Hello Again, Well I was going to update yesterday, but I went ice skating, and fell on my butt. I couldn't sit down for a little bit, but know, its all good!!

Disclaimer- Don't own them. If I did, Jenny wouldn't be dead, Tony and Ziva would be together.

A.N- Please Review!!

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Last time;

"We are the parents." Ziva said. The doctor walked up to them, and went to shake his hand. He realized that Ziva was holding Tony's hand with her right hand, so he switched hands. He did the same for Tony.

"I'm Dr. Balboni; I'm assigned to Aaron's case. And I'm sorry to say…

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"Aaron is in a coma." Dr. Balboni finished. Ziva just stood there shocked. She was relieved that Aaron was alive, but at the same time, she worried for his well being. She knew that coma's weren't good. She remembered when Gibbs was in a coma, and when he woke up, he remembered nothing.

"How do you let a little boy, just slip into a coma?" Tony asked, trying to figure out what's going on. He knew that the doctors sometimes could do nothing about it, but Tony needed someone to take his anger out on, and the doctor was the perfect target.

"Well, it was a medically induced coma. You see, he suffered a severe head trauma, a blow to the back of his head. He cracked his skull when his head made contact with a concrete floor. He then got a major concussion, which is a temporary change in the way the brain works when it is suddenly moved or jarred in a forceful way. The brain hit the back of his skull, which was probably the reason why he passed out." Dr. Balboni stated. Tony just stood there, glaring at the doctor, while Ziva just looked down, holding Tony's hand tightly. Tony let go.

"Why did you have to put him down?" Tony asked, angrily.

"With his injury, we want him to remain still, so his skull has sometime to heal. With a toddler, it's harder. They don't understand how important it is to not move. We just put him out, and we will wake him up in a week. Since he's young, his skull bone is softer, than one of an adult, so the facture isn't too serious. He should be fine in about 2 weeks." Dr. Balboni finished. He flipped through the pages of Aaron's clipboard. "He is a rather healthy boy; he will be fine in no time."

"I swear to God, I'm coming after you if this 'medically induced coma' idea doesn't work." Tony said, mocking the doctor.

"Can we go see him?" Ziva quietly murmured. Tony looked back at her, and noticed how sad she looked. Tony felt horrible. He felt that it was his fault. Aaron was his son, and he couldn't protect him.

"Yeah, just this way." Dr. Balboni led them down the corridor, and into a small room. The room was plain, white walls, and white curtains. In the middle was a big bed, with a rather small form lying in the middle. Ziva walked up to Aaron, and opened up her bag. She took out Teddy, and lifted up one of Aaron's small arms. She laid Teddy on his chest, and put Aaron's arm around it.

"I just don't get why a man, would hurt such a cute kid." Dr. Balboni spoke, shaking his head, and heavy sighed as he talked.

"Same here." Tony agreed. Dr. Balboni clapped him on the back, and told him that if he needed any help, just call for him. Tony nodded, and walked up to Ziva. He put a hand on her shoulder. He was about to say something, when their was a knock at the door.

"Tony, Tony DiNozzo?" Someone asked from the doorway. Tony could see a doctor walk in, he just didn't recognize him.

"Hey Dr. Pitt." Tony said, walking up to Dr. Pitt, and shaking his hand.

"I heard that you where being treated here and I came to see how you've been doing?" Dr. Pitt asked.

"I've been good, well that is until today." Tony said, sadly. "Oh, Ziva, this is Dr. Pitt, he treated me when I had the plague." Tony introduced the two. Ziva politely shook his hand, before turning back to Aaron.

"How's Kate doing?" Dr. Pitt asked. Tony sighed.

"She died, 3 years ago." Tony mumbled. Ziva looked down, in disappointment. Her own brother had murdered Kate, and Ziva was his control officer.

"Oh my, I'm so sorry." Dr. Pitt felt bad for him. He saw that Tony was attracted to Kate when they where in the chamber together. Kate cared a lot for him, and he returned the favor.

"But, this is my new partner Ziva, and this is our son Aaron." Tony pointed to the figure in the bed.

"What happened to him?" Dr. Pitt asked, walking up to Aaron, getting a closer look.

"Kidnapping, he was pushed to the ground, broken skull, and an concussion." Tony stated. Dr. Pitt's beeper started going off. He took it out of his pocket and looked at it.

"I got a heart attack, I have to go. It was nice to meet you. I'll see you later Tony." Dr. Pitt said, leaving the room.

"Ohevet ot'cha Aaron. I am sorry this happened to you." Ziva spoke to Aaron. She didn't know exactly what to say. Usually when someone got hurt in her family, they would be dead on the scene. She didn't usually talk to them when they where in the hospital.

Tony couldn't stand to be in the hospital room. He felt guilty, and the guilt was killing him. He needed to go punch something, kick something, and maybe take some of Ziva's ways of expressing anger, and putting them to work. Like kicking the copier machine or punching snack machines. One of them had to work.

"Ziva, I'm sorry." Tony said, walking out of the room.

"Tony?" Ziva spoke. She turned to talk to him, but noticed that he was no longer in the room. Ziva turned back, and sunk back down into the chair. She closed her eyes, and drifted off into sleep.

