CHAPTER 24 – Just a woman

So here is the next chapter it is a short one but better than nothing right.O and i am also working on getting rid of the grammar and spelling mistakes in the beginning

So here is the HINT: WATER!

Disclaimer: if I owned NCIS do you really think I'd be still writing this story, and not actually making them do it or part of it.

When the ambulance arrived they dragged Tony away. The team rushed to the hospital behind the ambulance. Mcgee went to a doctor and gave him the bottle and the instructions to ask Neorah's treating doctor. Telling him what it concerned. They rushed to Neorah then it was only waiting.

After almost two hours the doctor to whom Mcgee had given the bottle came back.

"Are you with Neorah David"

"Yes" The team answered.

"Miss David asked for her daughter Ziva David"

The mood changed "She is in surgery now"

"O my" The middle aged doctor said "I suppose I have to tell you then" He took a deep breath "Miss David is dying, she has maybe half an hour left, it was to late for the antidote to work"

Tony stood up. He wanted to be there when Ziva would come back but he had to do this, for Ziva. "I'll see her instead" he said as he walked to the doctor.

When they arrived at Neorah's room he took a breath and walked in.

Neorah's whole skin was so pale that it looked dark from her veins. She could barely keep her eyes open "where?" She asked when she saw it was Tony and not Ziva "Not"

Tony knew she meant Ziva "No, she will be okay. She has to be. She is in surgery right now"

Neorah nodded her breathing became slower by the second "take care of her"

Tony saw the life dripping away from her. Just before she blew out her last breath Tony grabbed her hand and squeezed it. "I will, I promise I will. You can let go now, I'll love and protect her with all I have in me" that was all Neorah needed to hear, to hear that her daughter would be okay, and that it was okay for her to let go . He saw her eyes close and the last light of life disappear from them.

He looked at the woman in front of him. The mother of the love of his life, but still just a woman. A strong woman, a woman captured for almost a life time, but faithfull to her daughter. A woman who caused her daughter so much pain and torture, the same woman that made that her daughter lit up when she smiled or laughed. A woman that had just walked into their life's and won all of their hearts. A woman who had fought the last days of her life. A woman that was maybe better off in heaven. Made free from the pain and suffering, a woman he would always see when looking at Ziva, a woman who made him see his world through other eyes, a woman that had made him strong enough to go to the one he loved and tell her that. That was the woman he saw in front of him, the woman he would always carry in his heart and memory.

But no one can avoid death when their time has come not even this woman. Even though she was all that he had just thought

She was just a woman, after all.

So I Repeat the HINT: WATER

BREAKING NEWS: after I have finished this story and "Trapped in Hell" I have already another planned, I have even began to write it already so I'll let you read a little part of it when you review!

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