Author's Note - Sorry! I've been v.v. busy but I am planning on making every chapter longer from now on! Enjoy!

"Tony, I've thought about what you said and what happened and I've decided to give us a go. Only while I'm here so don't get your hopes up!" her voice was timid and shy but by the end it had gone back to it's normal, confident sound.

"I promise you I will make every second we have together count!"

After dinner they decided to watch a film. As Ziva was the guest, Tony let her pick which movie. In the end they watched The proposal, with Tony quoting lines before even the actors had time to say them! About halfway through Tony felt Ziva curl up into a ball and rest her head on his lap. Soon he started to hear a soft snore coming from Ziva and decided it was time for bed.

"Hey Zi," he shook her just enough to wake her slowly. God only knows what would become of him if he had awaken her noisily, her being a trained assassin and an ex-mossad agent. "Time to go to bed."

"Urgh, what time is it?" he loved the way she sounded, half asleep yet still fully aware of everything (except, it seems, the time).

"About 11. You fell asleep. Looks like those meds are kicking in. You go get changed and I'll bring you some hot milk."

"Thank you Tony"

Ziva entered her room and checked her phone, wondering what Abby had said. Wow! What are you going to do? I'm so sorry left you with him! Then again, you too NEED to talk, you've been dancing round each other for years! Sorry again! - Abby xxx. She knew Abby was right, they had been dancing around each other for years and the only thing stopping them was rule 12. Yes that rule was still in place but she figured she wasn't at work while she was healing and it was only a trial period with Tony.

She was jolted back into reality when Tony knocked on her door. "Hey, your favourite person is outside with your milk!" She could hear him smirking through the wooden door.

"One minute!" She hurried to get changed as fast as she could. "You can come in now!" The door opened before she could finish her sentence.

"There's my sweet cheeks! And here's her milk, just like I promised!" Ziva found herself blushing at the name. She always did when he brought up that undercover op.

"Thank you."

"No problem."

Just as he was going out the room he heard Ziva say something.

"Can you stay with me a bit longer please? I like talking to you."

"Sure. Don't worry, I like talking to you too!"

"Tony,"

"Yes?"

"What are we going to do when I go back. With rule 12 and Gibbs?"

"Well, this is only a trial period so don't get your hopes up!" He mimicked her earlier words. "I'm only messing. I'll figure something out Zi! Promise!"

She felt her eyelids start to droop and knew she needed sleep. "Night Tony."

"Night. Love you." he draw the door to behind him.

"Love you too."

The next morning Ziva awoke to the smell of pancakes. When she went into the kitchen she found Tony standing at the hob with the frilly apron Ziva had got him as a joke one Christmas.

"Morning sweet cheeks! I made pancakes! Thought it would be a nice thing to do seeing as I got the day off. You know, so you can see what I'm like in a relationship, or whatever this is."

Ziva could not help but laugh "Wow, I could get used to this, whatever this is!" He laughed as she echoed him.