I know... it's been a while. No excuses really, 'cept we all know how life gets in the way... constantly. It really sucks! Anyway, here's the end of the last chapter to jog your memory :) And thank you for the reviews for last chapter, i love you all!

"Say something," she whispered.

"You want me to say something Jenn?" He burst out, the anger and hurt painfully sharp in his voice, "You really want me to say something,"

"Go on then," she replied leaping to the defensive. "Say something, what are you thinking?" She cursed herself, for being so... clichéd, so pathetic in her eyes.

"What I'm thinking? You really want to know?"

"Yes," She said, scared, absolutely terrified of the answer.

"I love you Jenn," He paused, tipping his head back and closing his eyes, "That's what I'm thinking." He added, so softly.

This time, she didn't bother to conceal her sobs.

Chapter 16

She put a hand to her mouth, trying to stifle the sobs that had consumed her for the past couple of minutes, the past couple of minutes that felt like forever. He had said nothing, just listened to the heart wrenching sound of the woman he had loved for so long crying on the other end of the phone. The other end of the phone... the other side of the world...

He knew why she was crying, she was crying for the years they had lost, because they had both been stubborn, refused to admit it to each other... and here they were. It had taken him thinking she was dead, after all that time, there was no way he could wait any longer.

She was alive.

He was still reeling, trying to get his head around it. "You still there?" he said quietly,

"Yeah," she said, her voice a little wobbly. She felt shocked, but she shouldn't have. She had known it all along – she had felt it all along. Hearing it though, hearing him say the words... it was so different, so different to knowing deep down, but denying it, because facing the truth was more painful. She felt alive again, but god it hurt. It hurt so much, because the truth was, she had left him. She had made the mistakes. She hadn't fixed the past when she was given the chance, and she was lucky, who was given this many chances? She should have done it the second time round, hell she shouldn't have screwed up the first! But no. She had left it, and she would never regret anything more than that. "I'm sorry," she said, "I'm so sorry,"

"Jen-"

"No, don't you talk to me about apologies Jethro, let me say I'm sorry," she begged,

"I wasn't gonna say that Jen, I was gonna say it's not just your fault,"

"Yes it is," she argued,

"No, no it's not. It's both of us,"

"Well we managed to screw things up twice then,"

"Would we be having this conversation if we had screwed them up that much?"

"I don't deserve you Jethro,"

"I could say the same about you, Jen,"

"I can't come back," She whispered, "Not now, and I don't know if I ever can,"

"Then I guess I'll have to come to you," he replied, hanging up.

She was left, stunned.

Crap.

He was coming here, but, she couldn't leave Ziva now, even with Tony here... She need to be as safe as possible – she was pregnant for gods sake. Oh this was not good.

"Ziva?" She said, opening the door to her room and stepping back in again,

She tore her eyes away from Tony's and turned to face her friend, "What did he say?"

Jenny said nothing, but sat down on the side of her bed, "Tony, leave," Ziva ordered.

"Of course sweet cheeks, anything for you," he said rolling his eyes at her command,

"Bye ladies," he said, grinning and disappearing out the door.

Jenny laughed, "Same old Tony,"

"I have never seen him happier," Ziva said, smiling a little,

"Of course you haven't," she laughed, "He's just found you again, and he's gonna be a dad."

"He will be a wonderful father," Ziva agreed, her eyes darkening slightly.

"Yes," she agreed softly, "You need to put your past behind you Ziva,"

"I could say the same thing to you," she replied, "What did he say?"

The other woman hesitated, but started to speak "He was... angry, at first I guess," she said, fighting the urge to cry again at the memory of the emotion-fuelled conversation.

"I believe that we all have regrets," Ziva said softly,

"Have you ever made the same mistake twice?"

"Multiple times, with Tony." She whispered, "So many years, yet we did not realize what we would be missing until the night Vance sent us away, on separate paths."

"You didn't leave, then come back, then leave again,"

"You did not have a choice,"

"I did the first time,"

"We all make mistakes, and that includes you, it is only human, yes?"

Jenny smiled sadly, "He said he loved me,"

"But you are still sad," she stated, "Why?"

"Because it forced me to face that it was real," she whispered, wiping away a stray tear,

Ziva held up a hand, "You do not have to explain, I understand,"

"I missed you," Jenny said, smiling tearfully,

"I missed you too, it has been very lonely, these past few months – for both of us."

"Yes, it has, about that, do you know when you will be discharged from here?"

"A week, perhaps," Ziva said, "They are insisting on keeping me in for... observation,"

Jenny smiled, "That's because you are pregnant and you were stabbed,"

"I am fine,"

"I wish I had your strength Ziva,"

"I wish I had yours,"

"You have it, - plus a lot more,"

"Permission to enter," Tony's voice came from the other side of the door and they laughed,

"We should make him wait longer," Ziva said,

"Come in Tony," Jenny laughed, he opened the door, and walked in,

"I heard that sweet cheeks," he said, glaring at Ziva, who couldn't help but smile evilly in return. "Makes a guy feel so loved,"

"Well you should feel loved," Ziva teased, and he leant in to peck her cheek,

"How was Gibbs?" Tony asked seriously, pulling up a chair next to Ziva's bed.

"About that," Jenny said, pausing, "He's coming,"

"What? When did this happen?"

"When I spoke to him, told him I wasn't going back, that I couldn't yet,"

"You two are very alike," Ziva commented,

"It was more peaceful when it was just us two," Jenny said to Ziva, who nodded in agreement,

"Well tough, you're not getting rid of me,"

"Tony..."

"Ziva..."

"We will talk about this another time," Ziva said, glaring at him.

"When do you think Gibbs will get here?" Tony asked Jenny,

"It's Gibbs." She replied,

"So, impossibly quickly?" Tony asked, "We'd better be ready..."

"Does he know about Ziva yet?"

"No," they said in unison.

"Oh..."

Hehe. I really want Gibbs to arrive. :P Please review! You'll get it sooner if you do... and i really wanna write it, so please review! :P

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