Here is a talk between two friends. Well, more like a monologue of a friend trying to talk her friend back to life. Some of the team members are broken, others have to stay strong and be their anchor. Funny thing is, the strongest soldiers are never the ones you would expect to be.
She gently knocked on the door, though she knew nobody was inside except for Tony. He had been left alone a few minutes so that the nurse would change his bandage. Gibbs had left the room with Ducky, who had prescribed him at least five hours of sleep, he was exhausted. When she had seen him she hugged him tightly. He obviously had cried, and if Gibbs cries you should cry too. Gibbs had told her how was Tony, and she had insisted on seeing him, alone. Gibbs was reluctant to the idea, but she needed some time with him. She hadn't seen him for a while now.
Gibbs had given her a pretty thorough description of the tubes and machineries that surrounded their common friend, so she wasn't that surprised when she saw him. However, she could feel the emptiness of his soul and tears began to run down her cheeks. She came closer to have a good look at him and sat on the chair which previously belonged to Gibbs. She reached for his hand and gently caressed it.
"Hey Tony" she whispered in a soft voice "it's Abby."
Somehow, in Abby's magical world she had thought this would make him suddenly wake up, look at her and say "Hey Abbs! What's up beautiful?" like he always did. But he kept laying there, his chest going up and down as if she wasn't there.
"Your nurse, Rosita, she told me you might be able to hear me." she continued. "This is why I came to see you."
She looked at the tube coming out of Tony's mouth, and got scared for a couple of seconds. But she soon found back her composure.
"I hum… I came to tell you to fight. Fight Tony, because we really miss you."
She rubbed her eyes as tears threatened to escape from them.
"I… We have lost Kate, three years ago we thought we had lost Ziva… You know I can't bear the thought of seeing you leave in the morning not knowing if you'll ever be back. I hate it. It's the third thing I hate the most after: one, vegetarians who however eat chicken and two, mixing up the evidence."
Abby was still Abby, even during hard times. She had her priorities. She smiled a bit at that thought, and whished Tony had smiled too.
"The point is, Tony" she said "we need you here. Please come back. You have no idea how the family is right now."
She paused just to see if her friend would give her a sign of life, but still nothing. She sighed.
"Gibbs is…emotional. Can you picture Gibbs emotional? Too bad, I guess you'll just have to see him by yourself whenever you wake up."
She ran a hand through his hair. It was a mess; he would hate it that way.
"Ducky's taking care of him right now. The duckman's a rock, but I can see in his eyes he's worrying about you, I saw him talk to the hot surgeon who operated on you." She added.
"McGee is frustrated. He just came back from Florida a few hours ago. I guess he won't be spending his week at the beach with 'Delilah' after all." she said with a point of bitterness on the girl's name, smirking slightly. She was pretty jealous, and had no shame to cover it in front of Tony.
"Anyway" she continued "he feels really guilty about leaving you alone yesterday night. He keeps mumbling about all the things he could have done to prevent this. But I know you, and the kind of trouble you get involved in every time. There's clearly no way he could have helped it, right?"
She wasn't really expecting an answer on that one.
"He's with Ziva now, waiting to see you. And Ziva…"
Her face became dead serious all of a sudden.
"She's a wreck, Tony. She's put up her crazy ninja mossad assassin face and she wouldn't talk to me or McGee. She sometimes nods at Gibbs but that's it. Her eyes are all red and full of tears, and these are no tears of joy. It's really painful to see her like this, I have never seen her crying. But now she's not crying anymore, she's just sitting silently, staring into nothingness. It's really creepy, you know."
She looked at Tony's eyelids for a second, she thought they had slightly moved, but they were in semi-obscurity and couldn't really tell.
"She needs you Tony. If Gibbs, McGee, Ducky and I are not enough, at least come back for Ziva. She'll never get over it if you were to… You know"
Her voice broke in a quiet sob. She gently squeezed his hand and wiped off her tears.
"And I couldn't get over it either. I miss you, Tony, I really do. I need someone to talk to when I can't stand McGee with other women, I need your mandatory movie nights where you manage to gather all of the family in the office and make us have a kick-ass time. I need you as the older brother you are to me, Tony…"
She stood up and let his hand go. Deep down she knew he had heard every word. He had in fact heard everything, and it hurt him that he was making the team suffer. He wanted to get up, hug Abby and tell her he was going to be fine soon, and that they'd have many more movie nights to share. He wanted to tell her she was the kid sister she'd never had and that it was going to be just fine. But he couldn't, because his damn body wouldn't work properly.
She walked to the door, and as she was to open it she turned around.
"I'm having the nuns pray for you, Tony. You'll be back soon, I know."
"That's very thoughtful of you Abbs, thank you." He wanted to say and grin at her. But he couldn't. He couldn't do a damn thing, he was just stuck in that broken body. But he knew he was going to do everything and anything to get back. He wished he could have smiled when the most famous catchphrase of the Terminator movies popped into his mind: "I'll be back".
A/N: I had written it in Ziva's point of view, but then I took into account your reviews and decided to change it. I had to rewrite it entirely so that's why it took me so long. Sorry about that. Additionally I am writing another fanfic in Italian (a tiva fanfic) so I put this one on the backburner for a day. Now I'm getting back to it and it is ON! Newt chapter coming up this afternoon. What to expect? A talk between McGee and Ziva, 'cause a friend in need is a friend indeed.