Authors Note: As far as I'm concerned there is no Season 3 cuz what happened after Twilight was just wrong. This is my first posted fanfic so reviews would be very much appreciated. Thanks!

AN 2: The song is Cure My Tragedy by Cold, which is obviously where I stole the title from.

Disclaimer: It belongs to the evil bellasario productions. If it belonged to me Tony and Kate would be living happily ever after right now.

Cure My Tragedy

He hadn't been able to move, hadn't done anything to save her. The world had stopped the instant the wetness touched his face. He fell to his knees beside her, brushing the hair from her face as he stared into her eyes. She was still there. He could see it in her eyes. He could here someone yelling but it seemed part of another world. There was only him and the only women he'd ever loved. He knew that now. Hell, he'd always known it, just like he knew that she couldn't die. Not his Kate, not when she was invincible.

He'd just sit here and watch her while she slept, something he'd done a million times during the many late nights they'd shared together. Even when he hadn't slept for days he still couldn't bring himself to close his eyes when he had such a beautiful sight right in front of him. She'd kill him if she only knew, but it would still be worth it. At least his last visions would be of her. He brushed his fingers across her cheek in the barest of touches, willing her to open her eyes and make some wise crack about waking up to see his face being her bete noir.

Remember all the times that we used to play
You were lost and I would save you
I don't think these feelings will ever fade
You were born a part of me
I was never good at hiding anything
My thoughts break me
Do you understand what you mean to me
You are my faith

Won't you cure my tragedy
Don't take her smile away from me
She's broken and I'm far away
Won't you cure my tragedy
If you make the world a stage for me
Then I hope that you can hear me scream
Cure my tragedy

Then the paramedics came and he felt someone try to pull him away, but he refused to let go of his Kate. As long as he held on she wouldn't leave him. He had to stay with her, just like she'd stayed with him. But they were pulling him back, pushing him away. He fell backwards and a paramedic slid into his place. He tried to fight, to get back to his Kate, but two people were holding him down. He finally recognized Gibbs and McGee as his captures and he started screaming, trying to make them understand, but it was no use.

Gibbs looked over at the paramedics huddled over Kate, then back to Tony. "They've got her, Tony. You've got to let them help." He finally stopped struggling and, after a moment, Gibbs nodded to McGee who slowly released him, but Gibbs still held his arm. He sat up and stared at the scene before him, but there was nothing left. He looked at Gibbs in confusion before bolting to his feet and running for the stairs. He could hear the sirens pulling out and he heard Gibbs shout something about Memorial Hospital. He wasn't aware of anything else. All that mattered was getting to Kate. He didn't want her to think he'd abandoned her.

He wasn't quite sure how he got to his car and he didn't remember the drive to the hospital. He'd made it there only a few minutes behind the ambulance, but he'd missed her. They'd tried to stop him from entering the emergency room, but he'd pushed the guard out of the way. He could feel her and he knew she was still alive. He ran through the hallway only a few steps ahead of the security guards until he found her in a room surrounded by a team of doctors and nurses. He charged into the room, trying to get as close as he could. Three guards charged in behind him and tried to grab him, so he did what came naturally. He drew his SIG and spun around. "Get out!" he commanded in a voice that let everyone know he was not to be fucked with. The guards slowly stepped back, trying to talk him down. It was pointless. He didn't hear a word of it, turning his full attention back to the one person in his life he couldn't live without.

A moment later, Gibbs appeared and flashed his badge to the guards, telling them that in no uncertain terms to get lost, which they did grudgingly. He quietly came to stand behind Tony. "Let them work," he whispered as he slowly pulled Tony out of the room. Tony froze just outside of the doorway, refusing to put any more distance between him and Kate. After what seemed like days, the room began to quiet down. A doctor appeared in front of them, asking them to step out into the hall. Tony's eyes stayed trained on Kate and Gibbs had to nudge him further into the hall. The doctor followed them out.

"I'm Dr. Susan Foster. I assume you're here for Ms. Todd. Have either of you contacted her family yet?" The young doctor concentrated her question on Gibbs, realizing he was the more stable of the two, but it was Tony who spoke up.

"We are her family." He stated flatly, almost daring the doctor to question him.

"I understand that you are close to her, but I am not allowed to discuss her condition with anyone but her immediate family."

