Ok, heres chapter two for today!! Sorry it took so long! :)

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Song: Brooks and Dunn- "Put A Girl In It"

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You can buy you a brand new truck Chrome it all out, jack it way up You can build you a house way high on a hill With a pool and a pond and a view to kill You can make all the money in sight But you ain't livin' a good life.

After calling Ducky to check that Ziva was fine, Tony had left, needing to just get away for a bit. The woman had scared him half to death as she almost collapsed after their argument this morning. He'd reacted instantly, catching her in his arms, and then watching her eyes roll into the back of her head as she passed out in his arms. It had terrified him to death watching that. He'd almost called 911 but then figured that it might be a bit extreme and had called Ducky instead.

Tony was actually surprised that he had not flipped out while waiting on Ducky to get there.

As he walked around the business district, Tony wondered if Ziva was really was fine or if the doctor had just told him that to prevent him from worrying.

'Til you put a girl in it you ain't got nothin' What's it all worth without a little lovin'? Put a girl in it, some huggin' and some kissin'

Then he shook his head. Ducky wouldn't lie to him, would he? Maybe, but Tony was probably also being just a bit paranoid. He sighed. Ziva was fine. She would be just fine. It was her medication, he knew that. Had warned her about it the first time he'd given it to her.. Had read the warnings himself. And yet.... it still didn't ease his mind one bit.

God, he had it bad. Very bad. If he'd lost her-ever- he wasn't sure what he'd do. Probably go insane. He snorted as the classic " Women, can't live with them, can't live without them" line popped in his head.

Whoever invented that phrase had probably never spoken words so true ever again.

If your world's got something missing Just put a girl in it.

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With Ducky's help, Ziva got out of bed and slowly wandered around the apartment. "Tony is not here?" For some reason she had not put together that Ducky was here because Tony was not.

"No, he's not. Said something about leaving for a bit, I believe. Would you like some toast with cream cheese?" Ducky had been "told" to feed her when she woke, as if he would not force Ziva to eat himself. He had chuckled at Tony's possessivness and impressed at how much he obviously cared for his friend as he watched the guy slam out the door.

You can buy a boat and a shiny set of skis Have some fun in the sun, float around in the breeze You can lay out on a blanket by the lake Drink a cold beer, polish off another day Kick on back and watch the sky turn red But some say it ain't a sunset.

Stress was certainly taking it's toll on both of them and Ducky couldn't help but feel the stress scales were tipped slightly more to Tony's side than Ziva's, even with all she'd been through. Poor Tony. Poor Ziva. Then his slightly sadistic side took over and he laughed to himself. Those two most definately deserved each other with all the pain and stress they caused each other.

"No, thank you, Ducky," Ziva said a frown on her face. Tony had left. Why? Had she really pissed him off that bad this morning? Then again, he kind of deserved what she said....didn't he?

There were obviously still issues between the two of them. The conversation this morning had stated as much. In some ways there were still mistrustful of each other and in others, they were so trustful that it was one of the strangest relationships she'd ever been witness to. She trusted him to not posion her and to take care of her. He trusted her to.....she stopped.

'Til you put a girl in it you ain't got nothin' What's it all worth without a little lovin'? Put a girl in it, some huggin' and some kissin' If your world's got something missing Just put a girl in it.

Did he trust her?

He obviously didn't trust her to stay inside the apartment of her own accord, seeing as he had stopped her both times. And he didn't trust her to take care of herself either...otherwise he wouldn't be dotting on her most of the time, would he?

Great. Now she was confused. Apparantly her trusting him wasn't the issue. It was him trusting her.

"Then what would you like, dear? You need to eat something so that you don't have another fall," Ducky said shaking a finger at him.

"I am not hungry. I have no medication in my system, so I don't think I'll be losing my mind anytime soon."

"Now you listen here, young lady," Ducky said sternly staring her down. "You are going to eat something whether I force it down your throat or not. I will not have you not eating as long as I am here. You will sit at that table like a four year old since you are acting like one, until you eat something!"

Ziva gasped. Never had he ever threatened or insulted her at the same time. "Ducky!"

"Don't you Ducky me! You may put up a fight when Anthony is here, but I'm in charge at the moment and I say you are eating. Until he gets back, I don't want to hear a word from you unless it has nothing to do with complaints. I do not care how much hell you give him either, but I myself will not put up with it!"

She stared. Ducky had just put her in her place- something very few people had ever done to her. She was impressed. "Toast is fine, then," she said casually. Inside however, she was reeling. It was as if he smacked her without actually doing so. It gave her a new respect for the medical examiner.

You can write you a country song The DJ won't put it on They won't dance or sing along. 'Til you put a girl in it you ain't got nothin' What's it all worth without a little lovin'? Put a girl in it, some huggin' and some kissin' If your world's got something missing Just put a girl in it.

With a nod, Ducky prepared her meal. Maybe Ziva wasn't as hard headed as he thought she again, Ziva fit the sterotypical phrase "Women. Can't live with them, Can't live without them." That thought made him laugh.

That was Ziva one hundred percent.

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