Saying Goodbye Hurts

Ok, so first i must apologize for the wait i'm sorry ive had the most stressful week imaginable, and i want to dedicate this chapter to Haley and Tay, for letting me vent at them and listen to my trivial problems... thanks guys! Also i want to thank you for reviews they are wonderful and i love them, and they are appreciated i promise :-)

I also apologize because this is really not my best chapter. My brain is working unpaid extra time, and my mind is overflowing with bits of information people seem to expect me to just remember... but we all have times like that. Everything in italics is french, and i'm sorry about the un-medical stuff. Writing fics with medical stuff in isn't my strong point so to be honest i made it all up, whilst trying to keep it realistic. It is fan Fiction, but sorry anyway. I don't exactly have much life experiance in that sort of thing so thats my excuse, and i couldn't find anything on the internet! But anyway, here it is:

Chapter 5

When she woke up, she was in hospital. She couldn't be here, it was too easy for her father to trace. She started to panic, and something was beeping, immediately a nurse came rushing in. "Aimee? Aimee, you need to try and calm down for me, my names Elise and I'm a nurse." Her breathing slowed down a bit, "That's good." She soothed.

"My baby."

"Your baby was very lucky, it survived, the stab wound didn't pierce the fetus or the umbilical cord. You lost quite a lot of blood, but you and your baby will be fine, we need to keep you in for observation though for a while but the recovery process will take around 2 months, hopefully by then you'll be good as new." She smiled kindly.

"What about the lady that brought me in?" Ziva suddenly remembered, would she still be here waiting for her to wake up, or would she be long gone? And had she really seen Jenny or was she imagining things?

"I believe she is in the cafeteria, would you like me to get someone to fetch her?"

"Yes. Thank you."

She couldn't believe it, there was so much to get her head around a few months could change everything.

She was in Paris.

In hospital, after being stabbed.

Pregnant.

With Tony Dinozzo's baby.

About to meet Jenny Sheppard who was supposed to have died months ago.

Had she gone completely insane?

"No," Ziva thought, "this is just my life."

Then she walked in the door, and it was her. "Jenny," She whispered. Her face looked strained, as if she had aged in their time apart, but then again, Ziva probably looked worse to her. Her hair was longer, like it had been when she first came to NCIS.

"Ziva!" Jenny embraced her gently, both women relaxing, safe in the arms of a close friend and before they knew what was happening, they both had tears flowing down their cheeks. After a while Ziva spoke.

"We both chose Paris, I see."

"When we drove across Europe Paris was my favourite stop."

"How Jenny?" Ziva asked a pained expression across her face, "We mourned you, went to your funeral; you are dead to everyone at NCIS. Unless I missed something?"

"No Ziva, no one else knows. How, how did everyone cope?"

"We lost a director, I lost a friend, one of the closest I had left, Gibb's lost an ex-lover who he wasn't over."

Jenny's eyes glistened over at the last part.

"First tell me that you are going to be alright?"

"I will be fine Jenny, and so will my baby."

"What?"

"I am pregnant."

"Who's the fa-"

"Tony is the father."

"What?"

Sorry it's short, but it's better than nothing! I hope you enjoyed it and thankyou for reading. But i also love reviews, i think everyone does :-p they are more than very welcome if you feel the need...

thanks again for putting up with me!

Emily xxxx