For Sharley.
Gibbs, surprisingly, is the first person to visit in the hospital. Ziva is too exhausted to comment as she watches him through half-shut eyes. He's at the window, his profile dark against the light.
He looks good with a baby in his arms, she thinks.
"Hi, Hannah," he says, his voice low. There's an unfamiliar softness in his tone and Ziva feels her heart melt. "When you're old enough to worry about boys, you come to your Uncle Jethro for advice. Not Uncle Tony, okay?"
Hannah gurgles in reply, and Ziva drifts to sleep with a smile on her face.