A.N: Back from ze holdiay and back at school for my last 7 weeks ever! both exciting and scary! Anyway I have a chapter for you! (YAY!) Thanks for the amazing reviews once again! But i would still love to see more! That is your challange people! Hahaha nahh main thing is for you guys to enjoy this :) so go aheah and read!

Disclaimer: No I do not own NCIS or the characters...

Ziva woke up to a brightly lit room from the morning sunlight. Glancing at a cheap analogue clock attached to the wall she saw that it was 10:28 am, a sleep in, so unlike herself. Glancing over to her left she saw a sleeping Tony, his lips parted and his hands in his lap as his head hung back in the armchair. It has been a long night, for the both of them. After she woke up it took a few hours before she could finally quite her mind and fall back asleep in the early hours of the morning. By the fidgeting her partner made she figured it was the same for him; no wonder they both slept in so uncommonly late. While he was asleep she took the time to look over his features and again images of her nightmare seeped into her mind. A frown changed her face as she felt the feeling of rejection flood through her again, something she knew was stupid but couldn't seem to contain. She looked at his face that was facing slightly away towards the roof from her. She smiled softly as she studied his face and then to her embarrassment and surprise one of his eyes opened and a smile crossed his face.

"Ziva?" his smile erupted into a cheesy grin as he sat up straight and looked at her stunned face.

"Oh I was just… uhh, seeing if you are awake, it is 1030 and I am hungry." His smiled died down a little and a mischievous look covered his face.

"Do you want me to call the nurse to say you are ready for breakfast now?" She shuddered a little and shook her head.

"No, I want some real food please anything but the hospital food. You should get yourself something also anyway."

"Maybe we should wait until someone else…"

"Tony, I do not need babysitting."

"Ziva, Addison is still out there… He could be after you." She saw the worry in his face and butterflies flew through her insides. She really did feel safe here but and she was starving.

"Here give me your gun." His face was a poor mask of his shock. "Well I do not have my own so give me yours; if he comes I will shoot him. Easy." He hesitated before taking the gun out of his holder and placing it on the edge of the bed.

"Make sure the nurses don't see it, they will freak." She slid it under the covers with a satisfied smile and then shooed him with her hands.

"Go, I am hungry, just get me anything."

"OK, I will be back shortly. If anyone comes in or you need anything…"

"I know, I know, I will either call or shoot." She flashed him some teeth and he walked out of the room shaking his head. When he left the room she took out his gun and pulled it apart studying it carefully, she blew softly down the barrel and shook her head, "you need to clean your gun Tony..." She mumbled to herself as she put it back together loading it ready if she needed it, although she highly doubted it. She wondered what Ryan Addison looked like, Gibbs said he was going to bring a photo over today so she knew what he looked like for safety reasons and she was curious. Was he tall, short, fat, thing, blonde, brunet, smart, scruffy, formal, casual, stern, Asian, Caucasian, European, good looking, ugly, young, old? The list went on and she didn't even have the slightest idea as to what he looked like, she tried remembering but could only see the water, the pier, the figure, Tony. She forced her mind to shift to what could be on the breakfast menu and how much better it would taste then the hospital slop they called 'food' that had been dished to her since she got here. She was looking out the small window in her room when she heard footsteps and a knock on the door. Looking up she saw a man in jeans and a black shirt holding a bouquet of colourful flowers, a man she didn't know. Pulling out her gun she aimed it at the now terrified man whose arms shot in the air.

"whoa, whoa, easy!" He shouted, alarmed by the unfolding situation.

"Who are you!" Neurons fired in her brain and she felt as if she knew the man but no name came to mind.

"It's Adam, Adam Miller." She focused on the handsome mans face an images flooded through her mind. Sitting at a table eating pasta with him; sitting at a bar with him; sitting on a surfboard with him; him kissing her passionately in a hotel room. She forced herself not to literally shake her head to remove the images that flooded it.

"How do I know you?" Confusion flickered across his face at her question but when looking at her gun he answered almost immediately.

"Well you were undercover and I guess you were trying to 'lure' me in because I was a suspect on some serial murderer case. You definitely lured me alright and even though you had to like me as part of the act, I like you Ziva." He paused nervously, "anyway I brought you these," he held up the bouquet and slowly walked over, placing them on the end of the bed not taking his eyes off the gun. "I know you said no to the date because I was a suspect at the time and all but when you're feeling better the offer is still open." He smiled at her and turned away.

