Hope
Tired of all the hurt and loss around her, Ziva David leaves DC to find her destiny somewhere else. Tony's only hope of reclaiming his place in her life is leaving his friends and job behind and going after his "best friend". It all seems pointless until one fateful night when she's in an accident.
"We should stop meeting like this."
He was the first to break the silence surrounding them.
"We didn't meet like this last time. We were already together when we came in." She deadpanned, confirming his suspicion that she'd known he was there all along.
Laying on a hospital bed, eyes closed, her body perfectly still she looked like she was asleep. He knew her better than that though.
"Well, then we should stop getting into car accidents." He said - using the same nonchalant tone she had.
Her eyes snapped open and she began scanning his body from head to toe, looking for injuries.
"You were in an accident?"
"No, Ziva! I wasn't!" He snapped, suddenly very angry.
Suddenly, the curtain made a noise and a nurse poked her head in. "Hey, honey," she waved at Ziva. Turning to Tony she added, "I just need to check something with her real quick, I'll be gone by the time you're back." Smiling at him, she opened the curtain wider, at a sign to the cafeteria. "I've seen your girlfriend look at the food they served earlier. She needs to eat something though. You don't mind going down and getting her a salad, do you?"
Calm down, DiNozzo. A loud sigh could be heard in the small space they were now all occupying."I – I'll just..." He gestured towards the exit.
"If you've had enough of this just leave, Tony. Just leave." Ziva's voice was incredibly quiet. Eyes closed, her face equaled that of a person having a nightmare. He could see she was fighting tears.
He stepped closer to the head of the bed for a moment and whispered in her ear, "At lo levad," his hand brushed over her temple, "never, Ziva." With a nod of his head in the direction of the nurse he walked away.