I am very sorry for not updating for a few days. My son has been sick and I have been having a few problems as well. I will most likely update for the whole week if there are not any problems with my son or the baby.
Anyway, thank you for the reviews! I have almost reached my goal! I want to at least get sixty or seventy reviews before I complete this story. With what I am planning, there is a strong possibility that there will be a sequel.
I do not have a definite name for the baby yet. But thank you to girlskickass for giving me a few names that I really enjoyed. I am thinking of either using Kelila or Maeva for the middle name! They are both so beautiful! Thank you very much!
One more thing before I begin. Betherzz and Liat1989, I had no idea what you were talking about when I read those reviews. xD I have not seen many American movies as of yet. I will be sure to watch that when I get the chance! Thank you for the idea! Oh, if any medical things I write are wrong, then I am sorry. I know nothing about them.
On with the story!
The ride to the hospital had been particularly long for Tony, who had ridden in the ambulance with Ziva, stroking her hand with his thumb. Please be okay, Ziva. I love you so much.
The doctors had immediately taken Ziva back through the doors of the ER. They had refused Tony access until they figured out what was wrong with her. Twenty minutes later, Abby, Gibbs, McGee, Palmer, Ducky, and Jenny all raced into the waiting room to find Tony slumped against one of the chairs, impatiently tapping his foot on the floor.
"DiNozzo, any word yet?" Gibbs asked. Tony shook his head. "They haven't been out to tell me anything yet."
Jenny took a seat next to the broken man and laid a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure she's going to be fine, Tony. She's Ziva, she can do anything." Once again, he nodded and kept his gaze on the emergency room doors.
McGee was silently reassuring Abby, who was freaking out in his embrace. "What if she has something serious! What if it's cancer! What if-,"
"Abby, calm down! She's going to be fine!" McGee interrupted her. Abby nodded sadly and lay her head on McGee's shoulder, one arm around his waist. Jenny was sitting between Gibbs and Ducky, cradling Kalev. Palmer sat quietly beside Tony, looking at him sympathetically.
Suddenly, the ER doors opened to reveal a doctor with a clipboard, causing everyone to stand up immediately. "Family of…Ms. David?" he asked, mispronouncing Ziva's last name. "Dah-veed!" everyone yelled at the same time.
"My apologies. Ms. David has a minor case of tuberculosis. We luckily caught it in time. The blood that she was coughing up came from both the virus and the fact that she had a cut on the inside of her throat from coughing. She is currently on antibiotics and resting. We would like to keep her tonight for observation. If her condition improves by tomorrow, then we'll be able to send her home. She will, however, need to stay in bed for at least a week at least. No hard work, only water to drink, and small amounts of food. You all may visit her, but one at a time. One person will be allowed to stay the night with her. She's in room 222," the doctor explained.
Everyone turned their eyes to Tony, as if telling him to go first. He nodded at them and walked back through the doors and up to Ziva's room. Once he found the room, he slowly pushed open the door, afraid of what he might see. He let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding and smiled. She looked exactly like his Ziva.
Though her complexion was paler than normal and she had both an IV and a breathing tube in her nose, she looked completely normal. Tony could hear her steady breathing and the gentle hum of the ventilator. He smiled again and took her had in his, kissing it softly.
He sat there for a moment, taking in her beauty, when he felt her hand squeeze his. Her beautiful chocolate eyes were staring back at him, a smile on her face.
"Hey, beautiful," he whispered. Ziva smiled again. "Hey yourself," she croaked, the name he gave her making her stomach flutter.
"You're going to be okay. We can take you home tomorrow if you're doing good. But you can't work for awhile," Tony explained. Knowing that the Israeli would protest about the part with no work, he put his finger to her mouth to hush her. "One of us will be with you at all times. You can come to NCIS with us, but you'll have to stay with Jenny, Abby, or Ducky and Palmer if Gibbs, McGee or I leave at any point."
She sighed. "Fine." Tony smiled at her. "That's my ninja. You should get some rest, I'm staying all night. Oh, Kalev's fine. Abby will bring him in with a change of pj's and some diapers and crib. I can watch him while you sleep. I know you won't want to be separated from him. I'll tell everyone to come back tomorrow if and when we get to take you home, okay?" Ziva nodded and yawned.
Tony watched as she fell asleep, her muscles relaxing. Abby came bouncing in the door seconds later, carrying Kalev, a baby bag, and his foldable crib. "Awh. She's so peaceful when she sleeps! Is she okay? Can we take her home tomorrow?" the goth was talking a mile a minute. Tony put a finger to his lips to shut her up.
"She's fine, Abby, just tired from the medication. I'll ask the doctor later if we can take her home. Is Kalev hungry? I forgot that she might have to feed him," he said.
"Yeah, he was fussing. I already changed him, so I can do that again after he eats if you want me to," Abby offered. Tony nodded and shook Ziva's shoulder gently. She woke up instantly and rubbed her eyes. "Did I not just fall asleep? Oh, hello Abby," she croaked. Abby waved and smiled at her groggy friend.
"Kalev's hungry. Abby just brought him here like five seconds after you fell asleep. She nodded tiredly, taking the now crying Kalev from the Goth's arms. Abby draped the baby blanket over Ziva's arms, allowing Kalev some privacy while he ate.
"So Ziva, when you're better, are you going to finally admit to Tony that you love him, care for him, and want him to be with him forever?" she asked as if it were the most simple question in the world.
Tony spit out his drink and Ziva's exhausted eyes were alert. "A-Abby!" Tony stuttered.
"What? I was just curious!" Ziva's eyes were still wide. She shook herself out of her daze when Kalev finished eating. She placed him over her shoulder and burped him, stopping when she heard the adorable child sigh and curl into the crook of her neck. Both Abby and Tony smiled.
"Well," Abby told them, "I'm going to go tell the others to come back tomorrow when you're ready. Goodnight, Ziva, Tony, Kalev! See you tomorrow!" With that, the bouncy goth left the room.
Ziva smiled tiredly at Tony, signaling him that she was ready to go back to sleep. He took Kalev from her arms after letting her kiss the baby's dark brown hair. He set the baby down in his crib, pulling it closer to the hospital bed. When he looked back up, Ziva was looking up at him patting the big empty space of her bed.
"Ziva, I can't fit in there," he told her. "Yes you can, you're not that fat," she countered with a smirk. He smiled at her and settled into the bed.
Ziva rested her head against his chest, taking in the amazing scent of him. Her eyes drooped. She rolled over and cuddled into Tony's side.
"I love you, Tony," she sighed, half asleep.
"I love you too, Ziva." He planted a kiss on her cheek, before falling asleep himself.
I am sorry if it was not that good, but I have been very distracted today. Please review!
