Authors Note: hey readers, i know its been awhile. life got in the way for me and i couldn't work on any of my stories. now i got time but unfortunately i got some bad writers block, so all my ongoing works are on a temporary hold but i will work on them again real soon.

Until then, i worked on this as a little thing to jog up my muses. This story i had saved for a long time but never really did much with it for a long time. i hope you guys like it and if you like the idea let me know and ill keep working on it.

Disclaimer: NCIS or it's character do not belong to me. Any original character are mine but other then that belong to their respective owners and in no way am i making money off this.

This is obviously AU, and their are no big spoilers for anything recent. And of course this is a McGiva.

All mistakes are mine and hopefully they are too glaring. please forgive me for them

Chapter 1

"McGee!"

"Tim! TIM!"

"Stay with me Tim, stay with me."

"You're going to be fine agent McGee."

"Please wake up Tim."

McGee slowly opened his eyes to a hazy world. He was barely aware of something in his nose and mouth nor the distant beeping noise and talking nearby. His mind then clicked on but was still unaware. He wondered where he was or what was going on. A small pain started to grow in his head and the noises became louder. Before they could be intelligible though his eyelids became heavy and he fell into darkness again.

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When he opened them again he saw a face looking at him with a small light pointed at his eyes. He suddenly became aware of something in his mouth, nose and throat and started to panic. He can hear the face saying something but it took him a moment to understand what it was saying.

"-Gee, can you hear me? Do you understand me?"

McGee wanted to speak but his voice wouldn't come. He wanted to nod but his head refused to move.

"Squeeze my hand if you can," the person said as he felt someone grab his hand.

With weakened force he was able to lightly squeeze as requested. The person (who he now saw was a female doctor) looked up with an excited face at someone else in the room.

He looked over to see a beautiful olive skin woman smiling at him as she grabbed his other shaky hand.

Suddenly he became aware of the thing in his throat and nose again and started to panic. He released the Doctors hand and tried to reach for it but somebody grabbed his hand and held it down. He struggled and he panicked even more as he tried to pull his hands free but more hands appeared and held his body and arms down.

"I'm going to take out the feeding tube and incubator in a moment, ok? Please calm down Tim."

But McGee could not even hear her. His only thought was to get the tubes out of him. He was terrified that he was going to choke to death. The tubes felt like they were expanding and clogging his throat. He couldn't breathe. He was going to suffocate. He noticed somebody fiddling with another nearby tube and he panicked even more. He heard more voices as they struggled to hold him down. He fought with all he could, he wanted to scream and throw everything and everyone off, but he was too weak.

As his voice started to return he suddenly became tired and worn out. He had trouble keeping his eyes open and his arms fighting. He went to what he thought was a blink but ended up unable to open his eyes and shortly after his consciousness drifted away.

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Tim's eyes slowly drifted half open. The room was dark and hazy. He felt very tired and wanted to fall asleep again. His eyelids were heavy. As he was thinking of falling back asleep he heard movement in the room. He looked over to see the figure of a woman walking past him to the room window.

The woman pulled opened the shades and allowed soft warm sunlight into the room. With woman illuminated, Tim was able to get a good, albeit if hazy, look at her as she looked out the window. She seemed familiar but McGee mind was drawing a blank. She had olive skin that lit up in the sunlight and contrasted perfectly to the loose white shirt she wore. Her dark brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail. Tim found her very beautiful, an angel he thought. Looking at her seemed to cause a calming effect on him.

The woman turned her head at him and let out a smile. She started walking towards him as he closed his eyes. His last thought before his mind drifted off was that he wished he knew her name.

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The fourth time his eyes opened he was now fully aware though he was still very tired. He was lying in a bed inside of a hospital room. He noticed three older men and a woman at the foot of his bed but neither of them seem to have noticed he was awake as they continued on in their conversation. He looked around the room to see if he can recognize which hospital he was in.

