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It was lunch time and Ziva, Tony, and McGee, were all eating lunch at an outdoor café in DC. Usually they just order in lunch, but for some reason Gibbs was in a particularly bad mood today and the two special agents and mossad officer were looking for an excuse to get out of the office, even if it was just for an hour. So, when Gibbs told them to go out and get lunch, they jumped at the chance they got. It was a gorgeous day out, seventy degrees and sunny. It made sitting outside even nicer.

"Ziva, are you going to finish that?" Tony said pointing to Ziva's fries as he stuffed a double bacon burger in his mouth.

"Yes Tony, that is why I ordered it!" Ziva said grimacing as she watched Tony eat…if that is what you could call it.

"C'mon Tony, that's just gross." McGee stated.

Tony smiled, showing most of the half-chewed burger in his mouth.

"Just go back to eating your little salad there Probie."

Ziva gave Tony a disgusted look then checked the time on her cell phone, remembering the parking meter.

"Time has run by, I am going to walk over to put more money in the meter." Ziva said as she pushed in her chair to get up.

"Fly Ziva." McGee stated.

"I can't fly McGee." Ziva gave McGee a strange look.

"No Zee-vah, time does not run by it flies." Tony clarified smiling at his confused partner.

"Oh." She simply stated before she walked away.

"You know McGeek," Tony said as he watched Ziva turn the corner of the building, reaching for one of her fries, "Ziva was doing much better with her English before she went back to Israel."

"Yeah, I've noticed. And Ziva said she doesn't want you eating her fries. If she finds out she's going to kill you."

"Hey, what she doesn't know can't hurt me." Tony said with grin.

"Yeah but don't you think she'll…" McGee was cut off by a screeching of tires and the sound of a loud crash coming from around the corner.

McGee and Tony looked at each other as they jumped up from their seats, running to sight of the noise. When they turned the corner, they saw a red Sedan slammed into their up side down car. The Sedan was smoking from the engine, and a near by fire hydrant was spraying water all over the scene. Tony looked at the crushed parking meter next to their car and remembered Ziva.

"McGee, where's Ziva?!" Tony said not even trying to hide the panic in his voice.

McGee's face turned white.

"ZIVA!!!" The two seemed to yell simultaneously as they ran over to the car. Tony spotted long curly brown hair sticking up from under the overturned vehicle. He knelt down and looked under the car, afraid of what he might find, with McGee joining him. He saw a crumpled up body of a mossad officer that was barely recognizable at the time. Her bloodied face and torso were pressed against the concrete, while her legs were trapped under the overturned roof of the car.

"Ziva…" Tony whispered, almost as if he talked to loud his words would injure her even more.

"Tony," McGee said in a slightly higher pitched voice. "is she…"

Just then they heard the body under the car give a low, barely audible moan, and Ziva's eyes fluttered open. She quickly closed them again, wincing in pain.

"Ziva, hang on, we're going to get you out of there! McGee, call an ambulance!!"

McGee ripped out his cell phone out of his pocket, stood up, quickly dialed 911, while Tony tried to comfort Ziva. Ziva started to try to squirm out and let out a loud howl of pain.

"Don't move Ziva," Tony warned. "Just wait we'll have you out soon I promise!"

Tony reached his hand under the top of the car and gently stroked her bloodied arm.

"Tony," Ziva gasped, "I'm so tired."

Ziva eyes began to close.

"Ziva, you have to stay awake! McGee, where is that ambulance!?!"

"It's coming Tony," McGee said as he knelt bad down, "how is she doing?"

"I am not dead McGee, you can ask me." Ziva said in between gasps.

Tony and McGee smiled at each other with a little relief at Ziva's comment, showing she was still there with them.

"Sorry," McGee apologized, "You hanging in there?"

Ziva opened her mouth to say something, but her eyes quickly closed, and her mind entered a world of darkness.

"Ziva!" Tony said trying to wake her up, but there was no effect, she was out cold.

"Tony look…" McGee said as he pointed to the growing pool of blood surrounding the mossad officer.

Sirens of police cars and ambulances came out of nowhere. McGee jumped up to go bring the paramedic over, while Tony stayed eyes fixed on his hurting partner, afraid that if he looked, never mind walked away, she would slip into a place of no return.

"Over Here!!" McGee yelled as he waved his arms to get the paramedics attention. Four jumped out of an ambulance, two rushing toward him, the other two toward the red Sudan. McGee stood there for a second wondering why they had turned toward the other car…that's right, the driver. McGee had forgotten all about him. He hoped he was ok.

As the paramedic raced over, McGee pointed to where Tony was, half laying- half sitting on the ground.

"She's trapped under the car." McGee said realizing he had just pointed out the obvious.

"How is she?" One of the paramedics asked

"She just passed out. And it looks like she's lost a lot of blood." Tony stated worriedly looking up at the paramedic. The paramedic knelt down next to Tony to get a look at Ziva.

"Hey Miss, can you hear me? What's your name honey?" The paramedic said trying to get Ziva to respond in any way. He noted the amount of blood surrounding her.

He turned to the other paramedic and said, "Hey Lauren, we got to get her out of there, she's going to bleed out in a few minutes."

"She's pretty far under, we can't safely pull her out." she responded as she looked under the top of the hood of the car to check on Ziva, "We don't have time to wait for the fire department either."

The male paramedic looked at Ziva then his colleague.

"I'm going to be honest Lau, I don't know what we can do."

Tony and McGee looked at each other, worry apparent on both their faces. The women they spend almost everyday of their work lives with, the women who has become a part of their somewhat dysfunctional family at NCIS, was going to die.

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