I'M RIGHT HERE, BABY
Tony was talking to one of Ziva's nurses now, while Ziva continued to rest peacefully. He just wanted to know of the progression she was having during the hours that he wasn't able to be there with her. The nurse said that she would notice Ziva moving from time to time and here eyes would open momentarily, she would also say words throughout the day, some words that weren't even from the english language.
Tony had told them that Ziva was Israeli and also fluent in several other languages so that wasto be expected. They had assured Tony that these were all good signs for Ziva's and that he just had to continue to be patient, a long with all of her other loved ones. Also that things like he did the other day would not be exceptable. He felt ashamed for his behavior and promised them that if he felt like he was going to lose it again, he would leave the hospital.
Tony had once again, sat next to Ziva, wanting to pull her into another hug but he didn't honestly know what she was feeling at the time and he didn't want to do anything that would disrupt her healing so instead, he found himself singing lyrics to her.
Come with me my love
To the sea, the sea of love
I want to tell you
How much I love you
He continued to hold Ziva's hand, deep in singing, not realizing at first that Ziva had suddenly squeezed his hand back.
Do you remember when we met
That's the day I knew you were my pet
I want to tell you
How much I love you
Tony had started wondering when this song even entered his mind when he suddenly remembered about 4 years back when him and Ziva were having an argument about Tony being jealous of Ziva and a relationship she was having with one of the possible suspects during a case. He just smiled at that when he looked down and realized that without even holding on, Ziva's hand remained tightly in his.
"Ziva, could you hear that, Sweetie? Can you hear this?" His lips started to tremble when he saw expressions on Ziva's face. Expressions that he had not seen before today. He squeezed her hand tightly again but this time with both of his hands. Her eyes were shaking violently now and her hand was still squeezing Tony's. "You're waking up, Ziva." Overwhelmed at what he was seeing. "You're coming back to me." His voice shook in soo much emotion and he wanted nothing more than to reach out and grab her but he just let her take her time.
"I'm right here, Baby." Suddenly feeling like he had all the time and strength in the world for this women now. She started moving her head back and forth, just like she did the last time she woke up for him but it was a different kind of feeling now. Ziva was waking up and this time, it would be for good. "Ton-" She was trying so hard to get the words out but Tony just put one of his hands on her forehead for a few moments before pressing Ziva's call button. "It's ok, Sweetheart. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." Continuing to press her call button, almost violently.
One of the nurses rushed in to see what they needed when Tony quickly spoke up. "She's waking up. Look, she's-" Not able to say much more. The nurse walked over to see for herself and saw Ziva's tired eyes struggling to open. She looked over to see Ziva holding onto Tony's hand for dear life and the nurses eyes got huge. "Yes, it seems she is." She couldn't believe what she was witnessing right in front of her.
"Oh, thank god." Tony didn't hold back his emotions anymore. He just fell to his knee's so he could be closer to Ziva without disrupting the nurse trying to look her over. Ziva slowly but peacefully looked over at the man sitting next him and she weakly smiled at him. "Hi, Baby. My beautiful, sweet, angel. Where have you been, hu?" The emotions in Tony's voice got the nurse to tear up now. She knew how long he had waited for this to happen. "It doesn't really matter anymore because you're here now. You're here." Running Ziva's hand across his face, as she made more of an effort to feel the skin there.
Her touch was amazing. Her and her touch alone, brought life back to him and he didn't ever want to let go of this precious feeling. "Oh, god. Thank you, God." Is all he kept on saying and Ziva's eyes struggled to say open, Tony took comfort in knowing that she wasn't leaving him again, just resting after all she had been through.