A/N This chapter is for Elle, mainly because she wanted me to publish it :)
This was one of the hardest chapters to write.
Chapter 9 - Perfect
"What are you doing here?" Ziva said, standing up. She didn't have her gun with her. Or any of her knives.
"I wanted to see you," Chris replied.
"Why?"
"I love you, Ziva. We're soulmates. Every day that I was in prison I thought of nothing but you. We're meant to be together."
Mental issues, Ziva thought. "Chris, I'm with someone else now. Don't you understand that? I am engaged to Tony."
"I wish you hadn't said that, Ziva," Chris said, walking closer to her. Ziva could see him pull a gun from his belt.
"What are you doing?"
"If I can't have you, no-one can. We're meant to be together, Ziva," he said, sounding almost deranged.
"Put the gun away," Ziva said as he pointed it at her.
She could tell she was seconds away from death. She swung her leg out, knocking him off balance, his shot going into the sky. He fought back, gun still in hand, wrestling with her on the ground.
Seconds later, they fell into the icy waters of the lake. It was at least five metres deep, and they both fell directly to the bottom.
Chris still had the gun in his hand. He pulled the trigger just as Ziva was behind him. He slipped, and the shot fired directly through his chest and into her thigh.
Pain hit her. She desperately needed air. Ziva looked over at Chris.
He was dead.
When she finally hit the surface, she saw that she wasn't very close to the edge.
Surrounded by the freezing water, and unable to swim with her wound, Ziva went back down into the depths.
Tony pulled up in the carpark, taking his time turning off the headlights and taking out the keys. He wasn't looking forward to this.
As he walked down the path, he remembered what Ziva had said the first time she had brought him here.
"I come here to the lake sometimes, to escape. Somehow, being there helps me think."
Tony approached the lake's edge. Shining his torch around, he couldn't see anybody.
The beam of light passed over the water.
He saw it.
Ziva's white jacket.
The one she had been wearing that day.
Underwater.
Except it wasn't just her jacket.
It was her.
Without even thinking, Tony threw his cell out of his pocked and jumped into the water.
Her face was pearly white, and her eyes were closed. A small amount of blood was coming from her leg.
Grabbing her around the waist, Tony took her back to the surface.
Once they were on solid ground, Tony began CPR.
"1, 2, 3...come on Ziva," he said desperately. He searched frantically for his phone.
"991, what is your emergency?"
Tony filled in the operator with the details as quickly as he could and went back to doing CPR.
Finally Ziva coughed and spluttered and opened her eyes.
"Tony," she breathed. He held her close and waited for the paramedics to arrive.
"What the hell happened?" Gibbs said as he entered the emergency room. Tony was sitting in the waiting area.
"The doctors are checking her out now," he said. "They're pretty sure she has hypothermia."
"What happened at the park?"
Tony told Gibbs what had happened.
"So Chris is dead?" Gibbs said.
"Yeah. The crew got him out of the water fairly quickly."
"Family of Ziva David?" a nurse called.
Gibbs pushed Tony forward. "I'll see her later. You go."
The nurse led Tony down a corridor. "The doctors have finished assessing Ziva's condition. They're pretty sure she'll be alright in a few days," she said. "You can see her now, she's awake," she added once they came to Ziva's room.
"Thank you," Tony replied as he walked in alone.
Ziva was staring at the window, and was surprised when Tony said next to her on the bed. "Hi."
"Hi."
Ziva looked at him. "I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"I should have tried harder to explain to you about Chris. I just didn't like the way things ended between us. That's all. I don't love him. I love you."
Tony smiled slightly. "It's alright. You've had a lot on your mind recently."
"Is-"
"Kemuel is still at Mossad Headquarters. He said he will stay there until the end of the week, and wants to know if you are alright. He also asked me to tell you that he is sorry."
"For what?"
"For everything."
Ziva sighed. "That would have been a very hard thing for him to do."
"Yeah."
They were silent again, but Ziva could tell Tony had something on his mind.
"I didn't tell you about Ari because it isn't something I am particularly proud of."
"It's okay."
"Hey Tony?"
"Yeah?"
Ziva looked at him again. "We should get married sooner."
Tony grinned. "How much sooner?"
"Soon after I get out of here."
Tony considered. "Sounds perfect."
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