"So how is this going to work, Rene?" Bella asks, walking out of the dressing room's bathroom.

Ziva looks up from the vanity, "How is what going to work?"

"The act, which one of us is going to be singing? You or me cause we both sing well," she says, picking up the earwig and placing it in her ear.

Ziva follows suit, and helps put the necklace, which doubles as a camera, around Bella's neck, "Well, we could alternate between you and I."

Bella helps with Ziva's necklace as well, "Yeah, that could work. Let's do that."

"Okay, how do we look?" Ziva asks, walking both of them over to the floor length wall mirror.

"We look hot," Bella says, causing Ziva to giggle.

"You are crazy, Deanna," Ziva says through her giggling.

The door opens and McGee pops his head in, "Show time ladies, lets go."

Bella smiles at him and turns to Ziva, "Let's go!"

The girls walk nervously hand in hand through the hallway. Standing behind the curtain, they hear the Hotel manager announce them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, for your entertainment, a new act don't let your eyes deceive you, you're not seeing double, which is good, cause they aren't twins," the man says at a lame attempt of a joke, but he's the only one laughing, "Okay…please welcome to the stage: Deanna Young and Rene Stevens.

The curtain rises and the girls step out smiling, Ziva heads to the piano, and places her hands on the ivory keys.

"Alright, this is a song that holds great meaning to us, we're gonna start it off slow," Bella says, and turns to Ziva and gives her a slight nod.

The soft tune echoes off the walls of the hotel as Bella begins to sing. Half way through the song, Bella begins to think of her past.

The winter rain begins to fall

It's been so long since you last called

Do you ever think of me when the nights go on?

Do you even remember us at all?

Across the room, Tony is playing a hand of poker, and turns his head to the stage. The camera in his black framed glasses send video feed of the girls and the people in the hotel back to MTAC where Gibbs and Jenny are seated, watching and listening to the girls.

Jenny sits in shock at the video feed, and turns to Jethro, "I didn't know Woods could sing."

"She doesn't like to share her voice with anyone. She got her voice from her mother, and you know about that," He says, watching his niece sing her heart out, he notices that her eyes are glistening with unshed tears, and he wants nothing more than to comfort his niece, he knows that this song is something that came from her heart, he's heard the lyrics before, but only one time.

At Connor's funeral.

Jenny turns back to the video, realizing that Jethro isn't going to share any more information. His family is just full of secrets.

Ziva leans her head to the side to get a better glimpse at Bella, whose voice started shaking half way through the verse. Bella releases the microphone stand, and looks at Ziva with pleading eyes, tears still pooling in her eyes.

Ziva only nods, and looks to the lyrics sheet in front of her. Tony's camera turns to Ziva playing the piano. She starts singing the next verse, casually scanning the crowd with her eyes, and winks at Tony, though to the crowd she could be winking to any of the guys drooling over her.

In my dreams all I see is you

My heart begs for them to be true.

Your face haunts me

I just can't let you go.

I want you, I need you

In my dreams you will always be...with me.

After the girls set, they are ushered back to their dressing rooms. Stepping inside, Bella quickly stopped the tears that were starting to form. Connor is gone, I have Tim now, get a grip Bella. "I think I am going to get changed Rene. Do some wandering around; see if I can spot anyone interesting."

Catching Ziva's nod of understanding, Bella grabbed a black dress that had been laid out. Dear lord, I don't think I have ever felt so exposed! She steps out in a black dress, well.... if it could be called that. It was a black mini, plunging neckline that wrapped around the back of her neck and was backless. I better get paid extra for this!

Making her way through the hotel, she could feel various eyes on her. Internally shuttering, she casually strolled over to the poker tables where Tony was seated.

"Evening, boys." Giving a sexy grin and a nod from Tony, she casually watched the poker game. "I don't see how you boys keep track of everything. I get so confused."

A man close to her turns to look at her, "Well, honey why don't you have a seat and I'll show you how to play."

She takes a seat between Tony and the man that offered to teach her how to play poker. She turns to Tony and says, "Hi there, I'm Deanna Young, what's your name?"

Tony smiles and plays along, bringing a toothpick up between his lips, "My name is Murphy Richards; we all know who you are Sweet Cheeks."

Bella tries not to laugh at the name, since she's not supposed to know who he is; she has to tap into her acting skills. "Yes, I suppose you do. I did just perform for you all. Was I fabulous? Rene thinks she's the talent part of the act, and that I'm just the beauty."

"Well, if you ask me, Rene has another thing coming for her if she thinks you only contribute to the beauty department, she's smokin'! Not that you aren't; but I would love to be alone with her you know what I mean boys?" Tony asks, getting a chorus of 'Yeahs' from the poker players.

Some time after Bella sits down; Tim walks up and clears his throat, "Deanna. Time to go, you can party another night." He gives the group of men a nod, "Good evening gentlemen."

She gives him a slight nod, "Thank you, Daniel. If you need me, you know where my room is."

Noticing her look he nods in understanding. "Sleep well Deanna."

Strolling around a bit trying to casually delay time, she heads up to her suite; McGee meets her on her bedrooms level. She unlocks her hotel room door, ushering him inside. "Daniel, would you be a dear and help me with my necklace?"

Removing the necklace, Bella moves to the dresser and stuffs it in a drawer, blocking out any transmission it would send. Turning to see him look her up and down she gives a sexy grin, "See something you like Daniel?"

"You look absolutely stunning Deanna. What else is there to say?"

Slowly approaching him, she gets mere inches away from him, and takes off his watch, placing it in the drawer with her necklace. "Is that so?"

She kisses him deeply, grinning as he pulls her up against him. "Definitely," her eyes flicker to the bedroom and back to him. Pulling her into a heated kiss, he doesn't hesitate on her invitation.

(Back in the auditorium)

With the game on break, Tony casually made his way to where Ziva stood, "May I buy you a drink?"

She turns, giving him the once over before she replies, "You may."

Smiling politely at her, he turns in the bar stool, "The name's Murphy, Murphy Richards."

"Rene Stevens," Ziva says, smiling flirtatiously at Tony.

"Well, Rene, I must say you and your partner have wonderful singing voices."

"Thank you, Murphy."

He eyes her carefully, and decides to listen to his gut and pounding heart, "So, Rene, can I interest you in dinner?"

Visibly blushing, Ziva answers, "Possibly. My manager would have to know, of course." She scans the room for Tim, and when she doesn't find him, she smiles at Tony, "You are in luck. He seems to have slipped out."

Standing, Tony offers Ziva his hand, "Perfect. Shall we?" Ziva takes Tony's offered hand, and he skillfully ignores Gibbs' voice coming form the earwig. "What are you in the mood for?"

"Well, I can never say 'no' to some good Italian," Ziva answers, looking up at Tony with a sexy smirk.

His eyebrows shoot up, "Is that a fact, Ms. Stevens?"

"I guess you will just have to find out, yes?"

He nods, "Italian it is."