Title: My Girl - הילדה שלי
Disclaimer: I own nothing recognizable.
Author's Note: Hiii! So, this is the first time I've ever posted anything on here for Tiva, and I'M REEEEEALLY NERVOUS ABOUT IT! *bites finger nails* It may start off a bit slow but this is just the prologue, so please bear with me! Let me know what you think! And I promise, there is an actual story here. Please read and review! :) Please be as gentle as possible? Not like ripping off a band-aid. .
Prologue
"Z? Z... baby, please, wake up?" Tony whispered, taking some stray hair out of her eyes and taking in her frail, pale appearance.
He swallowed and tapped her cheek gently, several times,s till trying to wake her. This couldn't be happening. It just wasn't possible! He was right beside her! The bullet was intended for him, not her! She shouldn't have jumped in front of him! She wasn't supposed to die, he was! Tony could not believe this at all. He put his hands over Ziva's gunshot wound and pressed down in and attempt to stop the blood from gushing. But, she had lost far too much blood as it was; to the point that nobody could be able to live. Her eyes had close and this time, they did not open again. He pressed down harder and no sound left her. Tony was covered in her blood now. His arms, hands, shirt, face, completely.
Gibbs frowned and watched his agent try to wake NCIS Agent Ziva David, but, by now, he knew it would be no avail. He laid a hand on Tony's shoulder, "Tony..." He swallowed then whispered, "She's gone, son..."
The younger man looked like he was nearing a breakdown and gently brought Ziva's limp body into his arms and held her close to his chest, not caring one bit about the wound to her chest that continually spilled blood all over him. He began rocking her body back and forth as he kissed her black loose hair. Whispering, pleading for her to wake up and smack him, for holding her the way he was. But, even he knew by now that she wouldn't.
He looked at her face, really looked at her, taking in ever scar, and pore on her face and her natural beauty. That was when he realized that Ziva David was gone. He held her body close once more and kissed her forehead before crying into her hair.