Jimmy could not recall the last time he had been so excited. Today was Lizzie's last chemo session. She was cancer free. After today she would have check-ups once a month and her port would be removed in two months or so. Eventually her checks would go from monthly to every three months and then six months and eventually once a year. Even if she reached the five year mark she would still have to have yearly check ups and have her healthy closely monitor but the doctors were confident that she would remain cancer free for the rest of her life. Jimmy walked into his daughter's room and found her sitting up in bed playing with her dolls.
"Are you ready to go Lizzie?" Jimmy asked.
"Is this really the last one?" Lizzie questioned.
"So long as you stay healthy." Jimmy replied.
"Yes!" Lizzie cried.
"Do you know what Saturday is?" Jimmy asked.
"My party!" Lizzie cried.
"Yes, your end of chemo party." Jimmy replied.
"Will mommy be there?" Lizzie asked.
"I hope so." Jimmy replied.
"Me too, Lizzie bear. Now let's get to the hospital." Jimmy replied.
Jimmy pulled up to the hospital and picked Lizzie up out of the backseat. He was so glad that his daughter had beat the cancer and he wouldn't have had to come back to his place. The pediatric oncology ward was the worst place in the world and the main reason Jimmy had decided to stick with working with already dead patients. He had gotten what he wanted, his daughter was healthy and he wouldn't have to come back to this place. Lizzie's check-ups would be at Dr. Brown's office in the smaller offices at the front of the hospital. As happy as he was that Lizzie had beat cancer. His heart broke for the children and adults who did not or in Tony's case were fighting a losing battle. He was amazed at how long Tony was holding on but his body was still giving out. Jimmy tried to push his pain over losing Tony out of his mind. Lizzie had beaten her cancer and when Tony died he would be cancer free too.
"We are so happy for you Lizzie!" Nurse Miller cried as Jimmy and Lizzie entered the ward.
"Daddy and me are happy too." Lizzie replied.
"I bet you are ecstatic." Nurse Miller told Jimmy.
"I am thrilled." Jimmy agreed.
"is mommy happy too?" Lizzie asked.
"Yes she is Lizzie and she will be home soon." Jimmy replied.
"Good, I miss her." Lizzie replied.
Jimmy hated to leave Lizzie after her last session but while he was sitting with her, he got a call from Gibbs. Tony had spiked a high fever and they didn't think it would be long now. So he called Cecilia on the way home from the hospital and asked her to come and sit with Lizzie while he went to say his final goodbye.
"I am sorry about your friend." Cecilia said as she walked through the front door.
"Thanks we have known for a long time but it's still hard." Jimmy replied.
"How did Lizzie's last chemo go?" Cecilia asked.
"Great, she is doing great and I am so glad this is over." Cecilia replied.
"I am glad that things have improved since my mom died. Bone Marrow Transplants were so new then and most people died. Of course she never lasted that long." Cecilia explained.
"We really are lucky." Jimmy agreed.
"So have you heard from Breena?" Cecilia asked.
"About a week ago." Jimmy reply.
"She say anything about coming home?" Cecilia asked.
"Supposedly she is coming back this weekend." Jimmy replied.
"Hopefully she will come back. Of course it would be better if she had never left." Cecilia replied.
"Is she always like this under a tragedy?" Jimmy asked.
"Oh yeah but at least now she is finally getting help." Cecilia replied.
"Agreed"
Ziva sat on the edge of Tony's hospital bed. She could not believe that he was leaving her. She was only five and a half months pregnant and he was dying. They were having a baby girl. She had hoped for a boy. Who would look like Tony and carry on his name and memory but she didn't mind the fact that her baby was a girl. So long as she carried on her father's name and memory. She was going to be named Antonia Grace David-DiNozzo. The NCIS family had already made a video and written letters to her telling her all she needed to know about her father. Tony had made an appearance in the video and written her a short letter but he was too weak to do much. When Tony first came home under hospice care but continued to fight. She had so hoped that he would prove everybody wrong and beat the illness. Unfortunately that was not the case. He had woken up that morning with a high fever. After not being awake for three solid days and not going to the bathroom for a day and a half. Ziva had no idea what she would do without him. Gibbs had made the calls and people had been coming all day to say their final goodbyes. Gibbs came into the room and sat down beside her.
"How is he, Ziver?" Gibbs asked.
"Oh Gibbs! I think he may be gone!" Ziva cried.
"What makes you think so?" Gibbs asked.
"I was with him and he made this weird noise and now I think he is gone." Ziva explained.
"Let me see." Gibbs replied.
"I am sorry Ziver but you are right." Gibbs replied.
"Oh Gibbs! What are we going to do?!" Ziva cried.
"We keep going." Gibbs replied.
"I can't!" Ziva cried.
"You have to Ziver. It's hard but you have to. I will be by your side through it all." Gibbs assured.
"I loved him!" Ziva cried.
"I know you did, Ziver. I loved him like a son and if it weren't for you and little Antonia I would be feeling the same way as you." Gibbs explained.
"Antonia, I will fight for her." Ziva replied.
"And I will be beside you while you do." Gibbs vowed.
A/N: Next chapter will be the last and will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.