They both sat in their beds. Silently. Their minds stuck two things. Each other and Bodnar. They knew before things could go any further, they had to get Bodnar first. Tony knew damn well that Ziva wasn't going to let anything get in her way before she gets to him first. There were a group people who wanted Bodnar dead. The director, Ziva, Gibbs, Orli (Mossad) and Tony. He was hoping that maybe Ziva would let him handle Bodnar but he knew that that probably wouldn't happen. He wanted to make him suffer. Make him suffer for hurting Ziva. Killing her father, destroying his car, breaking his nose, killing the directors mother. He hated Bodnar more than he hated Eli for sending Ziva to Africa. Well not really, but he still hated him.

Gibbs had separated them. That annoyed them. They wanted to be together and Gibbs wouldn't let them. Ziva was sure that when Tony was able to get out of bed he was going to give him a piece of his mind. Ziva smiled at the thought.

"Dinner." Gibbs put a plate of steak and a glass water on her bedside and left to give Tony his dinner. Ziva stared at the heap of meat. She didn't feel hungry. She didn't even think she could keep it down. She didn't eat it. She gave it a disgusted look. But then she told herself to stop being a baby and she forced herself to eat it. She ate slowly. Thinking and eating. She thought the food was pretty good. Better than the baby food the the hospital provided. Then she heard Ducky scolding Gibbs about the steak.

"Jethro! What are you doing?!"

"What? I'm providing dinner."

"A cow doused in bourbon?"

"Yeah. I eat it all the time. Fresh from the fireplace. A Gibbs family recipe."

Ducky shook his head and ran off to grab some fruit and off to Tony's room.

He snatched the steak off Tony and put the banana in front of him as an alternative.

"Hey! My steak! Give it back!" He demanded.

"Sorry Anthony. But I cannot do that. You are not ready to handle a steak." He said quickly and hurried off to Ziva to take her steak too.

She chortled when she heard Tony yell and to her surprise, it didn't hurt so much to laugh anymore. And then Ducky came running up to Ziva to snatch the steak off her and also put a banana in front of her too. Her jaw hung wide open and she frowned.

"Do not frown at me. It's for your own good."

"As long as it's kosher, I can handle it. Now give it back." She insisted.

"Somehow I doubt that. Now eat your banana."

"But-"

Ducky gave her an intimidating glare that made her shut up.

"Jethro and I will be going to the shops to buy some food that you two can handle. I need to shoe Jethro what kinds of foods you are able to eat." He sighed.

"I will ask dear Timothy to come here to protect you." He left to tell Tony.

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Tony's eyes lit up. That was his chance. His chance to go see Ziva.

Ohhh. Can't wait to see McGullible get stonked while me and Ziva catch up with each other...