So, I didn't like the lack of reveiws... EVERYONE MUST BE BUSY! :O Tis okay though. I though I let you have a bit more before I start the week I don't know when I can update again.

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Ziva woke up at four-thirty. "I'll never get back to sleep," Ziva thought to herself. Ziva got up and showered. She shuffled around the house for awhile before deciding to go for a run. She glanced at the clock briefly. It was five forty-five. Plenty of time to blow off steam and still be home if the team got a case. She laced up her sneakers, locked the door behind her and set off. Feet pounding on the cement. She needed to get off this manmade crap. She headed towards the park. Breath; in, out, in, out.

Abby's sweet lips on hers.

No, don't think of that. Heart beating furiously. It threatened to burst out of her chest. Ignore it. Keep running.

She begged for more.

No! Keep the feeling down.Vision getting blurry. Just a bit further...

Darkness.

Gibbs got the call about six- thirty. "Hello?" Gibbs answered the phone.

"Mr. Gibbs? Hello, one of your Agents has been admitted to Bethesda. She has you listed as her contact," the receptionist informed him.

"Oh no. Ziva," Gibbs thought frantically. "Is she okay? What happened? Is she awake?" Gibbs bombarded her with questions.

"She's fine; she just passed out while running. We think she overworked her heart a bit and dehydration didn't help. She is still unconscious at the moment, but you may want to be here when she wakes up," she told him.

Gibbs hung up on her. Abby. She was sleeping in his guest bedroom and will wonder where he'd gone. Gibbs raced up the stairs. He gently shook Abby awake. "Abs. Hey, Abs," he whispered.

She groaned and opened her eyes, glancing at the clock... Six thirty- seven. "What's up Gibbs?" Abby asked sleepily.

"Ziva's at Bethesda and I wanted to let you know where I'm going," Gibbs said hurriedly. He would skip the shower and just dress in something clean.

Abby's eyes widened. "Oh shit," Abby though to herself. She knew a possible reason Ziva was there. It was her fault. "Call me as soon as you get any information," Abby demanded.

"Do you want to come with me?" Gibbs asked. He thought maybe a few friendly faces would brighten up the recovery.

"No!" Abby practically screamed, and then quickly added, "I'll slow you down. Someone needs to be there with Ziva."

Gibbs' gut sensed something was again off between his girls, but left the house anyway. He would demand an answer later.

Ziva awoke slowly. She was blinded by the bright lights and briefly wondered where she was. Suddenly she saw Gibbs sitting in the chair, looking at her with deep concern etched on his face. It brightened a bit when he realized she was awake.

"Ziva, welcome back to the land of the conscious," he joked. She smiled a bit to show him she was okay.

"What happened?" she asked him.

"You were running and blacked out. Dehydration and a possible overexertion of the heart," he told her. He sat there for a few more minutes of silence before speaking again, "any reason you were up that early? We are off today you know. Sleep is your friend," Gibbs told her jokingly.

Ziva let out a small laugh from her dry throat. "You neglect your friend too you know," Ziva joked back. She knew Gibbs didn't sleep. He worked, ate and worked on his boat.

Gibbs smirked. She was right. "Abby wanted to come, but she didn't want to slow me down," Gibbs told her, testing the waters.

Ziva tensed up and paled just a bit. "Oh, tell her I'm just fine... in every sense of the word," she said.

Gibbs was suspicious, but he kept his promise to Abby and called her.

"Gibbs?" Abby asked frantically.

"Yeah Abs, it's me. Ziva's fine. She's conscious now. She said to tell you that she's fine, uh, in every sense of the word," Gibbs said relaying the message.

Gibbs heard phone static for a minute before Abby's voice came through again, "that's great news Gibbs. I don't think I could handle losing anyone from the team," Abby said, sounding a bit relieved.

"Okay, Abs. I'm going to stay for a little while longer and try to find out more information. Are you going to visit?" Gibbs asked, rocking the boat again.

"Sure Gibbs. Maybe later today. I'm going to let her rest a bit first," Abby told him.

Gibbs hung up and returned to Ziva's room.

Something was going on, but he still couldn't figure it out.

No, Gibbs still doesn't know. I guess his sneaky girls can get stuff by him! ;)

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