A/N: Hey guys! So sorry it's taken me a little longer to upload this next chapter, I've had an unbelievable amount of projects due at school and with that can add up to an unbelievable little amount of free time. But thankfully there is this beautiful thing called Black Friday which I do not attend and I got to stay home and work on this next chapter. Now once again I realized I have failed, I had been planning to center this flashback chapter around Designated Target from season five but then I realized that Jenny was the director not Vance, so once again I went back and changed my error and hopefully none of you are confused. I really need to plan these things out further :) Anywho, hope all this isn't too confusing and you enjoy this next chapter!

Chapter Four

"Do you ever think about soul mates?" Ziva asked leaning against the vending machine.

Tony stared straight ahead, giving her an off the cuff answer as he tried to piece together why she had asked him such a question; a question that he had been thinking about a lot lately himself.

"You'll never get it." She replied dejectedly, pushing off the machine.

Tony kicked himself as she walked away, knowing he shouldn't have covered up his real feelings with a joke. The rest of the day went by in a blur, they solved the case and everyone went home. But Tony didn't go home, as he made his way down to the parking garage his mind was made up, before the night was over he was going to fix the mess he had made. As he pulled out of the building his mind wandered to all the times in the past few months when he could and should have made the first move. His relationship with Jeanne and been a huge mistake, it was evident the whole time they were dating, he just hadn't been able to see it clearly. Tony hadn't realized that the small flutter he got in his stomach whenever Ziva's hand brushed across his own actually meant something. He had pushed it to the back of his mind and continued dating someone who he realized he wasn't truly in love with. And even when they ended things; when Tony had gotten over the relationship; when that look Ziva gave him, the look that held so much care and maybe even love in it, when it became more frequent he still took no action.

But tonight, everything is going to change. He thought as he pulled into her apartment complex exiting his car and barely remembering to lock it before almost sprinting into her building. Tony wanted to tell her as soon as he could before he lost his nerve. He passed the elevator and opened the door to the stairwell, taking the stairs two at a time until he reached the third floor.Tony walked down the long hallway until he stood in front of the door of the third to last apartment.

He knocked on the door twice and took a deep breath as he waited for her to answer. As he heard the lock click and saw the door swing open his heart began to race and he tried to put a convincing smile on his face.

"Tony." Ziva greeted warily. "What are you doing here?"

"Hey, I just…I wanted to talk to you." He answered.

"About what?" She asked, but opened her door wider so he could enter her apartment.

"About what I said today." Tony answered causing Ziva to pause after closing her door.

"What do you mean?" She questioned slowly turning so she was facing him.

"When you asked me about soul mates today, I didn't answer truthfully." He explained.

"Tony, when I asked you that I was just caught up in the case. It didn't mean anything." Ziva said not meeting his eyes as she took a right into her kitchen.

Tony followed her and grabbed her hands as she tried to start a pot of coffee. "Zee, look at me." She tilted her head up and looked into his eyes. "I know that you were being serious when you asked if I ever thought about soul mates. I should have been serious with my answer but I wasn't and I'm sorry."

"Tony…"

"Wait, I'm not finished. What I should have said was yes I do think about soul mates. I think about my soul mate everyday and wish that I could tell her how much she means to me. But I'm too chicken to do that because I'm afraid that when I tell her she won't feel the same way about me and I will end up looking like an idiot." He paused placing a hand on the side of her face. "That's you Zee. You are my soul mate."

Before she could respond Tony had closed the space between them and kissed her. Ziva stiffened at first, but after some coaxing from Tony's lips she kissed back and melted into him, resting her arms around his neck. They eventually broke apart, but only for lack of oxygen.

"I love you Zee." Tony whispered.

Ziva looked up into his eyes. "Do you really mean that?"

"Yeah, I do." He stroked the side of her face with his thumb.

"I love you too Tony." She said grinning widely at him.

Tony returned the smile before kissing her again, this time more passionately. Ziva kissed back, but only briefly as she led him out of the kitchen and down the hall to her bedroom. They fell on the bed entangled in each others arms as articles of clothing were ripped off and thrown to the floor. Tony peppered her with kisses from the nape of her neck until their lips met again. Ziva broke off smiling and began to say something but as her lips moved all Tony could here was an incessant beeping sound.

Tony's eyes shot open and he looked around confused trying to figure out what had woke him up. Then sighing leaned over to the nightstand by his bed to shut off his alarm. Laying back down his closed his eyes, willing the dream to come back, wishing that he had really been there instead of where he was now. Because now in this time Ziva didn't love him anymore, he had left her at time when she needed him most and he didn't think he would ever be able to fix things. But back there in that dream the two of them were madly in love without a care in the world.

"Keep dreaming DiNozzo because she'll never love you like that again." He muttered to himself.

A/N: A little short I know but flashbacks are going to be a little bit more like filler chapters in the beginning. Anyway hope you liked this and reviews are welcome! :)