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She came and sat next to him on the couch. Close enough so that their thighs were touching.

"What would you like to talk about?" Ziva asked quietly.

"I don't know. How about at the beginning?"

"Phone sex? That was a long time ago, Tony." She let out a small laugh.

Tony smiled. "How about we start beginning with this past week."

"Ok. I was scared. Scared that you would not make it, Tony. More scared than I have been before." Ziva let a few tears fall down her face. Tony placed one hand in hers and the other gently on her cheek, wiping the tears from her face.

"When I saw you bleeding, I tried to stop it. I rode with you to the hospital. And then you went into surgery for hours. And the nurses would not tell me anything. I was not sure you were still alive…"

"But I am, I'm here."

"I know, now. But I do not know what I would do without you, Tony."

"Don't think that way, Ziva. I'm here, alive." He squeezed her hand as she continued to let silent tears falls.

"Then you were in a coma for a couple days. I stayed with you, you know. Every moment that I could. Gibbs made me go home one night. I slept for about an hour before I had a nightmare that you were dead. I woke up crying and could not sleep after that."

"I'm so sorry, Zi."

"For what? It is my fault. I knew something was off at that house. We should have called Gibbs and waited for back up. Then you might not have been shot at."

"Ziva David, none of this is your fault. Understand? You are the one that saved me. When I was in a coma, I could sometimes hear your voice. It helped me. It made me want to wake up as fast as my body would let me."

There was a moment of comfortable silence while they simply stared into each other's eyes.

Tony broke the silence. "Did you mean it?"

"Mean what?"

"When you said you loved me. Did you mean it? Or were you just scared?"

"I would not have said it if I did not mean it, Tony. Yes, I love you….do you love me?"

Tony grabbed her face and pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was soft, but full of passion; full of love.

"Yes, Ziva. So much. I love you so, so very much." He continued to press soft kisses into her skin and on her lips.

"What about Gibbs? You talked to him?"

"Yes. He told me that some rules trump others and in this case Rule #8 trumps Rule #12."

"Never take anything for granted."

"Exactly. I am tied of pretending that this is nothing." She leaned in and kissed him once again.

"So what do we do now?"

"What do you want to do, Tony?"

"We could move this to the bedroom." He had a big grin on his face.

"As much as I would love that right now, and I would really, really love that, but you are in no condition for that." Ziva said as she pointed out the bandage across his chest.

"Oh, yea. I almost forgot." Tony was disappointed.

"I have an idea. How about I help you change that bandage and then we can watch that Salt you were talking about, yes?"

"You have it?!" Tony perked up!

"I may have rented it."

Tony placed a quick kiss on her lips and quickly took off his shirt. Ziva smiled and laughed.

"What? Like what you see, Ziva?"

She placed a small kiss to his chest, above the bandage. "Yes."

After his bandage was changed, he quickly changed into a new shirt and some pajama pants, took his pain medications and joined Ziva who was already on the couch. He sat right up next to her. She had already put the movie in and as she pushed play, she placed her head on the good side of his chest. He kissed her once again, placed his hand around her pulling her even closer and got comfortable.

"Ready to be amazed?" She just laughed at him.

About halfway through the movie Tony had fallen asleep. Ziva giggled and pressed her lips to his cheek and whispered, "I love you, Tony." She rested her head back on his chest as he whispered back, "I love you too, Ziva." She closed her eyes and fell asleep, sleeping peacefully through the night for the first time in days.

END.