"Wait!" Ziva lowered her gun and he turned around in anticipation. "First of all, I am sorry. I do not remember you I have some… Memory issues." She attempted a smile, faltered. "Second of all, how did you know?"

"How did I know what?"

"That I am in hospital, who told you."

"It was on the news that an NCIS agent was taken here in serious condition, I saw one of the other agents taking stuff out of your hotel room and I asked him; found out it was you." A cold rock formed in her gut as she considered this, if this guy could so easily find where she is then so could Addison. She didn't feel so confident anymore and wanted Tony to return with the breakfast.

"Thank you Adam, for the flowers and all but I am sorry, I do not remember you and I…"

"That's fine, but if you do remember me and change your mind the offers still open."

"Thanks, I will keep that in mind." She gave him a small smile and he gave her an awkward wave before leaving. When he left she replayed the images of Adam Miller through her head, times she had obviously spent with him throughout the mission. Things were slowly starting to come back and it gave her hope that she may one day remember everything. She took a deep breath and looked around the room, her eyes stopping at a cream coloured door on the far wall. Behind it, a shower. She knew Tony would at least be another ten minutes giving her the chance to have a quick shower, something she desperately needed. Sliding out of bed she winced at the pain in her bruised ribs and she sat on the side of the bed as she waited for the room to stop spinning. Sliding off the bed she felt sore everywhere and she cursed under her breath as she staggered to the bathroom. Getting undressed carefully she stepped under the warm water and let it rush over her. At first it hurt a little but after the stinging died down it was just what she needed to relieve all the tension. After gently washing her body and hair she just stood there letting the water rush over her. She was startled out of her trance with a sudden knocking at the door.

"Ziva?" Vivid images rushed through her head. She stood puffy eyed under a shower in her clothes. Bruises marked her wrists and stomach from large rough hands and she broke down, sliding to the floor. She could hear Tony on the other side of the door, pleading to let him in but she felt ashamed, disgusting, weak. He said he would wait and she didn't believe him, why would he stay for? Did he care? The door cracked open and he walked in sliding down the shower wall until he too sat under the water next to her, wrapping a warm, comforting and protective arm around her. He kissed her head, she felt safe and loved.

"Ziva, are you OK?" She got snapped out of her trance and could hear the concern lacing his voice.

"Yes sorry, I am almost done."

"OK quick, while breakfast is hot." She smiled as she thought of what she had just remembered and her stomach flipped a little at his concern, how much he cared, that he stayed. She turned the water off and dried herself holding on to the happy memory, trying not to wonder at how she actually got to that stage. Before getting dressed she looked down to her stomach, the bruises were no longer there to the naked eye to her relief and honestly, she didn't want to remember it at all. Quickly throwing on some regular clothes instead of the hospital gown she left the bathroom and could instantly smell the creamy hollandaise sauce and eggs.

"Smells good, nurses OK with it?"

"Well they don't know so eat it quickly, I snuck past." Cheeky grin, "also who are the flowers from?" She paused, unsure on what to say. Was she aloud to interact with that guy at all?

"Uhh, Adam Miller I think his name was."

"What!" Her eyes flickered up to his face, surprised at how harsh he sounded. "You let him waltz in, what if that was Addison Ziva!"

"It wasn't… I had him at gunpoint anyway until I knew for sure." There was silence for awhile until she spoke again. "One problem but…" His eyes quickly flicked up to hers sharply.

"What?"

"Well, Adam knew I was here. Said it was on the news and then he found out it was me through an agent at the hotel room…"

"So you're thinking if Adam could find out so could Addison?" She nodded and then sat in silence while poking the eggs so the yoke ran out.

"Do you really think I am in danger, Tony?" Her eyes held his softly and he gave a small smile back before reaching for her hand to squeeze it.

"We will get him Zi."

A.N: I think that is my first chapter that has no splits/breaks in it! like the lines... just realised! Well I hope that chapter was OK... from now on we will see more Tiva, find out about Ryan and have the finale so stay tuned and please, please review because there is only a few chapters left! :D

Keely :o)