Hotel
Gibbs and McGee rushed down to the basement soon after Tony found Ziva. The found him hovering over her, trying to wake her up.
"She's not…" McGee stuttered.
"No McGee. She's not," Gibbs assured the agent. If anything terrible had happened, he would have known. "Tony," he placed a hand on his senior agent's shoulder, "paramedics are on their way. I just called an ambulance."
In the few minutes it took for an ambulance to arrive at the hotel, Tony managed to wake Ziva, who was currently shaking in his arms. She was barely conscience, but she knew she was safe in someone's arms; she just couldn't tell whose. Paramedics hurried into the basement and pulled Ziva from Tony's arms.
"Sir, we need to get her to a hospital now!" the paramedic explained, while loading Ziva onto a stretcher and into the ambulance.
"DiNozzo, go with her, make sure someone's with her. You are her next of kin on her medical forms," Gibbs told Tony.
Tony had no idea he was listed a Ziva's next of kin on her medical forms. When she had to fill those out, he knew she put Jenny, but when Jenny died, Tony never even thought of who she might have put. He thought she blamed him for Jenny's death and she couldn't trust him. Apparently, he read her wrong.
Hospital
Ziva was rushed into surgery for her internal injuries. Gibbs and McGee still haven't shown up, and Tony has been waiting in the waiting room, alone, for over two hours, without a word on her condition. He just sat there, frozen, worried about his partner, who looked so fragile and broken at the hotel where she had been kept.
"Mr. DiNozzo?" a voice broke Tony out of his stupor.
"Uh, yeah. Doc? What's happening? Is she ok? What did they do to her?" Tony bombarded the old doctor with questions.
"Mr. DiNozzo, I think you might want to sit down," the doctor warned, "My name is Robert Wilson. I was the attending in Ziva David's –s"
"Dah-veed," Tony corrected automatically.
"I'm sorry, Ziva David's surgery. There were multiple wounds we had to attend to. First of all, she has two broken ribs from what looks like a severe beating. Usually broken ribs take two or months to heal. She fractured her ankle and will need to be in a hard cast for at least a month. This is a lot to take in at once; take a breath."
Tony just stared at Doctor Wilson, hoping he was all done with the worst of the news. However, from the look on the doctor's face, he was just beginning.
"I'm sure you noticed when you rescued her that she was missing a finger," Wilson inquired, "While it may seem like a terrible injury, this is not life threatening, nor career ending. Despite getting medical attention as soon as she lost her finger, the wound is not infected, and although cosmetically she will look different, she should have no lasting effects from the finger loss."
Again, Tony was speechless and could only stare at the doctor.
"Mr. DiNozzo, we had to induce a coma to ensure she doesn't hurt herself if she thrashes in her sleep. Once we wake her up, she will require physical therapy, but in due time, she will be able to return to work. I do have one thing to ask you though," Robert said.
"Yeah, Doc. Anything. Thank you so much."
"Tony, what happened to Ziva? Who are you guys?" Dr. Wilson questioned.
The question surprised Tony, because even though he knew the doctor would be wondering how Ziva got hurt, he wasn't prepared to answer the question.
"We're Federal Agents from America. Ziva was sent on a mission and it went wrong. I had to come down here to rescue her. It looks like I just got to her in time," he didn't know whether this would suit the doctor, but it was all he could say without telling him exactly what they did.
"We could tell she had been tortured, so we ran an abuse kit, and naturally, a rape kit," Robert slowly explained.
Tony's face paled. He knew she was beaten, but raped? She left America betrayed by him, betrayed by Gibbs, betrayed by Vance, even betrayed by Michael Rivkin, and then she left on a suicide mission, betrayed by her father. She didn't deserve to be treated this way by anyone. Nothing she did was her fault. She shouldn't have been treated this way by any of them.
"Wh - what did you find?" Tony stuttered.
"I'm sorry to tell you this, but Ziva was violated many times. I also have to tell you that she was five weeks pregnant."
"Was?" Tony whispered. He was afraid of the answer to that question as well.
"Yes, Mr. DiNozzo. She was pregnant. "I'm sorry, we did everything we could to save the baby, but her broken ribs punctured her uterus and we lost the baby. She won't be able to have children because of the damage they caused her. I'm so sorry." Doctor Wilson patted Tony's shoulder and walked away from the silent man.
"Doc wait! When will I be able to see her?"
Wilson turned around and answered, "We will try to wake her in the morning and if she responds well, you will be allowed to visit."
Tony sat there for most of the night in silence. McGee and Gibbs made it to the hospital almost an hour after Tony learned of Ziva's fate. Gibbs walked to the information desk and was told the same things that Tony did. He told McGee, who excused himself to call Abby and let her know. Gibbs sat next to Tony and put his hand on Tony's arm to let him know he was there. Tony was becoming more and more like Gibbs every day; the two men sat in silence, praying for their friend; praying that tomorrow would be better.