Chapter two! Thanks for everyone's reviews, they are greatly appreciated!! Reviews help movitave and encourage me!!

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Gibbs stood against the white hospital wall waiting patiently to get word from the doctor on how Tony was. Ziva paced up and down the hall glancing at the clock every other minute, "We have been here for nearly two hours and Michael has been out of surgery for one. What is taking them so long?"

Clearing his throat Gibbs nodded toward the approaching doctor. With a grim look the doctor started talking, "Tony is out of surgery. We were able to remove the bullet, but there were various complications. The bullet had barely missed his heart and bounced around once it was inside him, however, I cannot divulge details."

Glaring at the doctor, Gibbs prompted, "So…."

"Tony is being kept alive by machines. His breathing was almost non-existent and his heart dropped critically low. If he does not improve tonight, chances are Tony will fall into a deep coma and never be able to wake up from it," the doctor sighed and wiped a hand across his forehead, "I'm sorry. We did what we could and will continue to monitor him."

Ziva had raised her fist to cover her mouth trying to stifle the whimper that was building up in her. Gibbs acknowledged the doctor, "Thanks, Let us know if anything changes." After the doctor left he asked, "Will you be okay? I need to tell the others."

Nodding, Ziva watched Gibbs walk away. When he was a couple of feet away, she saw him lift his hand to his eyes to quickly wipe away the threatening tears. After a second of thought, Ziva stormed to Michael's room, "Tell me everything."

A glint of satisfaction flickered in Rifkin's eyes, "Agent DiNozzo is dead?"

Breathing deeply, she tried to calm herself, "No, not yet."

Michael shook his head in mock sympathy, "Ziva, you'd be better off without him anyway."

Ziva flattened her hand and hit Michael directly next to his freshly stitched wound, "Do not say that." Michael sucked a breath through his teeth at the pain searing into his side. Ziva calmly looked at him and repeated, "Tell me everything."

"He came over and we had some disagreements. I cannot remember who started the fight, but he is tougher than he appears and it took longer than I had planned for," Michael paused when Ziva stared at him.

Closing her eyes briefly she asked, "Longer than you planned for? You were planning to attack and possibly kill Tony before he came to my apartment."

Michael looked trapped, "It is a possibility that I had orders to plan for such an altercation. I did not expect him to figure out certain things as fast as he did."

"Who gave you the orders?" Ziva demanded.

"Which ones?" Michael started, "I had multiple and from different sources."

Realization hit Ziva, "Tony was right…"

Rivkin butted in, "In more ways than you think."

She continued, "You were using me under orders. He was also right in suspecting you were working for more than Mossad." Ziva called Gibbs, "Gibbs, Rivkin needs security around his room until we can escort him to Israel for punishment." She hung up the phone.

"Where was I? Ah, yes, Tony is a strong and smart man. At one point he pushed and we fell, I landed on your glass coffee table hence the gaping wound in my side. I realized that I needed to end things. We both got up slowly and he stepped toward me. I grabbed his arm twisting it until I felt the familiar give of the dislocation of a joint. I shoved him to the ground and pulled my back-up out." Remembering the fight scene, Michael finished, "Lucky for Tony, I was shaking from my wound so I missed his heart. Around that moment, you came in to take over."

Ziva had been staring in silent horror as he relayed the fight, "I am well aware of Tony's abilities and you should not have underestimated him." She drew in a breath and then her voice rose unable to control herself, "He was injured on the floor frozen with the pain burning in his shoulder and you shot him. He was defenseless."

Fisting her hands, Ziva added, "You are lucky I was a moment late."

Michael smiled smugly, "It would not have mattered. You and I are both Mossad with the same director giving us orders. Your loyalties should lay with Israel and therefore me."

Shaking with rage from the ideas Michael implied, Ziva responded, "Tony is my partner. I am supposed to have his back, but now because of me he is fighting for his life. I should not have trusted you and now Tony is paying for my lack of judgment."

Ziva fled from the room and motioned the waiting NCIS agent to take his position as guard. Trembling from adrenaline and anger at what she had heared, Ziva tried to process it all as she wondered the hospital halls.

Michael thought she would side with him no matter what simply because their loyalties had once been to one country and agency. He was mistaken, she loved both Israel and America. Her respect had been earned by the people she worked with.

Her heart clenched as she realized Michael had been near the truth. She had covered for him more than once rather than just tell Tony and the others the truth. He had deceived her and she had fallen for his plan. She had betrayed the agency by hoarding details on Michael.

But more heartbreaking to her than that was that she had betrayed her partner, who had trusted her and been there for her for close to four years. Now Tony was close to death and it was primarily her fault.

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NOte: I didn't let the doctor "divulge" any details because frankly I don't know anything about that stuff. I didn't want to speculate and make up more than I already did. Sorry!