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I was going through youtube and I came across a song I cannot remember what's it's called but it gave me this idea, and I just wanted to write about it. Please let me know wha'cha think, by reviewing and feeding Molly (Plot bunny)

The Accident

Sliding across the room, Tony desperately searched for his partner. Hearing a gunshot; Tony rushed towards the old empty offices in search of her. They had had a tip from an anonymous caller stating that their suspect was hiding in the old abandoned offices on the outskirt of D.C. Not waiting for a green light from their boss, Tony drove to the offices right after the call was over, much to Ziva's despair.

He called her several times. Not hearing a sound from her, his internal feeling started to panic.

"Ziva" he screamed as he ran through the place, rapidly glancing at all direction. He placed his hands onto his head and groaned.

~ Several moments later ~

Hearing a low groan coming from under an old office desk, he pushed the object aside.

He gulped at the sight. "Ziva" was the only think that had left his lips.

A pool of blood had formed on the blouse she wore. Not caring about the exposed skin, he rapidly opened her blouse and looked for the source of the blood. A gun wound on the right side of her chest, was visible. Tony tried to wipe as much blood as he could, without causing further injury. "You're going to be okay" he reassured her. Her eyes fixed on his.

"Tony—the suspect got away—I, I didn't see him..."

"Don't worry about that Ziva, you got shot, you got bigger problems" his voice came out as a whisper as the sound liaised with his emotions.

Her eyes came out of focus, as she slipped in and out of conscience. He gently shook her body; trying to keep her awake.

"Zee please stay awake for me" he pleaded. "Please"

"It hurts Tony" she whispered. Her eyes closed, a single tear escaped her eyes.

Tony clutched on to her and allowed a tear to stream down his cheek. "Gibbs will be here soon, stay with me Zee. Come on damn it where did the strong woman go?" he somewhat ordered.

Her still body started to tremble. Her eyes closed. "I can—t Tony" she gulped.

His tears were now freely falling, he did not care, if anyone saw him right now, all he cared was for the wounded woman in his arms.

She weakly reached for hand, he took her hand and kissed it as an instinct. How he wished she would protest to his intimate action.

Instead, she just smiled at him, her eyelids slightly parted to gaze at him. "Thank you for being here Tony"

"Don't mention it" he smiled at her through his teary eyes.

"I think I want to sleep for a while, my, my head hurts" she weakly murmured.

His hands searched her head, he felt a wet feeling on his fingers; when they were visible to him, he noticed the deep red fluid. "Oh god!" he cried.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

He looked at her and panicked. "No. Stay awake. I want you to talk to me"

"What—about?" she said, her voice barely reaching the surface.

"About us—about us" his desperation was evident in his voice.

"About about us—Tony?" she mumbled, her eyes slowly opening, to then closing once more when the light made her head spin.

His hands caressed her cheek. "You can't die on me Zee, please. I need to tell you so many things. I can't live my life without you. How am I going to get up in the morning if there is nothing for me to look forward to?"

Her chest rose up and down slowly. Not knowing what else to do, he kissed her lips and whispered. "I love you Ziva"

"Come on! Stay awake, the ambulance will be here soon, I love you—I love you—I love you!" He repeated.

Feeling her grip on him loosing, he glanced around the room.

The sound of the emergency services seemed to be increasing in sound, as Tony tried to keep Ziva awake.

A small pool of blood was now on the floor beside her head. "I'm sorry Tony—I—Lo—Love--yo" her hand dropped to the ground in a slow motion.

Tony held on to her tightly, as he cried for her to stay awake.

The sound of footsteps made Tony's gaze to move from Ziva to the new comers.

Gibbs was standing there, in shock at the scene in front of him.

The paramedics rushed towards the lifeless form of Ziva. Tony only tightened his hold, and sobbed. "Sir, we understand this may be a difficult time for you, but we must look at her" Tony looked at his boss and witnessed the look of pure horror on his face.

Gibbs was having a few, nightmares of his own, as flashbacks of Jenny's death played in front of his. He still remembered the scene as if it had only occurred recently. He still remembered, how her cheeks still had a red tint to them, how her body head was still present.

The flashback ended when the sound of Tony's loud sobs echoed through the room. "Oh God Ziva!" Gibbs shouted and ran towards the shaking senior agent and the lifeless form of the newly formed NCIS agent.

"We're losing her!" One of the paramedics cried.

"We need to take her to the hospital straight away, she's losing too much blood," the other paramedic stated.

"How—how is she?" Tony asked, as the paramedics placed her on the backboard.

"We don't know right now agent DiNozzo, but be prepared for the worst"

T.B.C

A/N: I am so sorry that I've ended this, this way. I am not trying to be evil. It's the bunny I tell ya! Blame Molly!!! LOL

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