Life is changing

Chapter 1: I don't like hospitals.

Ziva's POV:

That hurts. I don't like bullets in my arm. This idiot shot at me. But I will survive it. That what's the doc said. Abby came to the hospital immediately. She was so scared, like every time anybody of us is hurt. Ducky said I would survive too. But the bullet still hurts. It's evening, it's dark and I have to run after a marine. Sometimes I hate my job.

"Miss David? You can go now." Doctor Winston said. He gave her some pills: "No alcohol and no other pills tonight and it would be better if you don't drive for this evening." Then he went out of the room. Ziva lied on the hospital bed while the whole team stood around her.
"You will do desk duty the next few days, McGee and I have to go to the director now." Gibbs said, with a coffee in his hand and went with McGee out of the white hospital room.
"Bye. We see us tomorrow." McGee said and followed Gibbs.
"I and Abby have to go now too." Ducky began.
"Yes, because we have jobs to do." Abby ended the sentence and they went out too.
"Now only I'm here." Tony laughed. Ziva took her shoes and clothes and went to the toilet. 3 minutes later she came back, with her normal clothes on.
"I need a taxi. I'm not allowed to drive." she said.
"I can get you get home." Tony suggested.
"You don't have to."
"Don't talk back to me every time." Tony said and left together with Ziva hospital.
"I don't like hospitals." Ziva pointed out.
"Don't you have one in Israel?" Tony asked and smirked. Ziva looked at him and punched his left arm."
"Can't you let it be? Sure we have one, but I don't like them there either."
"If you say it." Tony still laughed and he opened the car door.
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Ziva opened her eyes. She looked out of the window next her bed. It was deep night. She looked to her alarm clock and tried to see what time it was. 00:52 in the night. She felt cold. Ziva tried to catch her blanket, but she couldn't raise her arm. She looked around and saw that someone had wrapped his arm around her. It was Tony. Ziva put his arm away, pulled at her blanket and turned round to sleep again.
"You are awake?" Tony wanted to know and rubbed his head.
"Yes, and you are in my bed." she answered.
"Ziva, I was the one who drunk your mini-bar, not you." he said with a laugh.
"I know Tony, I only said."
"Can I get a part of the blanket too?" Tony asked still laughing. He didn't wait for an answer. He took the whole blanket, put it over him and Ziva and wrapped his arms around her again. He was asleep immediately. Ziva closed her eyes to and wanted to sleep. But she couldn't stop smiling. She loved this moment too much.

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