A small throbbing pain started to form on his head. He reached up to feel his head wrapped in bandages, only a large patch of hair stuck out. His left arm up to his elbow was completely wrapped in bandage and gauze while his right only looked bruised.

"Tim, you're awake," said the woman who he now saw was a doctor.

"It's good to have you back McGee," Said one of the men who he now recognized as his boss Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

McGee tried to respond but he had trouble finding his voice.

"Don't worry, your voice will slowly come back to you," the doctor said.

She pulled out a small flashlight and flashed them in McGee's eyes. McGee couldn't help but blink and look away.

"You had a close one there Tim. You are very strong. My name is Dr. Nale"

McGee tried to speak again but this time a small grunt came out.

"Do you know where you are?"

McGee had to think a bit before answering.

"H-hospi-," he try to say but came out in a low raspy voice.

"The hospital, good. Do you remember what happened?"

McGee had to think even more before he answered. He remembered loud screeching, the crunches of metal and breaking glass.

"Car acc-cident?"

"Good. His memory seems to be relatively intact," the doctor said addressing the men before turning back to Tim. She then pointed at Gibbs and asked "Do remember who this is?"

"Agent L-Leroy Jethro Gibbs."

"Good, and him," she said pointing to another man.

McGee looked at the gray haired man and took a moment to remember.

"Tobias Fornell."

"This is great Leon," Fornell said addressing the third man, "with Tim awake we can move on with the case right away."

"Hold on there Tobias," Gibbs said, "we need to let him rest."

"He right," Vance said, "He needs to rest and get his information in order."

"He's the only one with the names of suppliers," Tobias argued, "The longer this takes, the longer they stay on the run."

"Just give him time and he'll give us what we need," Gibbs told him firmly, "He just woke up."

"We need to catch them," Tobias said a little louder, "We don't have that much-"

"Tim, do you know who that is?"

The three men looked back to see the doctor pointing at Vance. McGee had a confused look on his face he looked at him.

"N-no," he said.

The doctor gave the men a worried look before turning back to McGee.

"Who is the current director of NCIS?"

McGee paused again to think before answering.

"Director Marrow."

All four gave each other a worried look.

"McGee," Gibbs replied, "Who are your teammates."

"Y-you, Tony D-DiNoz-zo and… Kate Todd."

Gibbs took a deep breath before he asked the next question though he had a bad feeling he already knew the answer.

"Do you know a Ziva David?

McGee looked away deep in thought. It took him longer then before to answer but when he did Gibbs felt his stomach drop.

"No. I don't… think so."

Gibbs looked at Vance, his eyes holding the same worry.

"Uh t-that's enough for now," Dr. Nale stated quickly, "He needs his rest. Just lay back and relax Tim and we'll answer any questions you have later."

Dr. Nale adjusted Tim's blanket and carefully lowered the bed back. Tim wanted to continue but was too tired to protest. He could feel his eyes closing and his body getting heavy.

When he was relaxed, the three men and Dr. Nale quietly left the room. They nodded at the posted guards sitting nearby before turning to each other.

"This isn't good," Fornell said as soon as the door closed.

"You think Tobias," Gibbs responded, "How bad is it doc?"

"I can't tell right now," Dr. Nale responded, "I'm going to have to give him another scan. Can you tell how much memory he lost from what he said?"

"Several years. Kate was killed a couple years after he joined us and Director Marrow retired not long after."

"Well I'll run some test and give him an examination. I'll keep you up to date on his condition and if I learn anything new Agent Gibbs."

"Thank you."

"I'm just worried how Ziva will react when she hears…"

"I'll break it to her Doc, just do what you can."

Dr. Nale nodded and walked off. The three men started walking off in the other direction together.

"I do not envy you Jethro," Fornell said, "I've given bad news but to give it to Ziva?"

"At any case he is awake," Vance said, "She'll be happy to hear that."

"But still to completely forget your-"

"Gibbs."

