Okay everybody I am kinda disappointed with the amount of reviews I am getting, like for the last chapter I thin I got like one? Well anyway this is going to be the last chapter in the story but a squel will come out. So keep your eyes peeled!

Chapter 29

"Tony," Ziva gently whispered, she gently caressed his hand with her thumb. With her spare hand she reached up and stroked his cheek, being careful to avoid the bandaged wounds which covered the left side of his face.

Tony felt like he was choking, the tube down his throat felt like it was burning.

Ziva could see that he was struggling.

"Do you want it out?" She asked

Tony quickly nodded, "Oka," Ziva replied "On three I need you to cough, one , two, three."

On three Tony violently coughed and Ziva quickly withdrew the pipe and Tony relaxed back down onto the pillows.

"Hey Zi." Tony croaked, his voice hoarse.

"I'm just going to get the doctor." Gibbs said before stepping outside, leaving Tony and Ziva alone.

"How long have I been out?" Tony asked.

"3 days," Ziva replied "Don't ever pull a stunt like that again Anthony DiNozzo!"

"Like What?"

"You took a bullet for me.."

"And I would do it again." He replied never missing a beat.

"Why?" Ziva asked tears streaming down her cheeks, "Why would you do that?"

"Because your worth it." Now Tony raised his hand to and wiped away the tears. Ziva grasped Tony's hand and gently kissed each one of Tony's fingers, her lips gently brushing against the bandaged stump of his little finger.

"I love you." Tony whispered

"I love you too," Ziva said clasping Tony's hand between both of hers "so much."

Dr Benson strode in, closely followed by Gibbs, he was quickly next to Tony's bed shining a light into Tony's hazel eyes.

"Yes Doctor," Tony smirked "My name is Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo and I work with Naval Criminal Investigative Service and the President is Barack Obama."

"Who removed his windpipe?" Dr Benson angrily demanded.

"That was me." Ziva said stepping forward.

"And why would you do that?" Dr Benson demanded.

"Because it was hurting him!" She angrily retorted.

Dr Benson nodded, then turned his attention back to Tony "I still have to ask you to come with me for a MRI scan.

Dr Benson wheeled Tony's bed away heading down the corridor and into a different ward.

Ziva and Gibbs were alone in the room, they stood in silence for a short while before Gibbs finally broke it.

"I've spoken to the SecNav."

"Yeah?" Ziva whispered.

"DiNozzo's burns means that he will never be able to return to field work, but Vance has offered him desk work as an option if he can gain some kind of control over his hands again."

"The breath in Ziva's throat caught, field work meant everything to Tony, it was his life, he loved it. Ziva couldn't imagine Tony without a shoulder holster, a NCIS badge on his belt and a standard issue NCIS baseball cap securely on his head.

"Ziver?" Gibbs gently whispered.

"Yeah." She replied

"It's going to be alright."

"How Gibbs?" She shouted "How is this all going to be alright?"

"It just will be."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Someone has to be." He replied honestly.

"I love him Gibbs." She whispered

"I know." He replied

"Are you angry?"

"Why would I be?"

"Rule 12"

"Never date a co-worker." Gibbs recited back to Ziva

"Gibbs, I love him, and I fully intend to break the rule and I don't care if it means that I loose my job, I am not going to loose him, not again."

"Zi," Gibbs gently whispered "Tony isn't going to be your co-worker anymore he can't remain on the MCRT team."

Ziva hung her head, they were silent for a moment.

"What?" Tony's voice broke the quiet. Both agents whipped around to find Tony sat in a wheelchair being pushed by Dr Benson.

Tony's face was a mess of confusion and betrayal.

"Tony," Ziva whispered she took a step towards him. Dr Benson helped lift Tony into the bed, he then reconnected the IV line.

"What did you mean Gibbs?" Tony asked.

"Tony," Ziva gently whispered stroking his hair gently with her hand "Your injuries mean that you cannot return to a MCRT."

"Oh well," Tony grinned "Guess I am just going to have to accept that job offer in Rota huh?"

Ziva's brow thou roughed, Gibbs then quietly said " Tony, you can never return to field work."

Tony blinked a few times, "Can I come back to NCIS?"

Gibbs nodded slowly "SecNav has agreed that if you gain some control back over your left arm then he will offer you a desk position."

"A desk jockey?" Tony slammed his hand into the bed "17 years in law enforcement and 10 years in NCIS and this is how I get treated, thrown scraps!"

"Shh Tony." Ziva gently mopped his brow, Tony buried his face into Ziva's chest, she wrapped her arms around his head, cradling it.

"I need to go oversee the new investigation." Gibbs said heading towards the exit

"What investigation?" Ziva asked.

"Into Vance's murder." Gibbs replied.

"He's dead?" Tony spluttered.

"Yeah, shot through the head when you two were held captive." With this Gibbs turned and left leaving Tony and Ziva alone.

"Budge over." Ziva whispered climbing onto Tony's bed being careful not to disturb the IV line.

Tony gently lifted his right arm and he pulled Ziva in closer and held to her tightly, scared to ever let her go.

Tony leaned down and slowly started to hum the Israeli nursery rhyme that had helped get through captivity.

Ziva turned her head, capturing Tony's lips with hers, the kiss was slow and romantic, but earth moving, like lava across land, it was earth shifting, mind shattering.

Ziva broke away and closed her eyes.

"I love you." She whispered

"I love you too." He replied "Forever and ever."

"Forever and ever." She whispered back, she then recaptured his lips with hers.

Maybe things could be alright after all.

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