Still don't own any of the character…….
The elevator jerked again and dropped down a few more inches. Ziva clutched Tony's shirt and moaned. Her head was pounding, and she knew that she probably had a concussion. She was getting drowsy and she started to close her eyes.
"Ziva" Tony roused "you can't go to sleep, if you have a concussion you need to stay awake."
Ziva grumbled knowing Tony was right. She managed a strained "ok", and tired to close her eyes once more.
"Ziva" Tony spoke a bit louder "Ziva"
"Owww" Ziva grumbled. "Not so loud"
"Ziva" he spoke a little louder
"I'm not asleep, Tony!" she groused. Ziva tried one last time to close her eyes but Tony just spoke normally and the loud sound ringed in her ears she opened her eyes and looked back up at his face. She leaned in and slowly brushed her lips against his.
"Can I go to sleep now?" she mumbled a little disoriented. Surprised, Tony stared at her. She managed another weak smile and Tony chuckled.
"You're really dizzy" he said in a light but concerned voice Ziva slowly moved her head up then back down. She was too weak, to actually form a sentence. Ziva lowered her head back down and Tony froze. Had Ziva actually just kissed him? Did she even realize that she did? Probably not, she was cold, tired and her head was throbbing. Ziva started to shake a little she was frail and hurt.
She drew together all the strength she had left and said "Tony, I am really cold. What time is it? Can I go to sleep now? Is the power ever going to go back on?"
Tony looked down at his watch. He focused in on the second hand; he swore he could hear the soft ticking noise. It was two o'clock in the morning and Ziva was trying to shut her eyes again.
He whispered in her year again but all she did was moan. "Ziva" he almost shouted.
She shook from the sharp noise and opened her eyes. Right as she started to look back up at Tony the elevator dropped so fast. Ziva clutched Tony's shirt again and Tony pulled her in tighter. Her head was starting to trickle a little stream of blood again. Tony tried to release his hands put Ziva quickly clutched them back to her body.
"Ziva" he whispered "I need to let…"
"No" Ziva replied in the loudest voice she could muster.
"You're head is bleeding again" he whispered back.
Ziva reluctantly released her grip and Tony grabbed his shirt again. Ziva cringed as the rough collared shirt touched her exposed wound. Tony wrapped his other hand around her tighter. Ziva closed her eyes but Tony let her. All of a sudden the elevator lights flashed back on and it quickly sailed back up. The doors squeaked open and Ducky and some fire marshals were standing by the door. When the metal trap finally opened all the way, everyone gasped. Tony scooped Ziva up and effortlessly stood back up. Ziva was impressed he acted as if she weighed nothing. She tried to force a smile but she couldn't. She could hear people around her talking and she groaned her head was pounding harder and the light blurred her vision. She could her Tony talking but he sounded muffled she was starting to fall to sleep and could hear less and less. Soon she was out cold. Tony stopped relaying what had happened to the rest of the group.
"Ziva" he shouted "Ziva" he lightly shook her but nothing happened. "She passed out" he spoke in a panicked voice. "McGee! Is the ambulance coming?"
"Yah, Tony they should be here in about five minutes. Come on continue how'd she hit her head?"
"And how come you don't have your shirt on?" Ducky replied with a hint of curiosity in his voice.
"She hit her head after the power went out. The elevator jerked and we both fell but she hit her head on the side railing." Tony replied.
A unanimous "Ohhhh" came after that.
"Come on continue what happened to her?" Abby shouted from behind McGee.
"Her head started bleeding and it wouldn't stop she didn't have anything we could use in her bag so we used my shirt."
McGee stared at him. Tony looked directly back at McGee and said "What, McGee was I supposed to let her bleed until one of you guys noticed we were stuck in the elevator?"
"Sorrrry" McGee grumbled.
"The ambulance is here" Gibbs shouted from the elevator.
Tony ran back into the elevator with Gibbs, trailed by Abby, McGee, Jenny and Ducky. They all tried to squeeze into the tight metal death trap. Tony looked at them and McGee, Abby and Ducky all left the elevator and charged off toward the stairs. Gibbs pressed the down button and Tony clutched Ziva even tighter. He whispered her name in her ear again and shook her lightly, but she still lay there, in his arms, lifeless. Gibbs kept his eyes glued on Ziva too; he brushed her hair back lightly and waited impatiently hoping for the elevator to ding.
Jenny put her hands on Tony's and Gibbs' shoulders and whispered "She'll be fine" in the most sincere voice she could dig up.
But it was clear that all of them were concerned. Ziva had always been a fighter, and none of them had ever seen her lifeless and dull like this. She looked limp and she just seemed to hang there in Tony's arms. The elevator finally dinged and Tony rushed out closely followed by Jenny and Gibbs. He could hear the rest of the people running to catch up with them. Tony skidded through the doors and headed straight for the ambulance the paramedics hurried over and helped Ziva into the ambulance. Tony climbed in and looked at Gibbs, his eyes spoke to him, telling him that he was fine to go with them and that they would all be trailing right behind.