The three men stopped when they heard Ziva's voice. Gibbs looked up to see her walking towards them from down the hallway. Gibbs felt a small tinge of regret as he saw her. .

"Any news on his condition," she asked when she reached them.

Gibbs looked at the other two men but they both looked away bashfully.

"Can we talk very quick," Gibbs told her as he held her arm.

"Okay sure," Ziva replied confused as she allowed Gibbs to lead her to an empty room and the other two men continued walking.

"How is he Gibbs," Ziva asked as soon as Gibbs closed the door, "Is something wrong?"

Gibbs took a deep breath before answering.

"He's awake," he told her.

"He is," Ziva replied excitedly, "Oh thank goodness. I need to see him then."

Ziva started to run out the room when Gibbs stopped her.

"That wouldn't be a good idea Ziver," he said.

"Why what's wrong?"

Gibbs couldn't help but look away.

"Gibbs, what is wrong with my husband?"

Gibbs looked at Ziva and took a deep breath.

"He has some memory loss,"

Ziva covered her mouth in concern before replying.

"How bad is it," she asked.

"It's really bad."

"I need to see him, now."

Ziva turned to leave but was stopped again when Gibbs grabbed her by the arm.

"Ziva, he doesn't remember you."

Ziva looked at him in shocked as if she didn't believe him but deep down she knew Gibbs wouldn't lie to her.

"What," was all she could say.

"He doesn't remember who you are. When we asked him he couldn't recall your name. As far as we know he lost years, he believes Kate is alive."

Ziva didn't know what to say. She looked at Gibbs hoping he was lying but she knew that he would never ever lie to her about this. It took her a moment to get her voice back and speak.

"I have to see him," she said.

"Ziva."

"I need to see him. I need to…I just….I have to see him."

This time Gibbs didn't stop her from rushing past him. She practically ran down the halls almost desperate to reach Tim's room. She ignored the posted guards as she entered into the room. She rushed into the room then suddenly stopped in her tracks at the sight of McGee sleeping in his bed.

He looked almost peaceful. Timidly she walked over to his bedside, pulled a chair up to the bed and sat down. She was in such a rush to get him but now she didn't what to do. She was nervous, almost scared of confirming what Gibbs told her.

She looked down at her hand and the two wedding rings on her fingers. She took McGee's ring before he went into surgery and placed it on her finger just above her ring.

She looked back up and noticed a lock of his brown hair that stuck out of his bandage was draped over his forehead and eyes. She reached over and gently brushed it away. At her touch, McGee's eyes opened and looked up at Ziva. Ziva couldn't help but smile at the green eyes she fell in love with, even if they held some confusion.

"Hi," she said.

"H-hi." McGee said hoarsely.

Ziva's smile became wider at his voice.

"How are you feeling," She asked as she held his hand.

"Tired."

Ziva held his hand in both of hers. Every day for the three weeks Tim was in the coma, she visited him in the hospital. She would sometimes hold his hands and talk to him, observe as the doctors would examine him and on some days just sit in a chair, reading a book or watching the TV and just being comfortable in his presence. She would also tend to the flowers that Abby brought one day to liven up his room, though Ziva disagreed that black roses were the best choice but still kept the flowers none the less. Every day she came hoping very soon that particular day would be the day he woke up and she would hear his voice again.

"Do you…do remember who I am," she asked almost hopefully.

He didn't answer right away but looked at Ziva. Ziva could tell his mind was working to remember.

"N…no," he answered.

Ziva small faltered a bit a flash of disappointment crossed over her eyes but she did her best to quickly school her face and not show it.

"I'm sorry," Tim said obviously catching it.

Ziva shook her head and smiled "Its ok. It's not your fault."

"I'm really sorry," Tim said drifting off to sleep.

Ziva wiped away a stray tear in her eye and looked at her husband falling asleep. She pushed back the loose hair again then leaned in and kissed his forehead.

TBC in the next chapter…