A.N: Here is another chapter! Sorry for the lateness but I guess you guys would be use to it... sorry... I am getting ready for uni and start in only a couple of weeks! :D Anyway this chapter I added some light stuff or you and I hope you guys like it! :) Thankyou to all my dedicated readers and reviewers! Thanks for putting up with me! haha anyway... Read, review and enjoy!

Ziva sat behind her desk with a coffee mug in her hand and Tony's oversized grey 'NCIS' hoodie on. The rain continued to pour down relentlessly outside as the rest of her team made a 'campfire' around her desk. She flinched a little as Gibbs lightly tapped her arm and she realised she had gone into some sort of trance.

"Ziva did you hear me?" She looked at him for a moment before shaking her head and returning her gaze to the lukewarm coffee in front of her.

"Sorry" she croaked out, barely above a whisper and Gibbs got her to look at him before repeating the question.

"Did you know who he was, the man that followed you?" She shook her head. "Did you see what he looked like?" She shook her head again.

"No, I did not stop. I just ran."

"Did you see anything at all? Was it a guy?" McGee asked her only to get a shrug in return. Gibbs continued with his line of questioning.

"Did you see a shadow at all? Could you tell if he was short or tall? Wearing dark colours?"

"Look I don't know! All I saw was a baseball cap from the corner of my eye. That's it!" She stood up suddenly, making the coffee splash over the edge of her mug. "If I knew something Gibbs I would tell you! I am sorry I did not stop to get his address and phone number but I just ran OK! I can't help you!" With that she left the room leaving three stunned agents behind.

"Boss did we have to question her tonight?" Tony felt a little angry towards Gibbs at pushing her after everything that had happened that day, but inside he knew they had to find out if she was in danger.

"What if it was Addison Tony?" He knew he cared about her too and that it was for her own good so he sighed before nodding his agreement. "Take her home." He stood up and walked towards the bathroom dodging a woman who gave him a bizarre look as he slipped into the ladies. He snuck in to see if it was all clear and saw Ziva standing over the ceramic basin, looking into it as water droplets ran down her face. He treaded softly until he was standing behind her and she looked at him in the mirror.

"You do realise this is the women's bathroom?"

"I could say the same thing to you about the men's when you pay a visit." He smiled and got a small one out of her as she dried her face with her sleeve.

"Fair enough" She turned around to face him and he whipped a stray drop of water from her chin with his thumb.

"You alright?" She nodded, slightly unsure with herself and raised her eyes to him.

"Can we just…"

"Not talk about it?" She gave a weak smile and studied the features of his face for a moment. "Okay, but tomorrow we need to straighten a few things out." She felt like rolling her eyes at this because it was the last thing she felt like doing at that moment. He took a step forward and gave her a kiss on the forehead before pulling back and looking into her eyes. "Come on, I will take you home."

The apartment was dimly lit as they both sat on the couch, steaming mugs of coffee in their hands. Ziva still wore the grey hoodie that Tony had lent her earlier on and couldn't bring herself to take it off. Not only was it warm, but it smelt of Tony and somehow made her feel more secure; not that she would ever admit it. They sat in silence, yet it wasn't uncomfortable and the sound of the rain outside made her feel calm, something that she hadn't felt for a long time. She could see Tony gazing at her from the corner of her eye and supressed a smile but as she watched she realised the intensity of his gaze, there was something there. Her brow furrowed as she tried to decipher the look he had etched across his features and she felt her heart swell in her chest.

"Are you finished?" She stood up abruptly and reached her hand out for his mug and he chuckled slightly as he peered in.

"I have only drunk half of it." She nodded before retreating to the kitchen and pouring her nearly full mug of coffee down the sink. She just needed out, away from his gaze, because she felt the anxiety build in the pit of her stomach. The whole car ride home only one thing had occupied her mind, and that was the kiss they had shared early on. She had no idea what to do now, and it made her chest feel tight as she mildly panicked. They had been sitting on the couch in silence for quite some time and not knowing how to act had made her fidgety and nervous. She hated it, she hated the feeling of not knowing how to act or how to feel but the thought of things going back to the way they were between them also scared her to her surprise. Pouring herself a glass of water she glanced at the clock and calculated she had been in the kitchen for almost five minutes. Glancing around the corner she saw Tony stare idly at something on the wall. Spinning around she quickly drank the rest of her water and then wandered back into the lounge room quietly.

"I was wondering when you would come back, thought you ran off." She gave a small smile before positioning herself at the opposite end of the couch and pulling her feet up as she leant against the arm rest. Tony looked at the side of her face and resisted the urge to audibly sigh. He thought that they had both made their intentions clear, she seemed to have no objections to the kiss they shared late this afternoon but for some reason here she was sitting as far away as possible. He frowned before setting his mug on the coffee table and standing up. Ziva's head turned suddenly and confusion flickered across her features.

"I think I best be going…" He walked slowly towards the front door and grabbed his keys.

"Why?" She managed to croak out, surprised by her sudden sense of disappointment.

