A/N: Okay, firstly I'd like to say I'M BACK! Secondly, I am very very SORRY that it has taken me months to update this story! Family tragedy and all had me very upset to write, but I am back and hoping to have this story complete sometime this month. I will also be completing other stories I've written before commencing with a new one. Thanks to all the reviewed, hopefully I'll see you back!

Stumbling through the dark apartment of Tony DiNozzo, the sudden feeling of nervousness attacked my state of mind. My mind screamed that all of this was too fast, merely two hours ago I was hiding from him, now here I was in his apartment feeling old and new emotions, and oh yeah I was also dripping wet from the rain. As I looked around his living space, my eyes turned to him and I felt contentment, he too was wet, his shirt was now see-through stimulating my senses. The man looks good. His hand ran through his soft hair as he shook his head, he then smiled at me, Oh man; I'm a sucker for that smile.

"Can I, ummm…get you something to eat?" he asked.

"Ummm…I'll rather get a towel for now,"

"Oh, umm, yeah sure sure, makes sense," he mumbled and rushed passed me. Ten or so seconds later, he returned with two black towels, "here," he said as he handed me one.

"Thanks," I whispered, my hand brushed against his; our eyes made contact, sending a shock of excitement and lust through my veins, I'm sure he felt it too. Forcing my eyes away from his, I bit my bottom lip and walked to his livingroom. This felt so awkward, I wanted his arms around me, his lips on mine, but I knew we needed to talk.

"Ziva," we need to talk," he said. My thoughts exactly. "Could you come sit here, after you dry up? There's some clothes you can wear with the towel."

I looked at the clothes in my hand and breathed in his scent, "just a sec."

His clothes sunk me in, but it felt comfortable. I looked like hell, but I did not care, as I walked into the room he was in, his eyes broadened as his lips curved, "wow, lookin' hot Zi" he grinned.

"I feel just fine," I replied and took the sit next to him, "so?"

"So…" he repeated my word, "firstly, I need to kiss you," he grinned and placed his lips on mine, the kiss wasn't very long, it felt smooth, loving. That calmed my nerves down. "Now, we can talk," he smiled, "Tell me Ziva, how you feel about us?"

A/N: Yeah I know this is very small, but I just needed to get back to the writing spirit. The next chapter will obviously bet longer. Hope you liked the story and continue to read it.

Good to be back I think.