"Ziva. What the hell!" Tony exclaimed.

Ziva just stared at him.

"I am not going back to the hospital." Ziva knew that was NOT going to happen for sure.

"No you're not. But you are going to stay here for the next month.

Ziva's jaw dropped. Ok now that I think about it, escaping was a bad idea.

"Now don't you give me that look." Gibbs frowned.

Ziva's face softened. She knew she was defeated. She regretted escaping very much. Trapped in my apartment for a month? She swore quietly Hebrew. She waited for Gibbs or Tony to say something or leave. Instead Gibbs made a call.

"Hello? Doctor?"

"Yes. Hello Agent Gibbs. Is everything alright?"

"Yes doc. Ziva escaped to her apartment." Gibbs looked at Ziva. "She's ok. She will be staying with Agent DiNozzo and Doctor Mallard will be checking on her regularly. We will call you if something happens. I will also keep a close eye on her."

"Ok Agent Gibbs. That will work. Please tell her I wish her well."

"Ok will do Doc."

"Bye Agent Gibbs." Doctor Lewis hung up.

"Hear that Zeevah. Your going to be staying with Meeh." Tony joked.

"I would rather go through the pneumonia again then stay with you for a month." Ziva rolled her eyes.

Gibbs smiled.

"Can I just stay in my apartment Gibbs?" Ziva asked.

"Nope. Not taking that chance again. You will be staying in DiNozzo's apartment and we will swap over watching you."

Ziva threw her head back and groaned.

"It's not my fault Ziva." Gibbs teased.

Ziva sulked.

"Come on. Going to DiNozzo's." Gibbs ordered quickly.

Ziva opened her mouth to argue.

"No point arguing now. Now lets go."

"Fine." She got out from under her covers.

Gibbs and Tony stared at her for a minute. At any other time she would have asked what they were staring at but she was too tired to do anything. She just stood leaning on the side of her bed waiting for Gibbs to say something.

Ziva was wearing an oversized pair of baggy track pants, white pare of socks with holes on the toes, a very very large sweat shirt that said 'I LOVE PARIS' on it, She very clearly had no bra on, Her hair was like a curly birds nest, her cheeks looked flushed with pink, she looked as tired as ever. The space between both of her eyes were wrinkled indicating she probably had a bad headache. Her left hand was locked on the place where Eli's gun smacked her. She looked like hell.

Tony snorted. Gibbs smacked the back of his head.

"Oww! What was that for?!" He yelled.

"Being an idiot." Gibbs frowned.

Ziva would usually laugh but not this time. She just stared blankly at them.

"Come on lets go." Gibbs and Tony helped her out of her apartment and into Gibbs' car. They drove to Tony's apartment building. They went to his floor and into his apartment. Everything looked intact. Except for one minor difference. Abby was standing there with a bag full of stuff, staring at Ziva with a frowny face.

Crap. Ziva thought to her head. I'm screwed.

"Ziva! What the hell were you thinking?! You're sick and you just got smacked in the head and you just sneak out of the hospital, catch the bus home and pretend you're ok?! You just got pneumonia and then the flu. What happens if your immune system loses the battle of the flu?! Or-or if you get pneumonia again and you need immediate medical attention?! Or-or if you get really really sick? Or-or if we can't stay you because of work and you'll be alone? Did you ever stop to think about those aspects of not having a doctor around?!" Abby rambled loud, quickly and angrily.

Ziva just stood there. She wasn't listening. She was too tired to take in all those words at once. She was also thinking about something else.

"Ziva?" Tony waved a hand in front of her eyes. She didn't react.

"Abby I think she needs to rest." Gibbs suggested.

Abby nodded.

"Ziva! Go to bed. Now!" Abby ordered.

Ziva didn't even flinch.

"Hey Ziva." Gibbs said softly while shaking her gently.

"Ziva!" He yelled and shook her harder.

This time she was startled out of her day nightmare.

"What?" She slurred.

"Lets get you to bed." Gibbs led her to Tony's bed.

"Wait. BOSS! Not my bed! My soft knot free bed! I need to sleep there! I can't sleep on the couch! By back will kill me!" Tony whined.

Abby glared at him and Gibbs ignored him and continued leading Ziva to his bedroom.

"It's ok Tony. She will only be sleeping there for a month." Abby tried to reassure her.

"Hmph." Tony crossed his arms. He slouched down on the couch.

"Here." She handed Tony a bag full of supplies for Ziva.

"What is this?" He had a questioning look at the bag.

"Ziva's stuff. Clothes, shower stuff, toothpaste and brush, comb, lady things and medication. Aspirin and zanamivir. The instructions are on the back." Abby explained.

"Zana what?"

"Its just stuff to help her fight the flu. I picked it up at the chemist."

"Without a prescription?"

"Uh I kinda flexed all my science degrees on them..." She explained shyly.

"Ahh. Got it." He took the bag and placed it on the coffee table.

Gibbs emerged out of Tony's room with a smile on his face.

"She's tired and sound asleep. Snoring."

Tony and Abby choked back a laugh.

"DiNozzo. I want you to watch her like a hawk and protect her ass. ok?"

"Scouts honor."

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