Disclaimer: I still don't own NCIS. The possibility of me ever owning it is about the same as the possibility of Tony being gay and dating Agent Sacks.

"Ziva? Are you ready to go?"

"Coming Gibbs!" Ziva called down. She lay on her front on the bed, put the pillow over her head and groaned into the mattress. It had been about an hour and a half since Gibbs had spanked her and in that time two significant things had happened.

The slight bit of guilt that she had felt for deceiving Gibbs had grown until it made her feel physically sick and the pain in her head and the back of her neck had intensified to the extent that she was almost regretting not just going to the stupid hospital. Almost.

But if there was one thing that Ziva David was good at it was keeping up a façade. She hid the guilt and the pain behind the stoic mask that she had perfected over a multitude of years and Gibbs did not seem at all suspicious.

However, as the day progressed and the guilt and pain increased, her act began to slip until she gabbled something about ballistics and headed down to the one place that she could let the mask go.

Jenny was in the elevator when Ziva entered and Ziva flashed her the best smile she could muster up under the circumstances and Jenny returned the smile. As the elevator jolted slightly, Ziva grabbed the bar on the wall to steady herself and Jenny saw her wince.

"Are you okay Ziva?" She asked, putting a hand on her elbow to support her.

"I'm fine!" Ziva replied quickly, shaking Jenny's arm off and jumping out as soon as the elevator reached the lab.

Unfortunately for Ziva, Jenny had known her for years and could tell that there was something off in her behaviour. Pulling the stop switch as the elevator began it's accent, Jenny tapped a number into her cell.

"Hello? Is this Bethesda Naval Hospital?"

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Ziva walked into Abby's lab and immediately collapsed onto the futon, crying out as her still sore bottom made contact with the thin mattress. Flipping over onto her stomach, she started to cry.

An astounded Abby shut off her music and made her way over to the futon.

"Ziva? What's wrong?"

"I am so sorry Abby! I never should have brought you into this, but I do not know how long I can keep this up for. I have never felt so guilty about lying to someone, not ever! But this time I just. . .I just feel so awful!"

"Yeah, it sucks doesn't it?" Abby agreed sitting down next to her.

Ziva nodded. "I'll say. And my head and my neck hurt so bad! I feel like I am dying Abby!"

"Yeah, but there's nothing e can do about it now except hope it blows over soon. Have you ever heard the expression 'we've made our beds so now we'll have to sleep in them?'"

"No."

"What about the expression 'it's time to face the music?'"

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Jenny's phone call with Bethesda had been very revealing. After being put on hold for ages and listening to several machines she was finally talking to a real live person.

"Hello, this is Bethesda Naval Hospital. What can I do for you?"

"I'd like to speak with the doctor who treated Ziva David yesterday please."

There was a moment of silence.

"Treated who?"

"Ziva David."

"Could you spell that for me please?"

"Z-I-V-A D-A-V-I-D."

Another moment of silence.

"I'm sorry ma'am but we've had no patients of that name admitted in the last two weeks."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Okay, I'm sorry to have wasted your time."

'Oh, I am so going to kill those girls!' she thought furiously.

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