The Accident And The Consequences
"Should have believed them. Really should have believed them", thought Ziva with tears in her eyes. How many times had they told her that she should drive more carefully. The answer was of course, countless times –per day. She didn't want to hear, she thought that her driving was perfect, they were just cowards. Should've believed before it was too late, like it now was. Now she of course believed, but it didn't help anymore. Didn't matter. If she only had believed it three weeks ago… And hope it hadn't had to cost the life of one of her loved ones to make her believe. But it had. It had cost Tonys life, and almost hers, only two weeks ago.
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It was a normal, except beautiful, day in Washington D.C. Ziva and Tony were going home from lunch, they both had a day off, which was very unusual. Ziva was driving; she had forced Tony to give the car keys, 'cos he had had couple beers, she didn't drink alcohol at that time of day. They were chatting and laughing, they were both on good mood, they just had finished a tough case yesterday, and the bad guy was now behind the bars for very long time. Ziva was driving, again, the way others called "the Ziva style", which basically meant like a maniac, and Tony was making comments about it, but did that only to tease Ziva, for some reason the streets were almost empty, so he thought there wasn't very big risk for car crash, except if she drove to street lamp.
But as Ziva dramatically later found out, he had been terribly, so terribly wrong. Suddenly, when they were driving trough crossing with no traffic lights, SUV came from nowhere like a flash from clear sky. Neither of them noticed it first, and when they did, there was only time for Tony scream "Watch out!" before the SUV crashed to the Tonys side of the car. Then everything went black.
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Next memory she had was from the hospital, when she woke up, for the first time after the accident, like the nurses had told her. She woke up with screaming head-ache, but as she soon noticed, her throat was hurting even more. She could barely move her head, but it moved enough so that she could see Abby sitting next to her bed. She looked like she hadn't had sleep for couple days, and her make-up had poured all over her face and her eyes were red and swollen, so she probably had cried. Soon, when Ziva could see better, see saw that weird look on Abbys face, that was miserable, concerned and kind of angry all at the same time. It was like she was angry to her. Ziva wondered, what caused that and tried to think if she had done something to Abby. She probably moved and caused some noise, because Abby looked her more intensively. That was when she noticed that Ziva was awake. She called the nurse and yelled also for Gibbs. He and McGee came right after the nurse had entered the room. They had obviously been in the hospital already. "Something's missing" thought Ziva "or someone." Then she noticed. Where was Tony? She tried to ask, but only started coughing, because there was damn breathing tube in her throat. She could now breathe on her own, so the nurse removed the tube. Ziva tried again, but she had had the tube in her throat so long that it was pretty sore and dry. When she finally could ask the burning questition about Tony, she got only many confused and compassionate faces. Except from Abby, who looked even more like she hated her. McGee noticed that and put his arms on Abbys shoulders to comfort her. She asked again "Where's Tony?"