Some readers asked what is exactly wrong with her. I wanted to keep it indistinct cause I am not a doctor after all but I think I came up with a good solid solution. It's probably not correct but it will have to do. However it will be explained in the next chapter. I came up with it when something similar happened to my father several years ago, he is fine now because he got helped. So you could say I took some reality and replaced some aspects with my own.
Opening up
The day had gone by so awfully slow, well at least according to Tony. He wanted to go and see how Ziva was doing. Finally Gibbs indicated that the day was over.
'Boss'
'Go'
Tony didn't have to be told twice. He grabbed his bag and was on his way. He was going by Ziva's place first and then his to change clothes.
He opened Ziva's front door and walked into her bedroom. He was a little taken aback by the interior, it was elegant. He felt such a intruder. He rummaged true her drawers and he couldn't help it. Victoria's secret…oohhh god. He could never look at her again without thinking about this particular drawer, why did he ever agree to do this. He quickly opened up another drawer and saw the blue nightgown, well it was more of a t-shirt, what the heck it was a t-shirt his to be exact. Paris he thought, she must have mistakenly put it in her bag and while he thought he had lost it she was wearing it. The shirt had her scent all over it, it was hers now.
He drove by his place, showered, changed clothes and was on his way to the hospital. When he arrived he bumped into Ziva's doctor while heading for her room.
'how is she, doc'
'Well, the reaction was a little bit more violent than I had hoped for but she's doing alright. She has been vomiting all day so we had to give her a IV in order to keep her hydrated. She is really tired and that has me a little concerned but we'll know more in view days when all of the test results are back.'
'why are you concerned' Tony didn't like what the doctor was telling him.
'I don't think it's my place to inform you, if you have any questions you wish to know ask her yourself' The doctor excused himself and left Tony with a heavy feeling to his chest. What the hell was wrong with her.
Tony entered Ziva's room and immediately heard retching sounds coming from the bathroom. He quickly entered the small bathroom and found Ziva clutching the toilet. He sank down next to her and began rubbing her back. Her IV to keep her hydrated was standing next to her. She flinched when he touched her but relaxed when she realized who was doing it.
'hey sweetcheeks'
He stroked her hair. She was hot and sweaty and not in a good way. It took her a while but she finally opened her eyes, they were glazed over and she didn't seem to register him at all.
'hey Tony' came a very soft voice. 'I am not doing so well'
'I noticed'
She leaned back into him, the back of her head was resting against his chest.
'could you give me some water to wash my mouth with'
'sure'
Tony reached over to where a glass of water was standing and when he gave it to her she used it to clean her mouth and the rest of it was gulped down.
'shouldn't you be in bed'
'yeah, but I needed to go' A small smile lit up her sweaty face. 'and I didn't want to have a to do it in one of those things'
She pointed to weird looking thing that hung next to her bed.
'Oh'
Tony thought she was right, he never liked those things as well. Having your own urine hanging next to you while you ate and slept in that bed.(AN; don't know how that is done in the US but that's what they use here if a patient isn't as mobile as the patient wants to be) He shivered.
'let's get you back to bed'
He gently helped her back on her feet, carefully not to rip the IV line out of her and guided her back to the hospital bed. He could see her back, oh my …He turned bright red and tried to look the other way but he couldn't resist. He looked at her back which was exposed and due to the fact that Ziva was so tired she couldn't even be bothered by it. He saw some of the damage Saleem had done. Bastard, a shot through the head had been a far too easy way for that animal to die.
Ziva collapsed onto the bed, she didn't even have the strength to pull up the blankets so Tony did that, he sat himself down onto a chair that was standing right next to her bed. He kept wanting to touch her, to let her feel he was there that she wasn't alone. He stroked her face. He wiped away the sweat with one of the towels hanging in the room. He told her about his day. She asked him a view questions but after about 10 min. she had gone completely quiet and could tell by her even breathing that she had fallen asleep.
TBC…