opened the door feeling for the light switch as she leant against the wall for support. She felt a hand over the top of hers as she got pulled towards him. She didn't even get a chance to react before his lips were hard against hers and she felt dizzy from the alcohol. He pushed her against the wall as his hands slid around her waist. She didn't kiss back as he tried to force her lips apart but retreated to her neck. Her head was spinning and she felt as if she couldn't fight back.

"Ryan…No…" She gasped as she tried to catch her breath and push against his chest; but the world was spinning and she almost felt as if she couldn't stand up. He wouldn't stop and images began to flash through her mind of another time they just wouldn't stop. She couldn't breathe as tears welled in her eyes, the thoughts of those 3 months now flashing through her head, the ones she finally managed to keep away. Her heart that was once racing had slowed yet was pounding harder than ever against her chest.

"Stop, stop." She pleaded to him but it was like he couldn't even hear her as his hands started to roam underneath her top. She tried to bring her knee up to him, just to stop him but she could no longer see as she lost her balance and felt herself falling. Her shirt ripped as she fell to the ground out of Ryan's grasp and her breaths became short and fast as tears ran down her face. "No, no, no, please…" She pleaded to no one and Ryan realised what he had done. He realised he went too far at the worse time possible, and he didn't know what to do as he watched her form curl up into a ball as she could barely breathe. "I will not tell you anything!" She yelled and he started to get freaked out, he had tripped something for her and she was now delusional as she talked to someone in her head. The alcohol was not helping either of them as Ryan couldn't even think what to do with her, if he called anyone he would get the blame, and he couldn't afford to lose his job. This practically made up his mind as he dashed for the door giving a brief backwards glance at the figure on the floor.

It was 0030 and Tony could not sleep, the only thing that was happening was his constant thoughts of the way he talked to Ziva earlier today. He had hardly concentrated on anything anybody was saying to him all night and he couldn't help but wonder what was running through her head… He really felt like punching himself in the face as he remembered everything he said to her and how he said it. He decided that he couldn't take it any longer so he jumped out of the bed and grabbed a coat before heading towards the 24 hour coffee shop across the street.

"How may I help you sir?" Asked the middle aged woman behind the counter.

"Just two hot chocolates… Extra chocolate but…and make them extra hot."

"Sure thing." He sat down in one of the chairs at a small round table as he waited for the two drinks. At least there was no line at 12:30 am so it wasn't long before he grabbed the drinks and walked the short distance to Ziva's hotel.

"Ziva?" He knocked again for the third time as he looked up and down the hall way. He reached for the handle and to his surprise the door was unlocked as he pushed it open and entered the dark room. He shut the door behind him and started to feel for the light switch when he was stopped by the sound of heavy breathing. "Ziva?" He held his breath as he listened for the faint sound which he heard again unmistakably. "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!"

A.N: Oh, hope I was not too evil there... :p It is part of my plan so I had to roll with it ahaha. This took me forever! no joke my chemistry mark may have just dropped a grade because of this! (ahaha jks.. its only a draft due tomorrow :P) So for me... please review... for my longest chapter I would like the most reviews! I think the most I have gotten was 12 for one chapter, so it would mean sooo much to get 13 hahaha... Your goal! Please tell me what you think! And dw... there is ALOT more tiva to come!

Thankyou all!

Keely :o)