"What about her emergency contact?"

"Well, of course. Her emergency contact would be the first person notified in a situation like this, which is why I inquired if you'd contacted her family yet."

"I'm her contact, so tell me how she is." The doctor appears skeptical, especially when Gibbs shoots Tony an inquiring look, so he elaborates. "They wouldn't let her use her sister, remember? She needed someone in-state so I told her I'd do it. I convinced her that they never call the person anyway. Then I harassed her about the 'special privileges'' I had now." He smiles sadly at the memory before meeting the doctors eyes, silently pleading for her to confirm what he was about to say. "She'll get a real kick out of it when she wakes up."

"We're not sure of anything yet." Dr. Foster says softly after a brief pause. "Luckily, the bullet went in at an angle so that it barely nicked the left-hemisphere of her brain. However, there was a lot of bleeding. No one knows how badly her brain may be affected. She's unconscious right now. We will know a lot more when she wakes up."

"But she will wake up?" It was more of a statement than a question, but he still needed to hear the doctor say it.

The doctor slowly shakes her head, "It's impossible to know. Brain injuries are very difficult to diagnose Each case is unique, so there's no telling if or when she will wake up or how much function she will recover. She could wake up tomorrow or she could be in a permanent comatose state. At this point, it's anybody's guess. All I can tell you is that the next few days are crucial. The faster she wakes up, the better chance she has at a full recovery."

She turns to walk away, knowing she can't hold his gaze any longer. In her five years as an E.R. doc, she's never seen a look of such absolute love and devotion. By staring into his eyes it was like all she could see was the woman on the operating table. She needed to go find a dark corner to cry in, but his voice stops her.

"Can I see her?"

She takes a breath to compose herself and lets it out slowly before turning back around to face him. She knows she should make him wait until the woman is moved upstairs, but she just can't do it. Instead, she nods, "Yes, but only for a minute and only one of you."

Tony slowly walks into the room being careful not to make a sound. He stops beside her bed and looks down at his Kate. The first thing he noticed was the blood. It was all around her, but he blocked it out and refused to let his mind realize that it was Kate's blood. He blocked out the room and tried to pretend that she was sleeping. She looks so small and fragile, although she'd probably elbow him if he ever told her that. But he knew she wasn't fragile. She was a fighter. He swallowed the lump in his throat and reached out to stroke her cheek. Her angelic face was marred by the red stain on the white gauze near her temple, but she was still the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.

He felt a tap on his shoulder. He hadn't even realized Dr. Foster had entered the room. It was obvious she felt bad for making him leave but she motioned to the door. "They're moving her upstairs now. You'll have to leave."

"Can't I go with her?" He looked right into her eyes and Dr. Foster wished she could have allowed it, but she'd broken enough rules for one day. She should have waited to verify that this man was really the emergency contact and she shouldn't have let him come in here, but she just didn't have it in her heart to deny someone that loved so much. But there was no way she could let him escort the woman upstairs.

"I'm sorry, but they have to get her cleaned up first. Then they'll take her for a CT scan to make sure we didn't miss anything. You can wait for her upstairs. I'll make sure someone alerts you when they have her settled in her room."

Tony only nodded as Dr. Foster left the room to allow him a final moment of privacy. He pressed a kiss to Kate's unwounded temple and tearfully whispered in her ear, "I'm here Kate. They're making me meet you upstairs, but I promise I'll be there waiting for you. I'm never going to leave you, Kate. I love you too much. You have to come back to me, just like I came back to you."

He slowly straightened up and took a miniscule step away from the bed. He reached for her hand, raising it to rest on his chest. "Feel that Kate?" his voice barely above a whisper, "It's all yours. It always has been, ever since the day I set foot on Air Force One." He raised her hand to his lips, placing a gossamer kiss before dropping it back to her side. With tears silently sliding down his cheeks he backed away, allowing her hand to slowly slip from his grasp. His eyes stayed glued to her face as he backed through the doorway and into the hall where Gibbs was waiting.

"Come on DiNozzo, the doc told me where we should wait. Abs, McGee, and Ducky are already up there and her family is on their way." He noted how the lost, somewhat dazed look on Tony's face, but there was nothing he could say to make this better. Instead, he nudged Tony in the direction of the elevators, knowing that the team needed to be together now more than ever.