"You seem tired, and you have had a long day so I think I will just leave you." She watched him go, nodding slightly and when he finally shut the door behind him she realised how much she needed him to stay. She shot up from the couch and quickly ran towards her door, reefing it open and peering out. She saw him step into the elevator and made a dash for it, firing her arm between the doors as it was almost shut. When they opened again Tony looked up and couldn't help but smile at her sudden appearance. They both stood in silence for a moment as she tried to come up with what to say, having not thought that far ahead.

"Umm, I was just thinking that… I probably will not be able to get to sleep right now so…" She stumbled on her words and looked up to the left as she tried to gather her thoughts.

"Would you like to watch a movie or something?" He finished with a smirk. She gave him a genuine smile back before stepping back and allowing him out of the elevator.

"That would be nice."

The mood had brightened noticeably since coming back to the apartment and they were now watching a movie with a blanket draped across their legs. Out of all the movies to choose from, they chose Titanic because Tony couldn't believe she hadn't seen it. It was a 'Classic' after all. Although the movie dragged on Tony most definitely did not care. For three hours and seventeen minutes he would see Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet woo each other until their tragic ending but that too meant spending another three hours and seventeen minutes with Ziva David. Although his eyes were on the television screen his attention was on something, or someone else. She seemed to be concentrating on the movie but her attention too was somewhere else entirely.

She leant forward and took a swig of beer before placing it again on the wooden coffee table. After a few beers she felt relaxed and was enjoying her evening with Tony. The more time that passed the more comfortable she felt about being around him under these new circumstances, and even though they were sitting apart and just acting like they usually do, she felt as if something was different. She watched as Jack was dancing with a little girl in a crowded noisy room and they both had smiles as big as anything spread across their faces. The music was fast paced with fiddles and laughter. She watched as Jack spun the young girl and she smiled remembering a time that her father use to twirl her across the floor as just a child. Tony saw her bright eyes and smirk as the characters danced across the screen and before he knew what he was doing he stood with an outstretched hand towards her. She looked genuinely surprised and unsure as she stared at the hand in front of her. When she slowly stretched her hand towards him he suddenly pulled her up to her feet and twirled her around the room. She gave him a glorious sight as she threw back her head and let out a laugh. Her hair was left out and tickled the arm he had tightly wound around her waist. The music came to a stop and she went to sit back down but he stopped her, clearly waiting for something as he watched the television screen.

"I'm sorry I am not very good at this." She smiled up at him and he leant close to whisper in her ear.

"Nonsense" With her attention drawn back to the TV she saw that Jack asked Rose to dance in quite the same fashion as Tony had and before she knew it the fiddles started up again and Tony beamed down at her. "Here we go!" She felt him pull her close again and they spun around the room to the Irish fiddles. Ziva couldn't help but giggle as he pulled her with him and they spun round and round.

"I'm Dizzy Tony!" She half cried between peals of laughter and he couldn't help but roar with laughter back. He began to gallop sideways up and down the room and for the finale he spun her around again knocking into the coffee table. They both glanced as Ziva's beer rocked back and forth before falling sideways pouring it onto the floor. They both found themselves diving for it and putting it upright. Ziva found herself on the floor between the coffee table and the couch as Tony stood in front of her. There was silence for a second as they inspected the floor before the both exploded into fits of laughter. Even after they had both ceased laughing wide grins were on their faces. Tony held out his hand to help her up and when she was finally on her feet pulled her close. Looking into his eyes she let out another giggle as his hand slid to her cheek. When she finally realised what was happening the smile diminished and she felt nervous, but the look in her partners eyes and the smile on his face seemed to keep her at bay and as he leaned in she moved forward also as he captured her lips. Her hands came up and locked behind his neck and she could feel him smile against her lips which she returned. The kiss was slow and passionate not fiery and frantic like hers had been in the pass. They were both enjoying each other and they were both happy with the slow pace. He pulled back to examine her face and seeing the same grin he had reflected on her features made his stomach flip. He leant in and gave her another peck before his mobile shrilled in his pocket. Pulling it out he held it to his ear without taking his gaze off a pair of chocolate eyes.

"Helllooo" His grin quickly faded and he cleared his throat. "Boss, what's happening?" Ziva watched as his face went from serious to confused to pure shock. Her smile quickly faded also as she saw the seriousness in his eyes. "You're kidding?"

"Tony?" He held up a hand to shush her and walked to her bedroom before shutting the door. She felt annoyed that she was being excluded and panic flooded her. She paced the room for a few minutes but he still hadn't come out of her room. Stomping over to her bedroom door she went to knock when it opened in front of her. Looking up she saw that Tony was smiling slightly yet she could tell the news was still serious.

"What! What is it?" She could no longer contain her curiosity and he reached out, taking her hands in his. "Tony?" Taking a deep breath he gave a small smile before speaking.

"Gibbs got a call from a morgue down in Florida… They have Addison."

"What?"

"Ziva, Ryan Addison is dead."

A.N: Sooo, what did you guys think! I honestly didn't really like the titanic haha although I haven't watched it for a lonngg time! Also Addison is dead hey? Wonder what happened there? This fic is nearing the end so please tell me what you think because there will not be many chances left!
Thanks for reading everyone!

Keely :o)