Baby AJ and Ziva were released from the hospital two days later. Elijah had greatly improved but was still having trouble maintaining his oxygen levels. He'd had a strong night and a great day before that. His oxygen only dropped in the later hours of the night. The family and doctors were quietly hoping that he had finally turned the corner and would be home with his parents and siblings soon. For now they were just glad to have AJ well enough to come home and Ziva was beyond relieved to be out of the hospital.

"I didn't think they would ever let me go home." Ziva commented as Tony rolled her out down the hallway.

"It was only two days and at least Anthony and you can come home together." Tony explained.

"That is true but it got so boring and exhausting actually." Ziva replied.

"Well you are going home now." Tony reminded.

"Thank God, though I do feel bad." Ziva admitted.

"Why?" Tony asked.

"Because Elijah can't come home with us. I am glad that me and AJ are going home and that is wrong. Elijah is still sick." Ziva explained.

"It is fine to be glad to going home. Lord knows I am glad to have you home. The kids don't listen to me the way they do you." Tony explained.

"Because you let them get away with murder." Ziva reminded.

"Jumping on the bed and eating ice cream after bed time is not the same as murder." Tony laughed.

"Alright but you are handing the emergency room visits for broken bones and the two in the morning tummy aches." Ziva reminded.

"I know" Tony sighed.

"Good now what were you saying about Elijah?" Ziva asked.

"It is OK to be glad that you and AJ are going home. That has nothing to do with Elijah. We should not feel bad that he is still here. He is recovering well and he is staying so that he can get the help that he needs." Tony explained.

"I just want our family to be together." Ziva whispered.

"And we will be before you know it." Tony promised.

Even though they had their fair share of worries. The DiNozzo's had gotten pretty lucky when it came to Elijah's health. They had their frustrations and low moments, but seeing the babies around him really put things in perspective. Seeing babies so small and fragile they looked more alien then human. Seeing babies who had been there for months and wouldn't being going home anytime soon. What was worse were the ones who never would. Elijah's third day of life was by far his best. He was maintaining his oxygen and had taken his first bottle. The little boy beside him was not so lucky. His heart gave out just as his parents were getting ready to leave for dinner. Tony was the one who grabbed the boy's mother when she fainted. Ziva was holding Elijah in the moment. She held her son close to her heart and began to heavily sob. She knew the pain of losing a child but she could not imagine what these parents must be going through. That was the topic of conversation in the DiNozzo household that night. The older kids were all in bed but AJ was screaming his little head off. Tony and Ziva were frustrated but haunted by what they had witnessed.

"I just don't get it. He was fine. He was bigger than Elijah and he seemed so healthy. Why did he die? They were going to bring him home? Why did he die?" Ziva questioned.

"I heard the mom say he had a bad heart. It's called CHD and it's pretty common. There was a long list of problems but his heart had stopped growing. I can't remember the name but there was no real hope. He just got too big." Tony explained.

"Can that just happen? I mean could our boys be healthy and then just not?" Ziva asked.

"It's pretty rare and our boy's hearts are great." Tony assured.

"Now but remember that boy Marley knew? He was healthy and then he collapsed during a game and that was his heart." Ziva recalled.

"I don't know Ziva." Tony replied, he was too tired to think about everything that can go wrong. Because a lot can go wrong." Tony explained.

"Exactly! How can you be tired now!?" Ziva demanded.

"Because I haven't slept in four days." Tony yawned.

"Tony DiNozzo! You are an insensitive and careless bastard! I hate you!" Ziva snapped.

"Ziva I am just tired. I am sorry." Tony apologized.

"Oh you always find an excuse!" Ziva spat, scooping up AJ and storming from the room.

The DiNozzo children had their own fears. Not so much with Lily, she was only four and didn't quite grasp how serious things were. Marley and Charlie on the other hand were riddled with fears. Charlie feared seeing children on the medical equipment that had kept his older brother alive and that he himself had been dependent on in the days after his accident. Marley was just scared because she knew how much could go wrong. It kept the siblings awake while their parents argued, down the hall.

"I am just saying Elijah could have Cerebral Palsy. I mean AJ could have it too but Elijah didn't have good oxygen and that's a common cause." Marley explained.

"So he'll be in a wheelchair. It could be worse." Charlie replied.

"Sometimes they can't move at all or breathe on their own." Marley explained.

"That is scary" Charlie agreed.

"Besides that he could be in the hospital for a year." Marley explained.

"A year?" Charlie asked.

"My new buddy Mandy was in the hospital for seventeen months when she was born." Marley explained.

"Contentiously?" Charlie asked.

"Yes! Seventeen months, two weeks, and four days without a break. With all her surgeries and illnesses she has spent five years of her life in the hospital." Marley explained.

"Could Elijah really be that sick?" Charlie asked.

"Tony and Ziva say he is doing well but sometimes parents hide the truth to shelter their children. So it's possible." Marley explained

"Man that's scary" Charlie admitted.

A/N: Everybody has their concerns. Hopefully they will actually talk soon. Please review and thanks for reading.