A/N Majorly hyped right now. Downloaded a song sung by Cote de Pablo and have sneaking suspicion that I have found another. Intriguing...
Anyway, ignore my madness. Enjoy!
Chapter 4
"How is she?" Jenny asked when Tony walked into the squadroom hours later.
"Sleeping," he replied. "Abby's with her."
Jenny continued to stare at him from where she sat at Ziva's desk.
"Took her a while to calm down, then she was quiet for a while, then she went to sleep," Tony explained.
"While you were gone we found this," McGee said, making a file appear on the plasma. "Case file on the Kilhaad residence bombing."
"Anything interesting?" Tony asked.
"Homemade bomb, which gets us nowhere because they were very common at the time."
"So no suspects?"
"No."
Gibbs looked over at Tony. "Stop looking at that, DiNozzo."
Tony stuffed the Kilhaad family photo back under some papers. "What?"
Gibbs stood directly in front of him and bent down to his height. "We will sort this out," he said, taking the photo.
"Why didn't she-"
"I don't know, Tony. But you are going to help her get her memories back."
"Me?"
"You know her better than the rest of the team."
Tony wasn't sure whether to feel flattered or not.
Gibbs' phone rang. "Yeah, Gibbs."
"Gibbs, it's Abby."
"How is she?" Gibbs said, putting the phone of speaker.
"She's awake. And better. Kind of. She hasn't been saying much. I think she's trying to remember stuff. Looks like it anyway."
"Alright. I'm sending McGee there now," Gibbs said. "You get back here."
"Please let me stay Gibbs. Please."
Gibbs sighed. "Alright, but make sure you sleep," he said, knowing full well that Abby would stay wide awake to make sure Ziva was alright.
"Boss, why don't you send me there?" Tony said.
"Because you have to sleep," Gibbs said.
"But Boss-"
"Why is everyone arguing with me today?" Gibbs said irritably.
"Jethro," Jenny said quietly.
Gibbs sighed. "McGee, go to Ziva now. Stay with Abby. Make sure she sleeps," he said. McGee left. "DiNozzo?"
"Boss?"
"Go home. Get some sleep. You can take the morning shift with Ziva."
Tony picked up his bag and left.
Once it was just her and Gibbs in the squadroom, Jenny cleared her throat.
Gibbs looked at her. "What?"
"You could try to be a bit nicer to the team."
"What?"
"It's bad enough that Ziva was hurt, but then to find out about her family? It's hard for them."
"It's hard for me too, Jen."
Jenny sighed and looked very uncomfortable.
"What aren't you saying, Jenny?" Gibbs said, noticing this.
"You really want to know?"
"Yes."
"This is basically a repeat of what happened with you."
"I-"
"Let me finish, Jethro," Jenny said forcefully. "You were hurt, that was bad enough. But then we all found out that you had a family and that you couldn't remember us. The only difference between you and Ziva is the amount of time that you've forgotten."
"Jen."
"What? I'm right. We've all been through this before. Except you. All I'm saying is go easy on them a bit."
Gibbs got up from his desk and walked to her. He stayed silent for a moment. "I'm sorry Jenny," he said. Then he left.
McGee stood in the doorway. Ziva was sleeping again. Abby was sitting next to the bed, whispering at top speed.
"You could have told us about your family we wouldn't have treated you any differently maybe you could have talked to Gibbs about it because he's been through the same thing well no actually because you were with Jamal and Chaim when they died but whatever Chaim is such a cute kid oh no what if you can actually understand what I'm saying even though you're sleeping and it's making you think about your family I'm sorry I-"
"Abby," McGee hissed. Abby dropped Ziva's hand and rushed over to him.
"How's Tony?" she asked.
"Ziva is in a hospital bed and you're asking about Tony?"
"Well…yeah. It's obvious that he likes her. This is probably that hardest on him."
"He's coming in for the morning shift," McGee explained. "Seriously, Abby, I haven't really talked to him," he added as Abby looked murderous.
They sat down on the couch in the corner.
"Gibbs send you to make sure I sleep?" she asked.
"Um……yes."
"How can he expect me to sleep? I can't sleep!" Abby exclaimed.
McGee shushed her. "You'll wake Ziva up."
"McGee-"
"Abby, she'll be fine. We'll sort it out. If anything, Gibbs'll sort it out. He always does. And I know that Tony will make sure she's alright," McGee reassured her. He looked at Abby.
She was asleep.
Tony was sitting in his hallway, concentrating on bouncing a ball against the opposite wall.
Floor wall hand. Floor wall hand.
It was one in the morning. Six more hours until he could go and see Ziva.
Floor wall hand. Floor wall hand.
How was he supposed to help her remember?
Floor wall hand. Floor wall hand.
He couldn't believe this was happening. A few days ago he and Ziva had been talking about random stupid stuff. Now she was in a hospital bed mourning the loss of her family that no-one else knew about.
Floor wall hand. Floor wall hand.
This was Ziva. The woman he cared about more than he cared about most people.
Floor wall hand. Floor wall hand.
He had to fix this.
A/N Please review!
I added the Tony-vs-the-ball scene because that was how I came up with some of the plot for this story. I literally sat against a wall for over an hour throwing a ball at the wall.
Repetitive yet strangely entertaining.
