Everyone, I'm so sorry it's taken me so long to update my fanfics. My parents took away my internet connection for 5 months because I failed geography last year and got suspended due to woodwork. Apparently, attacking your woodwork teacher's woodwork job with a hammer and throwing it out of the second story window ISN'T allowed at my school….but anyways, here ya go!

Also, I guess Ziny-Dinozzo was sorta right.

Jayla was standing on the street, pretending to read an Italian magazine. Over the top of Grazie*, she saw Canon and his girlfriend run out of the restaurant and into a waiting Porsche.

She stood up, taking out her weapon while running towards the restaurant. She opened the door and stepped into the restaurant. The door slammed shut. The bomb went off. And the darkness went away.

"She's awake!"

"Someone call a doctor."

"Get back in bed, Ziva. You too, Tony!"

Jayla nearly screamed in agony. The pain was too much for her. She rolled on her side, only to be violently ill over Bryce's shoes. His face screwed up in disgust. A doctor and 2 nurses ran into the room.

"It's ok, love. It's ok." said one of the nurses, helping her back into a comfortable position. The other nurse was pushing everyone else out of the way while the doctor checked on Jay.

"It hurts!" she gasped, cramming as much air into her lungs a possible. The doctor injected some type of pain relief drug into her system until she began to calm down. She closed her eyes and relaxed, resting her head on the pillow gently.

"You must rest and eat a bit. Do you understand, Miss Kesington? You are to get up under no circumstances." The doctor's voice was stern, but his eyes were filled with sympathy.

"What happened" she whispered to the doctor, her throat sore. He just looked at her carefully, evaluating whether or not to tell her.

"I can't tell you what has happened just yet, only that you are one of the luckier victims of a bombing."

"Luckier?" she asked slowly. How many people had been injured…..or worse?

"4 dead, 15 others hospitalized." Said Avraham. Jay felt tears well up in her eyes. Four dead? That was four too many.

The doctor sighed. If she was upset about strangers dying, then she wasn't going to take the other news well.

"I also need to speak to you in private, Miss Kesington." He said seriously. Tony had heard the doctor's tone.

"Come on," said Tony in his best Bugs Bunny voice, "What's up, Doc? You can trust me!" Ziva elbowed him in the stomach.

"Hey! Ziva just elbowed my stomach!" cried Tony, very loudly.

"Hey! Tony just stomached my elbow!" cried Ziva, just as loud as Tony. The entire room burst out laughing, excluding the doctor. He was still surveying Jayla with his deep brown eyes. She was slightly disturbed to see no gold ring on his left hand.

"Would you like your own room, Miss Kesington?" asked one of the nurses, arranging the bedspread around her gently.

"Yes please. But it must be close to here." She said anxiously. "I don't want to have to walk all the way from the other side of the hospital just to visit my friends."

"How about the room next door?" asked the doctor. "The patient in there is being moved to a ward."

"That sounds perfect."

*********************after Jay is settled in a new room***********************

The doctor kneeled next to Jayla as she leaned back on her pillows, silently observing her new room. The doctor has requested that he have 5 minutes alone with her before the others visited her in her new room.

"Miss Kesington, I'm afraid I have some news for you." Jay sat up immediately. There was no emotion on the doctor's face, yet something in voice gave away it was bad news. She motioned for the doctor to continue.

"You are pregnant."

Dum de Dum Dum DDUUMM!!!!!

* Whose stupid idea was it to name a magazine thankyou? 'Cause that's what grazie means in Italian, Latin and more than a few other languages. Seriously. Call it Waffles. NOW REVIEW PEOPLES!!Come on, REVIEW PLEASE!