Chapter 2-
"Ziva, stay still." Tony said soothingly while putting pressure on the bullet wound on Ziva's chest, "Abs!"
Abby ran in and nearly fell over with a gasp, "T-Tony, is she ok? Oh god! I've got to call an ambulance, I- I need to call Ducky a-and Gibbs and Mcgee an-."
"Abby, calm down. She'll be fine, just phone the ambulance." Tony half coughed.
Abby scurried to the kitchen to get her phone.
"Dinozzo! What happened?" Gibbs half yelled as he stormed into the hospital waiting room with Ducky and the Director tailing him.
Tony looked up. It had all been a blur; Ziva being shot, the shooter getting away, Abby's panic... It was just all so much to take in.
"DiNozzo?" Gibbs 'Gibbs slapped Tony on the back of the head.
"Yes boss?" Tony asked confused.
"What-The-Hell-Happened?"
"Well boss... we were watching a movie, then- and then Ziva was shot." Tony muttered silently.
"And? Who was the target?"
"I don't know... there were three of us in the apartment: Abby in the kitchen, me and Ziva in the living room."
All of a sudden there was a burst of bellowing from the doorway, "Mcgee! What if she falls into a coma? Or... or-," Abby yelled as Mcgee jogged after her through the door.
"Abby, calm down. I'm sure that Ziva will just be fine." Mcgee said calmly.
"Alright, Mcgee I'll believe you! Because she's Ziva... and Ziva's a fighter, you' know?" She slightly smiled, hugging Bert to her chest.
Then they all sat down. Silent, waiting for what they hoped was the best.