Oh.. wow!!! Such an overwhelming response to Tony ending up in the hospital....All I'm going to say on that is that its for something you aren't expecting. Trust me, not hurt, not sick...you'll like how it happens, but you'll never guess!! ( I know, I'm evil for not telling!)I actuallly thought you'd all be more concerned with a sex scene happening and not want that, NOT tony ending up in the hospital!! Guess I was proved wrong ( which doesnt happen often..lol)
Also, Another concern you all have- Death fic. I'm going to stop that right now. This is NOT and will not be a death fic. No major characters from NCIS die. except maybe Vance...I dont like him...lol..jk! I may not like Vance, but no one from NCIS dies. I'm not Shane Brennan (the ex. producer of the show for those that dont know) and dont see the need to kill off characters just to keep the plot line(s) going.
Also, again, the one shot "missing scene" is up. Click on my name at the top and look for it.. "Hello Friend" is the title. I'm also working on a one shot song (songs do wonders for my creativity, as do reviews! lol) challenge fic NCIS Tiva pairing (duh! like i'd write anything else?!) When that's up I'll let you know too so you can read it if you want.
Oh, and, I guess you're going to make me take this slower, less time jumps now huh?? ( not that I mind!! :) ) Some of you wanted the see the walk...so, I've put it in here.I'm an impatient person, so hence the time jumps. And just to be clear, this is now all happening in the middle November and onwards in the year.
Song: "It's my life" Bon Jovi (((Referance points: "Like frankie said, I did it my way" refers to the song "My way" by frank sinatra ( 1969) and "Tommy and Gina" refer to a couple in the song "Livin' on a prayer" about two people struggling with work, money, and a relationship.
And... to NCISAddict... he/she brought up that they were the 11th review for chapter 12 and that I am usually very much on time with the updates. This is true. And for the rest of you who are also wondering, I wasn't feeling too well yesterday. I spent most of saturday night lying on the bathroom floor in pain and nothing stayed down yesterday. I do think it was the chicken pizza I ate from pizza hut....who knows... but I'm better today, with only tiredness as an excuse! :D And as a treat for my lateness, you'll get two chapters during the day and possibly one before midnight ( at least ten reviews between both chapters...:D) tonight!
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Tony wanted to groan in frustration. This was taking forever! After convincing Ziva to eat something, he had helped her down the hall to the elevator and over to the park two blocks from his place. She wanted a walk, then fine, she could walk.
Except now, it was killing him. He understood she had just had major work done on her body, he did. But she walked so slow! Slower than a baby who was just learning to walk, actually! And he had wanted to go running this morning? Right....like that would have stubborn woman could barely walk!
"Let's go sit on the bench," he suggested, watching her stuggle with her breathing and movement.
Ziva waved him off. "No, I am fine. We can go around again."
This ain't a song for the broken-hearted No silent prayer for faith-departed I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd You're gonna hear my voice When I shout it out loud
Tony gritted his teeth. She was pushing herself too much. Her voice was strained and he knew she had to be in lots of pain. Pain she apparently didn't want him to know about. Well, tough luck. "No, I feel like sitting...come on.."
"You've barely done anything! You walk slower than a turtle."
"Snail. And I just want to sit and enjoy the nice, slightly warmer than normal day we are having. "
Ziva sighed, giving in. Secretly though, she was thankful he wanted to sit. She was in so much pain she wanted to cry. Those pain meds he had given her earlier had worn off and while they had done wonders for her when they were in full swing, now she just wanted to pass out. She also realized that running wouldn't be an option for her until she could move without pain. Damn. So much for having that to look forward to in the mornings. Closing her eyes, she realized she also had a headach. From what she wasn't sure...moving too much? The brightness of the sun on the snow?
All too soon for her, Tony was ready to go back. Great. Going back seemed to take forever, twice as long as it had before. And she now had sharp stabbing pains in the area of her stomach. Not the normal twinges she was used to. Almost incapacitating pains. It was making her sick. And about a block and a half away from Tony's she doubled over, not only from pain but to feed the minscule plant life that was still living in the freezing weather. Which made her abdomen clench even more.
"Alright, that's it. We're done. No more walking for you," Tony said sternly. He waited until she was finsihed before picking her up bridal style.
"You cannot possibly carry me that far!" Ziva said. Though she was grateful, she didn't like him going out of his way for her. No matter how much pain she was in. It wasn't right.
"I can too. And I am. Ziva, you just threw up! I knew walking wasn't a good idea, and this proves it."
The last thing she wanted to was to be stuck inside all day. "No.. Tony, walking is fine! I swear. Maybe I am coming down with something."
"All the more reason to not go for a walk," he muttered.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO! She needed to be outside on a daily basis or sh'ed go insane.
"Tony, really. I am fine. Please put me down so I can walk the rest of the-"
"Ziva, just let it go. I'm not putting you down. I'm not rising to your bait and I am not arguing with you about this."
She sighed. Fine, she would let it drop for now.
It's my life It's now or never But I ain't gonna live forever I just wanna live while I'm alive (It's my life) My heart is like an open highway Like Frankie said "I did it my way" I just wanna live while I'm alive It's my life
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Two days later, Ziva moved slowly and quietly through the darkened apartment. IT was about five in the morning and she didn't want to wake Tony. Not today.
After being stuck inside for the last few days, she needed to get outside. She had taken some of the medication Tony forced her to take three times a day. It had taken effect and she wasn't in a ton of pain either. In fact, she could barely feel anything and was grateful Tony had gotten them- however it was. As she made her way to the front door, a light clicked on in the kitchen and she found Tony staring at her.
