A/N: Okay, so the first chapter of this was in third person. From now on, unless I specify, all chapters will be in first person, with the view switching between everyone. Don't worry though, I will tell you whose point of view it is. I just thought that the way that I wanted to write this story it would be easier in first person. Happy Reading!! (PS. I hope you remember Dr. Pitt, if not, you need to watch SWAK)

As you will notice later on, I have also brought Kate back as sort of a spirit. All of Kate's thoughts will be in italics.

Spoilers: SWAK, Twilight

Relapse

Dr. Pitt's POV

I studied he man lying in the bed before me. He hadn't changed much in past two years, besides looking a little older. When I heard that Tony DiNozzo was back in the hospital I decided to take his case; better for him that he has a doctor that knows about his past. Just then, the nurse in the room tapped me on my shoulder.

"Dr. Pitt, the woman who came in with him is in the hallway," she said.

"Thank you, Darla," I said. "Oh, and can you do me a favor? Can you page Emma and tell her to come up here?" I asked. Darla nodded and then went on checking Tony's vitals. I left the room and approached the woman in the hallway. She had her back to me so I tapped her shoulder.

"Kate?" I asked and the woman turned around. It wasn't Kate. "Oh, I'm sorry," I said, just a tad bit embarrassed. "I thought you were…"

"You thought I was Caitlin Todd," the woman said with a sad smile on her face.

"Oh, do you know Kate?" I asked.

"Sort of," she replied with the same sad smile on her face. "I'm Ziva David, Tony's partner," she said, extending her hand to me. I shook her hand, but I must have had a confused look on my face because she explained. "Kate was killed in a shoot -out shortly after Tony's hospital visit two years ago."

"Oh, I'm very sorry," I said. "I'm Dr. Pitt. I was Tony's doctor two years ago."

"Well, it's nice to meet you," Ziva said. "So how is Tony?"

"Well, it seems that he's had a relapse of the pneumonic plague and he's contracted pneumonia. Do you know of anything that could have caused this?" I asked. Ziva looked thoughtful for a minute.

"He probably went running this morning," Ziva said. "It was so cold, even I didn't go, but I'm sure he did."

"Well, that would do it. Anyway, he's in a coma from lack of oxygen to his brain. His lungs have almost completely shut down so we have him on a ventilator until his lungs grow strong again. We're also running antibiotics to combat the pneumonia." As I explained this to her, I looked for any emotion. She seemed to be good at hiding them, but I was sure that I saw a flicker of fear pass across her face.

"Can I see him?" she asked.

"Of course," I said. "Do you know when Agent Gibbs will be here?"

"We were working a crime scene. He'll be here soon. He had to drop off the evidence at NCIS," Ziva replied and then walked into the room. I watched her from the doorway. As she stood over Tony's bed, I saw her relax her barrier. Her face plainly showed fear as she leaned over and kissed his forehead. Then she dragged one of the chairs over next to his bed. She sat down and took Tony's hand in hers, stroking it gently. It was then that I knew he was more than just a partner to her.

Ziva's POV

I dragged a chair over next to Tony's bed and sat in it, taking his hand in mine. I had been thrown off by the doctor calling me Kate. It didn't happen very often, but every time it did, I felt out of place, like maybe Kate should be the one there instead of me. I kept stroking Tony's hand and listened to the sounds of the hospital. There was the click of Tony's ventilator as it forced him to breathe, the beep of the heart monitor, assuring me that he was still alive, and then occasional someone would be paged on the overhead.

I had always hated hospitals. To me, they were where people came to die. My eyes turned to Tony lying on the bed. I had never seen him so vulnerable. His face was pale and looked odd with the ventilator coming out of his mouth and his lips were tinged blue from lack of oxygen. I squeezed his hand.

"Tony," I said. "You have to wake up. I have to tell you something, but I really don't think that it counts if you're in a coma. You really need to learn to stay out of trouble. I bet you went running this morning, didn't you? Dumbass," I said, choking back tears. "Tony," I whispered. "Please wake up, I can't lose you too."

Tony's POV

I was floating, floating in an endless sea of blackness. I could just barely make out a voice talking to me. I recognized it as Ziva's voice. She sounded worried and sad which was kind of freaking me out. I tried as hard as I could to hold onto her voice and let it pull me into consciousness, but I couldn't, and her voice faded away.

Abby's POV

I was in my lab, where else would I be? I was playing a game of solitaire, waiting for the team to get back from the crime scene so I could run evidence. Just then, I heard the elevator ding and I quickly closed me game out, which was a shame because I had been winning too. McGee stepped through the door holding a box of evidence.

"Hey, McGee," I said, but then I noticed the look on his face and my smile immediately dropped. "What's wrong?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "What happened?"

"Tony's in the hospital," McGee said slowly as he set the box of evidence down on the table. "Ziva just called, he's relapsed with the plague and he has pneumonia."

"Oh my God," I said slowly, and then collapsed into McGee's arms.

Kate's POV

I watched as Tony struggled for consciousness, but I wouldn't let him. He needed to stay in the coma for just a little longer.

A/N: So, I hope you like this chapter. Press that little blue button and tell me what you thought…