Long Island History
Chapter 2: Talking with the almost dead
It was late in the evening. Tony sat in a hospital room. On the bed before him lay Allison. His first real love. They had lived in the same neighbor hood. Her brother Liam was as old as Tony. He was his best friend.
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This morning:
"You have a son?" Ziva shouted. Tony only wanted to go away.
"Can I go?" Tony asked. He didn't want to talk. Gibbs looked angry.
"Yes, go."
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"So Allison, now I'm sitting here. Who did this to you?" Tony asked. He knew that she wouldn't answer. Allison was still in coma.
"Will you tell me about her and Luca?" Tony turned around and in the door stood Ziva.
"Better not. Maybe another time."
"Your son died?"
"Yes, he did. He was 2 years old." Nobody spoke a word. Ziva went into the room, she kissed Tony on the check and then she went out again.
"Night." she said before she left.
"Yeah, night." Tony turned to Allison. "That was Ziva. I think I love her."
And again Allison didn't answer. But Tony only wanted to talk with someone he knew. And someone who couldn't answer.
"Do you often remember Luca?" Tony asked. This was the only question he wanted a answer to.
"I do. Sometimes. He looked a lot like you and me."
Hope you liked this chapter. I know it's very short but that has a reason. It will be continued in chapter 3.