Tony and McGee walked back into the waiting room. Gibbs had long since returned with his coffee and was talking with Abby. Ducky was telling some children a story of one of his many adventures and the children were staring at him with their mouths agape in fascination. There were a coupe of adults over by the window talking to the nurse who sat behind it.

Abby looked up, stood up and ran over to McGee, engulfing him in a hug.

"DiNozzo? McGee?" Gibbs asked expectantly.

"She's getting out of the hospital tonight Boss." McGee informed him.

"She had Jenny pull some strings." Tony added.

Gibbs smirked, that was just like Ziva.

"So Ziva's ok?" Abby asked.

"Yeah Abs." Tony answered for McGee, who was currently being choked to death by Abby's death-hug.

"But McGee's not going to be if you don't let go of him." He added.

Abby released him, and he immediately started panting.

"Sorry Timmy." She said giving him a gentler hug.

"It's ok Abby." He said as he returned the hug.

Tony started walking back over to take a seat. Seeing his partner like that had really taken a toll on him. He was about to sit down when he heard Abby squeal. He turned to see what had made her react like this, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Ziva was being pushed down the hall in a wheelchair, but this wasn't what had made him laugh. What made him laugh was the expression on her face. She was scowling and had her arms crossed. The nurse who was pushing the chair had a triumphant look on her face, as did Jenny.

Tony opened his mouth to comment the scene, but received a glare from Ziva that could freeze fire, and immediately closed it again.

Jenny thanked the nurse and took over pushing the chair still containing a very angry Ziva.

"Ziva! Are you okay? How do you feel? Director how did you convince them to let her go? How are you going to get home? Who's going to take care of you? When are you coming back to work? Are you in pain?" Abby said in one breath, she took another deep breath before saying, "How's…" but she was cut off when McGee placed a hand over her mouth.

"I'm fine. Jen's going to drive me, I'll be ok by myself, I don't know when I can come back to work, and not really."

"I had a talk with Ziva's doctor. He was reluctant at first, but when I flashed my badge and told him about some of Ziva's previous situations, he agreed that she was ok to go."

"You didn't tell him about Cairo did you?" Ziva asked looking up a Jen.

Jen looked down at her wounded friend before answering, "No Ziva, I did not."

Relief flooded the young officer's features as soon as she got her answer.

"Thanks." She said. "Can I get out of this stupid chair now?"