Gibbs couldn't have run out of the elevator faster, Jenny hot on his trail as he ran over, shoving Ziva out of the way and bending down in front of DiNozzo. He placed a hand on his forehead, "You're hot."

Tony smiled, a little too forced, Ziva noted. He was obviously trying to get his boss to believe that he was okay, "Thanks boss, I know, but I'm not gay, okay?"

Ziva tried to bite back a laugh, and instead just exchanged a small smile with Jenny. Gibbs reached his hand up to smack Tony on the back of the head, but Jenny stopped him, "Jethro," Her voice was firm. His hand froze in mid-slap, just inches from his hair, "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Jethro sighed and then dropped his hand back to his side.

"Jen, go get Ducky." She nodded and then headed out of the Abby's lab, just as Abby came clanking in, a fast food bag in her hand.

"Here we go, Tony! A large water and a hamburger!" Abby said, smiling, and proudly displaying the 'McDonald's bag' in front of him. Tony noticed the name and realized that that was one of the few 'Mc' nicknames that he hadn't given Tim. He would have to remember that for next time. Ziva, on the other hand, was absolutely outraged at Abby's choice in food. The burger would only make him sick to his stomach, with all the grease and fat, and everyone knew that that was probably one of the worst things for him right now, in his state. She huffed and stormed over to Abby, snatching the bag out of her hands.

"Hey!" She protested.

"Yeah, hey!" Tony said, and she put her hands on her hips.

"Abby, I told you to get him food!"

She smiled, "Ziva, a hamburger is food."

"Yeah, Zee-vah! Gimme, gimme, gimme," Tony said, stretching his hands out like a kid at a toy store. Ziva sighed, rolled her eyes, and then handed him the hamburger out of the paper bag. He grabbed it, liking his lips as he nearly ripped off the wrapper. He took a huge bite of it, "Wawer." Tony mumbled, his mouth full of food. Ziva handed him the water bottle, which she was perfectly all right with him having, and he drowned half of it, "I feel better already, can I go now, boss?" He asked, taking another bite of the burger and standing up.

"No! Sit your ass down, DiNozzo!" Gibbs yelled, causing Tony to immediately sit down in the seat. He shared a look with Ziva, who arched her eyebrows. She knew what had just happened. Tony hadn't heard a word that Gibbs had said, for his world had just slipped him for a little bit. He decided not to tell his boss about the little dizzy spell that had flashed over him as he stood up.

"Is he going to be okay, Gibbs?" Abby asked, and he examined his senior field agent.

"I hope so. Pupils are dilated though. And he threw up blood," Gibbs turned to Ziva just as Ducky came into the room, Jen following. She shot Ziva a sympathetic look, and she gave her a sad smile back. Gibbs noticed this, but decided to leave it 'unseen', as Ducky started asking him questions to Tony and about him to Gibbs.

Ziva thought she was going to be okay, she really thought she was. Tony was acting normally, besides his pupils, and the slouching manner he took in his seat. But when Tony 'returned' the burger and water he just drowned, and donated a little more blood to Abby's lab, she couldn't take it anymore, "I'm sorry, Ziva…" were the first words out of his mouth, but she just backed up, into the corner in Abby's lab. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and she had never felt this way before. Jenny walked over to her and pulled her into a hug.

"Come on, Ziva. Let's go upstairs," She whispered into Ziva's hair, and she nodded, not wanting to say anything else. Gibbs watched them exit the lab, and sighed as he turned back to Tony and Ducky.

"Jenny, we need to find her. We need to find this 'Amy Sloane' as soon as possible. Before Tony's body decides to…do other…unpleasant things to itself because of the depravation of life needs. And since he did this because of me…since he starved himself because of me, since he dehydrated himself because of me, and since he had sleep-deprivation because of me, I believe that I need to find this girl and bring her down. I need to do this, Jen. And I do not want anyone to stop me."

"Ziva," She said, quietly as they stepped out of the elevator and started walking past MTAC, "I know how much you care about Tony, but this isn't the time to start playing the superhero now. Nothing is your fault, Ziva. Nothing. Do you understand me?"

They stopped in front of the door to Jenny's office, and Ziva looked down at the ground, "No, Jen. I am sorry, but I do not."

"Excuse me, Officer David?" Jenny asked, crossing her arms.

"I will deal with her alone, Jen."

"I can't let you do that. That is against NCIS policy, Officer David." Jen was annoyed, but Ziva didn't stop. she just kept going, like she hadn't said anything, like she hadn't meant anything to her. The only thing that happened was that Ziva's eyes got dark, and her glare got more intense.

"I will find her. I will deal with her. I will make her pay for what she has done. To me, to Tony, to this agency, to her boyfriend, to the other men that died because of her. And when she returns to NCIS, when you see her again, she will be down on a slab in Autopsy…dead." Jenny didn't know what to say, but Ziva had made her decision. She reached for her right belt and ripped off her badge, shoving it into Jenny's hand, "Shalom, Jen." She said, and then walked away, with looking back."

Jenny wanted to run after her, to stop her from doing this, but she knew that she couldn't. Her legs wouldn't move, no matter how hard she tried. Her mouth wouldn't move; she couldn't call after her. But, she wasn't worried about Ziva. She was a trained Mossad assassin, and one of her best friends. She knew that Ziva knew what she was doing, and that she would be safe doing it, but she couldn't help but feel a little pang in her heart for how Tony, the one that had been deprived of the necessities of life in the past few days, would feel when he found out. She had to tell Gibbs, though, and she couldn't really picture how this one would go down.

She sighed and pulled the keys out of her pocket, unlocking the door and stepping into her office. She flicked on the lights and then locked the door behind her, in case Jethro decided to come upstairs. She didn't want to see him. She didn't want to talk to him, but she needed to tell him about Ziva. She walked over to her desk and returned her Sig and badge into the drawer. She wiped the dirt off of Ziva's gold badge and then picked up her desk phone, punching in Gibbs number.

The phone rang once, and then he picked up, "Jen?"

"Jethro…we….we have a problem."

"What kind of problem, Jen? I'm already dealing with DiNozzo. Looks like he's given himself an ulcer due to worry about Ziva. What's the problem, Jen."

"Tony's going to get another ulcer." Jenny sighed.

"Why? What happened, Jen? Tell me! NOW!"

"Ziva…resigned." She said, squeezing her badge in her grip, "I'm sorry, Jethro." She said, and then hung up the phone before plopping down in her desk chair, leaning back and rubbing her eyes with her hands, "How could I have let this happen?"