Haha, I'm not that cruel to make her die! Hell, if Ziva David died I would be pretty upset for a while haha OK, so here's the next chapter! REVIEWWW (:

Tony POV

I waited that whole night, sitting in the chair, staring at my watch, then the wall, and back again. Each minute that went by seemed to drive me closer to the brink of losing my sanity.

"DiNozzo, drink your coffee before it gets cold," Gibbs whispered in my ear, trying not to wake Abby who was fast asleep curled up against McGee.

I took a sip, grimaced, and choked it down. I looked at the nurses that were rushing in and out of the doors, blood on their gloves and spattered on their scrubs and looked away. I began to picture the blood as Ziva's blood and felt worse and worse.

Then, Jeanne came out, her forehead sweaty and her eyes were red. A team was behind her, looking at her nervously, then back at us.

I got up first, running to her and facing her head on, my eyes boring into hers for an answer. She shook her head once and her eyes had tears in them.

"She's in a coma, she's barely responsive. I'm sorry, but we did all we could."

I felt the world close up around me and the hospital seemed to drift away. I wasn't aware of anything or anyone at that moment.

"Would you like to see her?" She asked quietly, picking up on my sadness.

I nodded once and she brought me to a spacious room, and there she was; just lying on the bed, her hair spread around her, her face at peace.

I sank down into the chair, gripping her hand in mine and kissing it softly, leaving my lips there.

"Ziva, wake up, come on Ziva, wake up," I cried out, oblivious to Gibbs, McGee and Abby behind me. My tears fell onto her bed sheets and some went onto her face. I continued crying, willing her to wake up and tell me that everything was ok.

Her monitors were making a faint beeping noise and when I looked closely at her face, I could see her eyes moving beneath the lids. I brushed my fingers over her eyes, marveling at her smooth and soft skin.

"Wake up, Ziva, wake the hell up!"

I was getting more and more frantic and I threw myself over her body, clutching her tight against me, crying harder. Sobs racked through my body as goose bumps covered me.

"DiNozzo," I felt strong hands grip my arms and pull me away. I was barely aware of the loud beeping coming from the monitor. He pulled me to the far end of the room as the doctors rushed in, paddles in hand.

I watched as they charged them and pressed them to her chest, willing a response. I waited for a few more minutes, and finally, the monitor began beeping again.

"Her heart beat is restored, just don't touch the cords we attached to her and she should be fine."

I nodded again, my hand reaching for hers, but I was too slow. Gibbs had already taken my place beside her bed. He ran his ringers through her hair and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Ziver, we need you to wake up and come back to us, ok? Tony's waiting for you and he's going crazy. Wake up, come on, you're a fighter, you can do it," his voice was full of pain and sorrow.

He knew just as well as I did that she was slipping away from us, breath by breath, second by second, minute by minute.

I pulled up another chair and looked at her battered body. They had a breathing tube going down her throat to help her breath and IV's attached to her arms and hands.

My eyes then looked up at her face; her face was pale, but had a glow to it that I had never seen before. I ran my finger over her cheek, and to my surprise it was ice cold.

"Boss, she's freezing," I whispered, shaking my coat off and wrapping it around her.

When I looked into his blue eyes, I could see a smile in them.

"You really care about her that much, DiNozzo?" He asked, his voice low.

I nodded, "Yeah and it only took a near death experience to make me realize it," I snarled out sarcastically.

His eyes turned hard, "You can't keep blaming yourself for this, DiNozzo, just be happy that she's alive for now."

I nodded absentmindedly and looked over to McGee and Abby who were slowly approaching the bed. Abby had tears in her eyes and McGee just looked shocked.

"Boss, are you sure that's her? I mean, she looks like her, but, it's just. . .I never saw her like this before," McGee whispered.

I knew what he meant. The Ziva David we all knew was the one that was strong and never showed any signs of weakness. She was the perfect warrior in every way; she didn't seem to know what pain meant.

"Yup, it's her, McGee," Gibbs whispered, his hand over hers.

Abby rushed towards her and enveloped her in a gentle hug, her tears leaving wet traces on the pillows.

"Oh Ziva, why didn't you tell us something was up? We could've protected you and you wouldn't be here; you would be in your apartment or Tony's or Gibbs' and be safe!"

She was getting hysterical and McGee had to pull her off of Ziva, his arm gently guiding her to the seat at the back of the room.

Ziva POV

I heard everyone of their voices, and I willed my eyes to open, trying to make the horrifying scene in front of me dissolve. I kept on seeing his face, pressed against mine, blood running down my body. It was as if I were standing by, watching him kick me around, press the knife against my body, and the worst part was that everything was so clear, I could see every drop of blood that fell onto the floor, my screams were amplified as well.

Then, I started to feel someone's hand over mine. My fingers twitched and curled around them, and I felt my body turn towards that person, my body shivering slightly.

"Save me," I whispered.

Gibbs POV

I felt her fingers move from under mine and gasped.

"DiNozzo, she just moved her fingers," I whispered. Tony's head shot up and he looked at her, his eyes wide and pleading.

"Come on, Ziva, you can do it, wake up sweet cheeks," he said affectionately.

I felt her body turn towards me and she shivered once. Her eyebrows were knit together as if she were thinking.

"Save me," she whispered, her hand closing in on mine in a death grip. I rubbed circles in the back of her hand with my thumb, trying to calm her down.

"We're both here, Ziva, we're both going to protect you, don't worry ok?" I whispered soothingly.

Tony took her other hand and she immediately released mine, and turned towards Tony, her face flushed. She started to suddenly shake on her bed and the monitors began acting up again. I saw Tony wince in pain as her nails dug into his skin.

"We need help in here, now!" He yelled through the door.

Doctors rushed in, gently prying Tony's hand away as they gave her a shot.

"She needs to wake up," I yelled over the noise. I knew what she was going through. She was seeing what had happened to her again, and that wasn't healthy.

"But, if she wakes up, it's unpredictable what will happen next," Dr. Benoit, Tony's girlfriend stated.

"God dammit, Jeanne, wake her up!" Tony yelled, shaking her.

She sighed, and plunged a needle into her vein, causing Ziva to jump a little more and then, her eyes sprang open.

Ziva POV

My eyes sprang open and the scene in my head dimed. I began shaking and sat up in the bed, not recognizing where I am, I began to choke on the tube they had in my throat.

I saw Tony beside me and he gently pushed me down, yelling at Jeanne to do something.

"Take the tube out, dammit! Take it out now!" Gibbs yelled, his voice full of fire.

"OK, Ziva, I need you to take a deep breath and it'll come right out," Jeanne whispered.

I nodded and began breathing regularly and soon, I felt the tube slide out of the throat. I gasped for breathe, and fell back onto the pillows. I began crying hysterically, wrapping my arms around myself to keep warm and felt the needles in my arms being taken out.

"Hey, hey Ziva, it's ok, you're ok now," Tony whispered, climbing into bed with me and pulling me to him so that his long, powerful arms wrapped around my shaking frame.

"Don't leave, Tony, don't leave," I whispered, my tears still flowing out of my eyes, my body curled up tight.

He smoothed out my hair and kissed me softly; the kiss was filled with passion and happiness.

"I won't, no way in hell can anything take you away from me," he whispered.

I smiled up at him, and closed my eyes, drifting off to a restful sleep.

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