Ziva being alive was a major and soul crushing bomb shell. A twist that was supposed to be excellent news was instead met with more heartbreak. Ziva was alive but she would never get to know her daughter. She had literally slept through her child's entire life. How the hell was she supposed to get through that? How would Tony get through this? Tony had wanted Ziva back for so long but that was before Tali died. It was painfully rare for a relationship to survive the loss of a child and things between Tony and Ziva were complicated anyway. Even more given that Ziva had been in a two and a half year long coma. Gibbs knew that he had to get to his agents side. He also knew that he could not just ditch Tony at a time like this. He had no idea how Ziva would be after her ordeal. So he couldn't send anyone else. That meant leaving Tony in the care of the team until he could return. Hopefully with a healthy and forgiving Ziva in toe...
Tony shifted nervously in his seat. He hated the group therapy sessions most of all. He was not a fan of expressing emotions around other people. It was hard enough to open up to the people he had worked with for so many years and now here he sat. In the center of a circle of other lost souls, trying his hardest to make himself invisible.
"Would you like to say something, Mr. DiNozzo?" Dr. Baldwin asked.
"What the hell can I say?! I miss Tali and everything has been terrible since she died!" Tony cried.
"While I have never lost a child. I am here to deal with my PTSD from the Iraq war. I have to say Tony that you are showing clear signs of the disorder." A man named Max commented.
"I don't want to hear it! I don't have PTSD! You have been haunted for a long time! I just lost my daughter a few days ago! Give me some time before you go diagnosing me!" Tony snapped.
"Mr. DiNozzo gain control." Dr. Baldwin insisted.
"My child is dead! Stop trying to make me calm!" Tony snapped.
"Mr. DiNozzo" Dr. Baldwin warned.
"No! I am done!" Tony snapped.
Gibbs had called an emergency meeting at his house. McGee, Abby, Bishop, Ducky, and Palmer stood in the living room as he frantically packed his bags together. He had booked an emergency flight to Tel-Aviv, that would depart at nine that evening. He tossed together clothes and supplies to get him through the next few days into one bag and a few of Tali's things into another. He balanced his passport and other information on top of his rolling suitcase.
"What's going on, Boss?" McGee asked.
"An emergency came up in Israel. I am flying out late tonight and will be back in a few days. I will tell you more later on." Gibbs explained.
"Israel? What's happening in Israel?" Abby asked.
"Like I said I will explain later." Gibbs replied, harshly.
"Alright" Bishop replied.
"So we are in understanding?" Gibbs asked.
"Yes" Everybody replied in unison.
"Good now I have a favor to ask of you. All of you." Gibbs said.
"Of course boss, anything." McGee replied.
"I am going to be gone at least five days and Tony is coming home probably tomorrow. I need you guys to take care of DiNozzo for me." Gibbs explained.
"Ed is taking Tori to see his sister in Dallas for a few days. So he can stay with Breena and me. We don't have the experience you have but we can give Tony our undivided attention." Jimmy offered.
"Great and I will be a phone call away if you need anything." Gibbs replied.
"On second thought Breena needs some down time. She is exhausted." Jimmy remarked.
"Anthony, can stay with me. I have an extra room and my psychology training could prove beneficial to him." Ducky said.
"Great" Gibbs replied.
Ziva sat alone in her hospital room. Trying her best to process everything she had just learned. The last thing she remembered was baby shopping with her cousin Ruth. They had just learned that the baby was a girl. A girl she would be naming Tali, after her late sister. She had planned to call Tony and tell him the news that night. Then the next thing she knew she had woken up in a hospital bed. She had thought that just a few hours had gone by, but then she saw her flat stomach. That's when she was told that she had collapsed from preeclampsia and had been comatose for two years now. She asked to see her baby but they wouldn't tell her anything. She knew right away that Tali was dead. She would never get to hold her daughter and Tony didn't even know that they had a child. So he couldn't even come to Israel and mourn with her. She wondered if he had moved on. What if he had kids with another woman? He wouldn't want to grieve the dead baby of his ex. What if he wasn't even alive? Being an agent was dangerous and Tony was well Tony. He couldn't seem to walk to his mailbox without getting into some sort of trouble.
Jimmy stood alone in Victoria's empty room. He wished that he had the courage to tell the truth. To admit that Ed did not take Tori to give them a vacation, but because Breena did not feel comfortable with him being around Victoria. He was too crazy to be around his daughter. A new feeling of terror washed over him. What if the plane went down? What if his fear was the very thing that cost him his daughter. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't move, he felt hot all over and his body was trembling. He felt nauseous and he could barely breathe. His heart felt as if it was going to beat out of his chest. He was so dizzy that he could barely stand and the room was racing around him. Bile raised in his throat and his knees went weak. The bile rose up into his mouth, just as his knees gave out, causing him to come crashing to the floor.
"Breena!" Jimmy called, as he fell.
A/N: How will Ziva take the news that Tali died? Especially knowing that she died in Tony's care? New chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.
