First of all I am not a doctor, so if I got some medical stuff wrong, don't sue me. LOL. This is the story following the events in the final episode. Once again apologizes for any mistakes in English.

Healing

Director Vance was waiting for Gibb's team to return from a crime sence. How the hell was he going to tell them. While Vance was lost in his thoughts Gibbs and his team entered the bullpen. The empty desk a reminder of what they had lost. Gibbs looked at Vance and he knew. He just knew.

Vance looked at Gibbs ' there is something you should know'

'Is she dead' Tony and McGee looked up. What was going on.

'No, however when they found her she was barely alive, they flew her back to Tel Aviv. The doctors thought it was necessary to keep her in a induced coma in order for her body and mind to repair itself'

' When can we go see her' Gibbs demanded.

'You don't get to see her. Mossad won't allow any visitors. As soon as I hear anything you will" Vance indicated that this conversation was over by walking towards the stairs leading to his office.

Gibbs walked over to Tony 'Do you still have that phone number from Ziva's aunt Netty'

Tony gave a little smile 'Yup, I really like the old lady, she is mixing up her idioms just like Ziva used to do.'

Gibbs thought it was the first time in a long while that Tony gave any indication that the little boy inside him was still there. Tony had become moody, dull and nothing like his old self ever again after Ziva decided not to return with them. In fact Gibbs often thought he didn't lose one agent he lost two at once. Tony and Ziva.

Gibbs started walking towards the elevator 'I think Abbs needs us in her lab'

Down in Abby's lab Gibb's team stood together while Abby hooked up Tony's phone to the speaker. 'Ziva's aunt Netty. You think this is a good idea, I mean she's old and it's in the middle of the night in Tel Aviv and maybe she doesn't know anything about the whole mess'

'Abbs' …….the phone rang……..

'Shalom'

' Aunt Netty, this is Anthony DiNozzo. You remember me from NCIS.'

'Ahh yes I do . Ziva's husband hahahaha' The old woman could still laugh about the whole 'mixup"'

' We were wondering if you have seen Ziva'

All of a sudden the phone went quit. They could all her sobs on the other end of the line.

' ah yes Ziva, poor Ziva look at what they did to her.'

'That's why we called' Gibbs cut in ' We want to know, they won't tell us'

' I went to see her today and it doesn't look good. According to the doctors they tortured her really bad. Her body was dehydrated, under-nourished and they stabbed and cut her several times. She has several broken bones. It doesn't look good at all, they are keeping her in a coma'

The team went silent. ' thank you Aunt Netty, will you keep us informed'

' Of course, what number should I call'

Gibbs gave Aunt Netty his phone number 'every little thing, even if it just to tell me you've visited her'

For two weeks Aunt Netty did call with little much to tell, everytime she reported no changes.

Gibbs answered his phone. " Gibbs"

"Yes, Special Agent Gibbs, this is Netty speaking. I've just been in to see Ziva and they are trying to wake her up. However so far nothing yet, I will call as soon as anything changes."

Gibbs took a deep sigh. He decided not to tell the team just yet, first wait and see. Two days later he got the news he wanted to hear so desperately . Ziva was awake. Gibbs decided that now was as good as any time to tell his time. Everyone was happy, they were all hugging each other. Tony even cried silently in the men's bathroom. She's gonna make it, he thought.

Three Months later

Gibbs looked at his cellphone but didn't recognized the caller.

'Gibbs'

A soft voice sounded, one he could barely hear 'shalom Gibbs'

'Ziva'

' I heard from aunt Netty you've been keeping tabs on me'

' I keep tabs on all members of my team' Gibbs could barely hear her, that is how soft her voice was.

' Am I still a member'

' Damm right you are, when are you coming back'

' I am not allowed to travel yet and I still need medical attention.' Ziva sounded tired.

' Mail anything you need or want to Ducky and he will arrange any kind of medical attention you need. When you do come over you will be staying at my place and that is final.'

'thank you. I keep that in mind'

Gibbs went to see Ducky and informed him that it could be possible that he would receive a mail from Ziva's doctors about her medical needs in order for her to travel to Washington. Ducky nodded ' As soon as I get any info I'll be searching for the best doctors I can find'

After several more weeks Ducky received his much anticipated mail. He was shocked at the amount of injuries Ziva had sustained. He got in contact with the best doctors someone of his stature could find and knowing Ducky those were the best of the best. He informed Gibbs when he got everything in place. ' where will she be staying cause we need to get her a good bed, one of those they use in the hospital, she will be having trouble getting in and out'

' she'll stay with me, so let's get her that bed'

Later that day the entire team was making sure Ziva would get everything she needed to feel comfortable, the bed was situated on the ground floor so she would have acces to everything that was essential, kitchen, toilet and if she wanted she could sit outside on the porch. Gibbs had made a wooden bed for her there with lots of pillows so it wouldn't hurt her and she still could rest.

' when are you picking her up'

' tomorrow morning 04.00'

' oke, we will be there' Abby turned around thinking it was over and done. She was coming along picking Ziva up from the airport.

'no you will not, she asked not to see anyone just yet. She is going to be very tired from the trip, she needs to rest first before she can see you all' Gibbs knew how disappointed they all would be but this time he was keeping his foot down. Ziva couldn't handle that much people yet.