A/N: The weekend away from writing turned into 4 weeks, thanks to a major computer malfunction. I literally had to McGeek my way through it, and to some extent, I still am. However, I found my story and was able to complete the story.

Disclaimer: If I were a professional writer, I'd be sure to have my stuff backed up before something like this happens

While Tali took Ziva home from dress shopping, McGee and Palmer were working on Tali's apartment. Talia had not made any major changes since she took over the lease of the apartment from Tony. However, part of Tali's plan involved something he had left in her care: a baby grand piano.

"What song did Tony dram about playing for the Woman in Red?" Palmer asked.

"I believe it was Fever," McGee replied.

"Look's like it's here in the sheet music box," Jimmy answered.

"Put it on the stand," Tim said as he put Tony's DVD collection on the shelves.

"So, what happens if this doesn't work? Will Tali have to move in with Ziva?"

"If all else fails, she could move in with me."

"Don't you think it's a little soon for Tali to move in with you. You two just had your first date, and I'm not even sure if you can call it a date."

"I'm not serious, Jimmy. I don't think Dr. Cranston would let Tali do this if she didn't think this would work." Before Palmer could comment further, McGee's phone rang. "McGee."

"Hey, Timmy," Tali stated over the phone. "How's it going in the apartment?"

"The piano is ready. I've put Tony's DVD collection back on the shelves. What do you want to do with your stuff."

"Put it on my dresser." Tali answered. "I'm not planning on moving out."

"What if it doesn't work?"

"Then I guess Tony moves in with me, unless you're inviting me to move in with you," Tali teased.

McGee blushed slightly at the young David's comment. "Let's hope it doesn't come down to that. We haven't even had our first date yet."

"Wise choice of words, Timmy. Hopefully, by the end of the day tomorrow, Operation DiNozzo will be successfully completed."

Friday afternoon, Dr. Brad Pitt entered Tony's hospital room. "I have some good news. Your lungs have not suffered any further damage, and you're ready to be released."

"I am?" Tony inquired. Although he did not like staying in the hospital longer than necessary, he thought that they would want to see if he got his memory back before returning him. "What about the whole amnesia thing?"

"As I understand it, Dr. Cranston is working with the neurologists on outpatient therapy for you. Once that is completed, I'm sure you will be cleared to return to work. Just remember to take it easy, and I'm sure Gibbs and his team will help you out any way they can."

A nurse came in with a wheelchair. "Gibbs is waiting for you at the Nurse's station. You're all set to get out of here."

Tony was still slightly nervous about leaving. A lot can happen in eight years, he thought as the nurse rolled him out to the waiting Gibbs.

"How are you feeling, DiNozzo?" the boss asked.

"All right, all things considered," Tony replied. "I suppose I'll be crashing at your place for a couple of days."

"Nope," Gibbs answered. "There's a welcome home party waiting for you at your place."

"My place? My place is a sanctuary away from the job. How do you even know where my place is? Come to think of it, how do I even know where my place is?"

"Some things haven't changed that much, DiNozzo," Gibbs answered. Some things have changed a lot, Gibbs thought to himself. It's a long story, and it's not mine to tell.

Tony arrived at the apartment to find Abby, McGee, Ducky, and Palmer waiting for him. "Welcome home, Tony," Abby said as she gave the Senior Field Agent one of her giant hugs.

"Thanks, Abs," Tony replied before the Goth Forensic scientist gave him a head-slap. "What was that for?"

"That," Abby answered, "was for nearly dying – again."

"You definitely scared us, Tony," McGee added before pointing out the piano in the middle of the room. "Not to mention the fact that you play."

"It's been a while," Tony noted as he sat down at the piano stool.

In the bedroom, Tali was peeing through the door while Ziva put on her new dress. "You look absolutely stunning," the younger sister noted. "Tony will just love you."

"I hope you are right," Ziva commented.

Before the siblings could banter any further, Tali heard the piano. "That's your cue, Ziva. Remember, be confident."

"I know," Ziva answered as she strutted out into the living room.

Tony's eyes widened when he finally saw her. Am I dreaming again, he wondered. The faces of the rest of the team, however, indicated that this was very much real. As she began her rendition of Fever, Tony couldn't help but watch her. She was almost exactly as he pictured her in his dreams: the same long wavy brown hair, the distinctive widow's peak, her brown eyes and olive-tan skin. There's something different about her, though, Tony thought.

Once she turned slightly to the side, it hit DiNozzo harder than any head-slap ever could. Not only was the Woman in Red very much real, but she was carrying their child.

As Tony continued to play, he recollected the dreams he had over the week he sat in the hospital. Those dreams, he realized, were fragments of his memories.

As the song came to an end, the Woman in Red took a spot alongside Tony on the Piano bench. "I don't know what to say," he commented. "So, I'll just borrow a line from The Doors. 'Hello, I love you. Won't you tell me your name?'"

Even though she was slightly miffed at the fact her partner had no clue who she was, she was glad to see that his love for her was still there. "Ziva," she answered softly. "Ziva David." She moved in closer, unsure of the way DiNozzo would react.

Tony followed Ziva's lead, embracing her fully. Although Tony DiNozzo still had a way to recover, he was well on his way.

**foof** **END CREDITS** [cue "Feels like the First Time"]

And... that's a wrap on this story. As always, feedback on this story, and the ones that came before, are welcome.

I'm thinking the next story will focus on McGee, with Tony's continued recovery as the 'B' story.