Waking Up

Tony walked into Ziva's room and found Gibbs, Jenny and Ducky all camped out around her bed.

"Hey guys," Tony said as he too, pulled up a chair to Ziva's beside and took her hand in his own.

"How's Chaim?" Jenny asked, rubbing her eyes. She had only woken up moments before Tony had walked in.

"I sent him home with Abby and McGee," Tony said.

"And how are you holding up?" Jenny asked quietly.

"Okay I guess," Tony said. "They let me hold Kelly," Tony said brightly.

"How?" Jenny asked confused.

"It's something called kangaroo care," Tony said.

"Ah, yes, I wondered when they would introduce that to you," Ducky interjected. "It started in South America and then spread throughout the globe."

"Yeah, Ducky, Dianna explained it to me," Tony said. Just then, Ziva's hand twitched in his. Tony barely felt it, but his head whipped around to watch his wife. Her hand twitched again.

"I'll go get the doctor," Ducky said, getting out of his seat. Ziva twitched again and then her eyes slowly opened. She tried to talk, but she couldn't because of the breathing tube. Just then, her doctor rushed in.

"I'm Dr. Bana, blink once if you want the tube out," the doctor said. Ziva blinked. "Okay, when I say, cough as hard as you can," Dr. Bana said as he positioned himself over Ziva, his hands on the tube. "Cough." Ziva coughed and Dr. Bana pulled the tube out of Ziva's throat. The nurse then placed a nasal canula to help her breath easier and encouraged her to take slow deep breaths.

"What happened?" Ziva asked hoarsely.

"You were in an accident," Tony said, stroking Ziva's hair.

"Can you tell me your name?" Dr. Bana asked.

"Ziva DiNozzo," Ziva said, pausing to cough. "I have a son, his name is Chaim and this is my husband, Tony."

"Good," Dr. Bana said, making notes on Ziva's chart. It was then that Ziva noticed her flat stomach.

"Oh God," Ziva moaned.

"What's wrong," Tony asked.

"I lost the baby," Ziva said, tears forming at the corners of her eyes.

"No, honey, the baby is in the NICU. When they brought you in they performed an emergency C-section. The baby is tiny, but she is a fighter like you. We had a girl and I named her Kelly Caitlin," Tony said, reassuring Ziva. "She's premature and needs oxygen but she is doing well."

"Oh thank God," Ziva breathed, tears now rolling down her face. Jenny came to the other side of the bed and took Ziva's other hand in her own. "Where's Chaim?"

"He's at home with Abby and McGee. He was fine, just some bumps and bruises," Tony told Ziva as held got onto the bed and held her close.

"Alright, Mrs. DiNozzo, you are going to be moved to a regular room tomorrow morning if you continue to do so well. We did have to remove your spleen, and you bruised your liver, however it is healing well." Dr. Bana said.

"Thank you," Tony said as Dr. Bana walked out the door.

It took a while for Ziva to calm down, but she finally did. Throughout the entire time she was in hysterics, Tony held her and Jenny kept a hold of her hand.

The next morning Ziva was moved to the regular medical surgical floor, and as soon as the nurse came in the room greet her Ziva was surprised to see that Tony and the nurse had a wheelchair and the nurse asked if she was ready to go see her daughter.

Tony helped Ziva get in the wheel chair and took her to the NICU.

"Hi Tony," Dianna said brightly when she saw him.

"Hi Dianna," Tony said. "This is my wife, Ziva."

"Oh, I am so happy to met you Ziva, we heard you were improving" Dianna exclaimed. "Let me introduce you to your daughter. She is now 2 pounds 7 ounces and we have decreased her CPAP and in about ten minutes we are going to change her to just nasal canula oxygen. After that we can let you hold her if you want?" Ziva smiled.

"Thank you," Ziva said quietly. Kelly had her eyes open and was looking around. Ziva peered into the warmer, looking amazed.

"You can touch her," Tony said, kneeling down next to Ziva. "You can't hurt her." Ziva reached her hand into the warmer and gently touched Kelly's hand with her finger. Kelly attempted to grasp Ziva's finger.

"She knows me," Ziva said, amazement in her voice.

"Of course she knows you," Tony said, "you're her mother." Tony placed his hand on Ziva's arm and kissed her on the forehead. "I love you," Tony whispered. Ziva leaned her head onto Tony's shoulder while keeping her finger on Kelly's hand.

"I love you too," Ziva whispered.

McGee stood in the doorway of the living room, watching Abby read to Chaim. Chaim was sitting in her lap, slowly nodding off, while Dexter was on the couch next to her with one paw on Chaim's leg. Just then McGee's cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and then answered it.

"Yeah, Boss," McGee said.

"Ziva woke up yesterday," Gibbs said.

"Is she okay?" McGee asked.

"She seems to be," Gibbs said. "She was in hysterics for most of the day."

"Why, what happened?" McGee asked, finding it hard to imagine Ziva in hysterics.

"She woke up and thought that she lost the baby again," Gibbs said into the phone, and McGee could tell that he was tired.

"Is she okay now?" McGee asked.

"Yeah, they took her to see Kelly this morning and she hasn't been back to her room since, so I'm assuming that she's still with Kelly," Gibbs said.

"Alright, well, Abby and I will bring Chaim by later," McGee said.

"Alright, and Tim?" Gibbs said.

"Yeah, Boss?" McGee said, pausing before he shut the phone.

"Thanks."

Jenny once again found Gibbs in the cafeteria. She walked over to him and sat down next to him, placing her head on his shoulder. Gibbs wrapped his arm around Jenny's waist and pulled her as close as he could to him.

"I'm glad she's okay," Jenny said.

"I am too, Jen," Gibbs said.

"Do you think she'll be okay?" Jenny asked.

"I think she'll be fine," Gibbs said. "And I thank God that she didn't lose that baby."

"I know," Jenny said as she burrowed closer into Gibbs's side. She hated talking about miscarriages. When Ziva had had hers last year, it had brought up a lot of unpleasant memories for Jenny about her own.

"I'm sorry Jen, I forgot you don't like talking about that," Gibbs said, squeezing Jenny tightly.

"Jethro, I've been meaning to tell you something," Jenny said, her hands inconspicuously moving to her stomach.

"Yeah, Jen?" Gibbs said.

"I think I'm pregnant."

A/N: Haha, cliffy, don't you just love those? Thanks once again to Ziva4Tony for all of her help. Review and tell me what you thought!!