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Tony parked his car outside of his apartment building. The air was cool, with a slight breeze whipping the hairs on his head around. They sky was a midnight black, and gloomy looking. He walked up to his room, and slammed the door shut in pure anger. He slammed his back against the door, and slid down the wall. He reached over to the coffee table, and grabbed the cup, half full of coffee from the other morning. He took a quick look at it and chuckled, then chucked it against the opposite wall. He looked down and saw that he was sitting down on Aaron's blanket. He picked it up and laid it on the couch. He walked backwards, and his leg made contact with a dinning room chair. He grunted, picked it up, and threw it against the wall. He stuck his arm out, and pushed everything off the long coffee table with one blow. He started panting. He ran out into the kitchen, and put both of his hands on the counter, and put his head in between his hands.

"Kate, Paula, Jenny, Aaron. All of them where your fault DiNozzo. All your fault." He said. He felt his arms go week, and his chest crashed into the edge of the counter. He screamed out in pain, and fell to the ground, taking down a bottle of wine of the counter with him.

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Gibbs walked into Aaron's room, shortly after Ziva had fallen asleep. The doctor wouldn't let non-family members in, so he told them that he was Aaron grandfather. He sighed when he saw Ziva curled up in the uncomfortable chair, with her jacket being used as a blanket, and her hand being used as a pillow. Her other hand was holding Aaron's. He strolled up to Ziva, and shook her lightly, causing her to stir.

"Gibbs." Ziva said, acknowledging him. She stretched out her soar limbs, and sat up right. "Morning Gibbs."

"It's not morning. Its about midnight. You should head over to Tony's" Gibbs ordered. He knew that Jacob was still out there, and he didn't want Ziva being home alone. At least, if she was with Tony, she would be safer.

"Gibbs-"Ziva said, ready to protest.

"It wasn't a suggestion Officer David." Gibbs spoke forcefully. Ziva knew he cared, but he had a funny way of showing it. Ziva kissed Aaron on the forehead, and whispered something in Hebrew. She walked out of the room. Gibbs patted Aaron on the head, and walked out, where he ran into a nurse.

"Visiting hours where over at 8." Gibbs told the nurse.

"I know my hospital rules. That lady, the one that just left the room, I walked in on her and that little boy, and I just didn't have the heart to disturb her." The nurse said. "Now, I don't have too much of a heart, so get out of here." The nurse demanded, though she didn't use much force. Gibbs smiled and made his way out of the hospital.

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After 3 attempted trying at knocking, Ziva was done waiting for Tony to come to the door. She got her tools out and started picking the lock. She heard a click, and opened the door. She gasped once she saw the apartment. Pieces of a chair were spread throughout the living room. There where coffee cup splatter and remnants on the wall. Some random things where scattered around the room.

"Tony." Ziva whispered. She heard some mumbling from the kitchen, and walked over to that area. She rolled her head when she saw Tony, slumped on the floor, a bottle of whine in his hand. He had tear marks from when he had been crying. He was breathing weird, obviously from the pain in his ribs. "Tony." Ziva said again, this time it was more audible. She made way towards her broken partner, and bent down.

"I didn't drink." Tony said, with his head still down.

"What?" Ziva asked, slightly confused.

"Drinking makes me… forget. I did it with Kate, Paula, and… Jenny. I held myself back. No more depression." He said, only slightly proud of himself.

"I would like to think otherwise. You look pretty upset. So does the rest of your house." Ziva declared, looking around his apartment.

"I took some of your …techniques. I hoped… that you would… be proud." He said, trying to calm down his breathing.

"What is the real reason that you did not take a drink?" Ziva asked. Tony liked to have some wine, even if he wasn't depressed.

"Couldn't… reach the… corkscrew." He said, feeling defeated.

"Alright, lets get you to the couch." Ziva said, helping Tony stand up. Tony screamed out in pain, and grasped his side. "I did not say go fast." Ziva said, walking him over to the couch. She took some pain pills the doctor gave her out of her pocket, and gave them to Tony. She filled a glass of water and handed it to him. He thanked her, swallowed the pills and laid his head back down.

"Tell me what is wrong?" Ziva half asked, half demanded. "You complain that I say 'I am fine' to much, so you can not use that." She declared.

"Guilt." He stated simply. "Guilt for Kate, even though I don't know why. Guilt for Paula, I should've reacted faster, not letting that guy get her. Guilt for Jenny, I didn't listen too you because I wanted to have some fun. Guilt for your pain, I didn't notice that you where being hurt. Guilt for Aaron, He's my son, I let him down." Tony finished, his breathing returning to normal after he took the pill.

"You should not feel guilty for any of those Tony. I believe that my Aunt Nettie used to tell he that crap will happen to matter what."

"Ya, well, I'm like a crap magnet. Everything, everyone that I care for, seems to be hurt right in front of me, or my hands." Tony said, Ziva was breaking him, and she was good at it.

"Do not do this to yourself, not again." Ziva stated, sitting down next to him. He carefully put his arm around her, and pulled her close.

"I don't want to loose you also Ziva." Tony said yawning, closing his eyes. Ziva snuggled into him, and laid him down. Ziva got up, and switched sides with Tony, so she wasn't on his hurt side. Tony put his arms around her middle, and buried his head in her hair. Ziva reached out for his hand, and held it in hers.

"You can not get rid of me that easily." Ziva said. She closed her eyes and succumbed to the darkness.

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"You care too much for my Ziva, Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo." Jacob said, from across the street from Tony's apartment window. He had binoculars, looking on to the scene that was in front of his eyes. Jacob climbed down the tree, and drove off in his car, turning to Plan B, to get rid of Tony.

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