"Tony--"
He just stared at her. Ziva felt like a child that was being scolded by a parent- except Tony wasn't her mother or father and he wasn't using words. Just a look. But then again, maybe he was sleep walking instead of lying in wait for her. Doubting it, she slowly inched her way to the door. Her hand touched the knob and just as she thought she MIGHT get away with it, he spoke.
"You leave and by the time you get back I'll have installed locks on your bedroom door that only I can open," he threatened.
"You would not!"
He raised an eye. "Are you going to test what I can do? Do you not remember about seven months ago?" Of course he was referring to Rivkin and how he had looked out for her, but he didn't need to make the statement more obvious than he just had.
She frowned. "That was seven months ago. I thought-"
"What, that I had changed? That maybe it was forgotton or possibly both of those options? You are not leaving Ziva and I'll do what I have to to keep you here. Just like I felt I was justified months ago for doing what I did. I still do.
She did not want to have this conversation this early. But it seemed he wanted to. "Justified? For killing someone? How can that ever be justified?"
"You tell me. You've done it for years before NCIS," he shot back.
"That was uncalled for, Tony!" Ziva glared at him. "I was not part of NCIS. I took orders and followed them. Simple as that."
"Was it, Ziva? Was following Daddy Dears order really that simple? News flash, he sent you to South Africa in hopes of never seeing you again because he didn't and doesn't want to deal with what happened! He doesn't care about you, Ziva-"
"Oh, and you do?" Now they were getting somewhere. At least she thought they were.
This is for ones who stood their ground For Tommy and Gina who never backed down Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake Luck ain't even lucky You've got to make your owns breaks
He paused and stared at her. "How can you ask that? Of course I do. You're my partner, my friend. I'll always have your back- just as I did and have since you've joined NCIS." his tone softened and he stepped towards her. "And I think I care more about what happens to you more than most of the people you know. Minus the team, of course."
"So keeping me inside, against my own will is caring about me? Tony, that is messed up logic."
"No, damn it!" He took a deep calming breath. "I'm keeping you in here because I don't want you ending up back in the hospital having to get more stitches or staples or whatever because your wounds have opened. Do you want a longer healing time, Ziva? I know it hurts you to move, I can see it in your eyes, detect it in your movements, no matter how much you try to hide it!"
"How much pain I am in is none of your business,"
Tony laughed. It wasn't a happy one, more of an angry snort than anything. "Right, just like having your back at work or pointing out that you called NCIS and not Mossad for help in being rescued isn't any of my business either?"
She reached out and smacked him across the face. "Do not bring that up, Tony. Ever again."
Though his cheek stung, he didn't back down. "Why? Sore spot? If it is, why should it matter. You've obviously got enough of them, so why not add on to your pain? That's what you're trying to do by sneaking out of here!"
"That is not what I am trying to do! Why don't you shut your mouth before I ki-
"Kill me? Because in case you haven't noticed, you can barely move. You've been holding onto that chair for almost ten minutes and it looks as if its supporting nintey percent of your weight. I don't think you are in a position to make threats, Ziva."
Alright, so he was right about the chair. But she felt dizzy. And it wasn't as if he was right about anything else at the moment. "Ha, shows what you know!" To prove a point, Ziva stepped away from the chair, letting go of it. "I don't need you or a chair to hold me up, Tony. I'm much stronger than that!" But if she didn't grab onto something else soon, she was afraid she would fall.
He sighed. "Fine, you've proven your point. You still are not leaving the apartment."
Better stand tall when they're calling you out Don't bend don't break, baby don't back down
She opened her mouth to argue, but saw spots in front of her vision. Was this what it was like to be dizzy? Apparently so because the next thing she knew, she was being held against Tony's chest, his arms holding her body weight. Then she saw nothing.
When she came to, Ziva found herself lying in bed- Tony's-- and covered by a light blanket. There was a glass of water next to the bed and she looked at the time. Seven. Only three- wait had she been out of it for three hours?! She moved to sit up and winced as she struggled to do so.
"I wouldn't do that, my dear, if I were you."
Looking around she spied the doctor sitting in a chair across the room. "Ducky...what are you doing here?"
"Tony called me to come make sure you were alright. Gave that boy quite a scare you did, passing out on him like that." He waved his hand at her protest. "I know, it's your medication he had me get filled for you, but that doesn't change the point. He's just trying to look out for you, my dear and you aren't making it easy on him, trying to sneak out all hours of the night."
"Ducky, I can't sit inside all day! He's forcing me to stay inside and I need to have fresh air everyday."
It's my life And it's now or never 'Cause I ain't gonna live forever I just wanna live when I'm alive (It's my life) My heart is like an open highway Like Frankie said "I did it my way" I just want to live while I'm alive
"Ah, claustrophobia. Why didn't you just tell him in the first place?"
Ziva gave him a look.
"Look, Ziva, you and Tony have your issues. Do us all a favor and work them out while you're stuck recovering. We all know that you two need to have a heart to heart. So just do it.." he pointed a finger at her. "And no yelling or arguing. That won't get you anywhere. I remember trying to mediate between him and Kaitlynn. That was one of the more horrid things I've had to help settle...those two acted like brother and sister if I'd ever seen two unrelated people do so! Now you and Tony on the other hand, "
"Ducky? Where are you going with all this?" Ziva had managed to sit up, the doctor not even realizing she had tears in her eyes from the effort. At least for a few moments.
It's my life And it's now or never I ain't gonna live forever I just wanna live when I'm alive (It's my life) My heart is like an open highway Like Frankie said "I did it my way" I just want to live while I'm alive 'Cause it's my life!
"Oh Ziva, I'm sorry. I was just remembering the past.I often get caught up in that you know," He came to her and gave her a gentle hug. "It'll all get better, Ziva. You and Tony will work things out and your injuries will heal."
"I hope so, Ducky. I hope so."
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Note: That was NOT the Ducky/Ziva moment