I know, I know. I can hear you all yelling at me to work on my other fictions. But this idea came to me, and I had to write it. I apologize to all of you diehard Tiva fans, because I'm not sure who Tony will choose at the end of this one. But keep reading, just in case!

Tony yawned. He hated late-night stake-outs. He couldn't wait for Gibbs and Ziva to come and relieve him and McGee. They were both growing punchy as the hours dragged on, and Tony had a horrible feeling that this night would end badly.

He opened his mouth to tease McGee – again – when Tim said, "Tony…"

Tony's eyes widened. "How did you know I was going to say something?"

"What?" McGee asked, lowering the binoculars to look at Tony, confused. "No, I didn't. We've got movement."

Tony straightened up and yanked the binoculars out of McGee's hands. "Really?" Then, even more excitedly, "They've got weapons!"

McGee rolled his eyes. "Only you would be excited that they have weapons, which could be used against us."

Tony, ignoring him, said, "This means we caught them! Let's go!"

"Tony, wait!" But it was too late; Tony was already out of the car.

Tim watched, helpless, as one of the men in the house raised his arm and shot into the night three times; watched Tony fall to the ground.

"Tony! Tony, wake up, please. Please!" Abby was pleading from the side of his hospital bed.

He let out a groan; everything hurt. "Jeez, Abs, cant a guy get some sleep?"

"You're awake!"

"Thanks, Abs; I noticed that."

She glared at him. "Someone's in a bad mood."

"You would be too if you were laying in a hospital bed hurting like – Oh, hey, Boss," he said, changing direction as his boss walked into the room.

Gibbs reached over and lightly tapped his agent on the head. "Don't take it out on Abby; you did this to yourself."

"Yes, Boss." He was hurting too much to argue with the typical DiNozzo humor that he had not shot himself. He took in his surroundings, and reached a startling conclusion. "This isn't Bethesda… Where did you take me?" But one glance out the door into the familiar looking hallway told him everything.

"Tony, you took two bullets, and you were grazed by a third. McGee just wanted to get you to a hospital – any hospital. If he'd taken you to Bethesda, you'd be…" Abby's voice trailed off; she was unable to finish the sentence.

"But that means..." He cursed, and asked with a new urgency, "Does the Director know where I am?"

"She knows you were shot at and in the hospital," Gibbs answered. "Do you want to tell me what's going on?"

Tony ignored the question. "Does she know which hospital?"

Knowing how short Gibbs' temper was, Abby answered, "No, not yet, Tony. Why—?"

But before he could answer her, a brunette woman walked into the room.

"Good morning, Mr. DiNozzo. I'll be taking care of you today, because the doctor who worked on you last night went home."

Gibbs moved out of her way so that she could see him…

And she screamed.

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