A.N: Hey guys! Here is the next chapter! This is more of a filler with a little Tiva at the end to catch people up to speed :) I just really want to say a massive THANK YOU! to those who reviewed my last chapter! Your reviews really blew me away! They were sooo nice! I was like in the best mood from those hahaha Anyway here is your next chapter!

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Previously on foreign

Ziva's eyes adjusted to the dim room after the nurse left, her throat irritated fro the E.T tube ripped from her throat. Her head was pounding and it hurt to breathe but worse of all she felt trapped. She looked down to see the wires attached to her, the fluid lines, and she was confused. The last thing she remembered was… well she didn't really want to remember; she could still smell his breath, she could still feel the pain, she could still feel the loss. She looked up when people walked into the room and to her surprise it was Tony and Gibbs and they both looked remarkably well. She could see confusion fall across Tony's handsome features as he took in her own confused and daunted face. He smiled and she couldn't believe it… He actually smiled at her, after everything that had happened, after everything she accused him of. She wondered where in the world she was and that's the first thing that came from her mouth.

"Where am I?" Even as she asked she could not peel her eyes from Tony's face. Her stomach was doing little flips to her dismay as she felt the colour rush to her cheeks. She still didn't understand the glimmer in his eyes, why he was even looking at her.

"You're in hospital." She forced herself not to roll her eyes at this.

"Which hospital?"

"Florida Hospital" her eyes snapped to Gibbs face at this and she felt more confused than ever. All she could think was why on earth she was in Florida.

"Why are we in Florida? When can I go home?" Now it was the other agents turn to have confusion flicker across their faces.

"Because this was the closet hospital. We are not sure when you can be transferred." The next words that escaped her lips sent chills down the agents' spines, especially that of Tony.

"How is Florida the closest hospital to Somalia?"

The room was deadly silent as the meaning of those words sunk in. The colour from Tony's face drained as he stared directly into her baffled eyes. No one knew what to say, no one knew how to tell her that she has forgotten the last 2 years of her life. It was a while before Gibbs found his voice and unsure of what to say he simply asked her in a shaky tone what the last thing was that she remembered. She had no idea what was happening, why everyone was looking at her in such a shocked way. The question astonished her and she answered in complete confidence that she had remembered everything.

"You shot… He was shot and…" she stammered

"Who was shot?" Tony regretted it almost as soon as it left his mouth but he had to make sure. She winced slightly and took a deep breath before replying.

"Saleem…" She paused, waiting for someone to say something but when nothing was said she started to get irritated. "May I ask, why you are asking me this, you were all there!"

"Ziva, just what else do you remember…" She rolled her eyes and in an aggravated tone she fired out a response.

"I remember us walking out and then we stopped just inside the building while shots were being fired. We got the all clear and ran across the camp to a U.S helicopter and got inside. We took off and then I went to sleep. That is all." Neither of the agents responded to this and glanced at each other in shock. As if telepathically Tony understood what he had to say and gave a small, slow nod to his boss. Before he could find his voice Ziva practically screeched at them.

"Can someone PLEASE tell me what is going on!" There was a slight pause before Tony walked closer to her and told her the unimaginable in a serious tone.

"Ziva, we came back from Somalia almost two years ago." Her eyes widened in utter shock as she stuttered trying to make sense of it all. Her first thought was that she was dreaming; she had to be right? But she could feel the pain she was in, she could see the seriousness in their eyes. She wasn't dreaming. Just then a tall slim doctor walked in, an enchanting smile plastered on his face as if he didn't notice the paramount tension in the room.

"Agent David, I see we are finally awake?"

"No it is not agent David…" Her boss looked between herself and the doctor then gave the faintest hint of a smile.

"It is now"

"No, I am not an American citizen I cannot be an agent."

"You are now…" Tony filled in with eyes still locked on her. She couldn't say anymore. She felt a sense of alienation and sadness; it scared her to think what had happened in the last 2 years and she wasn't sure how to find out, or if she even wanted to. Her eyes flickered from her lap to the slim doctor in the room surveying the situation, he walked towards the agents and they formed a small group on the other side of the room and out of ear shot. Murmuring could be heard as she watched the side of Tony's face, his jaw clenched and expression serious. She found her mind wandering and she thought of something that had not occurred to her… The last thing she remembers was Tony strapped to a chair, under the influence of a dangerous concoction of drugs. Their relationship was strained to say the least from what she can remember, with reason to be, she had blamed him for shooting her boyfriend because he was jealous. She wondered what their relationship was like now… Did she ever say sorry? Is their relationship different to how it once was? Has anything ever happened? While looking at him she felt a nervous fit of butterflies through her stomach and a pull towards him which had her confused. He looked up at her and her eyes darted away as a blush crept up her neck to her cheeks. She had no idea what had happened between them in the last two years… But she knew what she had to say, even if it had been said. She had to say it for her.

Her eyes quickly flinched away from him as he looked towards her and his breath caught in his throat. This is the last thing Tony imagined, and although it was better than her never waking up; he knew how hard this was going to be. He instantly felt the awkwardness between them and the strain even tho it had been two years. Just when things were so good between them, when he finally realised just how much he felt for her, and when Gibbs finally let rule 12 slide she forgets everything that has brought them to this point. He felt overwhelmed by disappointment and confusion and looked back to the doctor who had been talking to him, unknowingly to Tony.

"So we need to get her in for scans right away to see the damage. Besides that her vitals are strong and she seems rather alert so I don't think the memory loss is permanent. Although I can't be sure until we run tests." The doctor paused as the two agents nodded slowly. "May I ask, did agent David suffer a traumatic experience 2 years ago?" Gibbs nodded.

"Yes she did, but I can't tell you what it is. We have never really talked of it since."

"I totally understand Agent Gibbs; I was just wondering why she has only forgotten the last two years, that would help explain it. I will go grab a nurse to give a final check of her vitals in about ten minutes, and then we will jump straight into some scans."

"Thank you Doctor." He gave a small smile before exiting the room leaving the three agents in silence. "I am going to tell the rest of the team that Ziva is awake, Tony you stay guard."

"Stay guard?" Ziva had overheard the two agents exchange and was growing irritated. "Why do I need guarding, why am I here?" Gibbs gave a knowing look before leaving the room. Tony now looked towards the door not knowing what to say. "Tony?" she said in a hoarse, quite voice. He looked at her before walking around to the side of her bed and pulling up a chair.

"Would you like to sit up more?" she nodded slightly not breaking eye contact.

"Toda…" She winced as the bed went into a more upright position and she began to cough uncontrollably. Tony shot upright and patted her back as she doubled over, heaving. As the coughing died down the patting turn into smooth, soothing circles on her back which allowed warmth to radiate through her body at his touch. He quickly withdrew, stretching out his hand that now hung by his side as he told himself to get a grip.

"Should I call for a nurse?"

"No, no… Please do not, just tell me what happened." He took his position in the chair and shuffled a little closer before starting.

"You almost drowned… No, you did drown and were resuscitated."

"How…" Barely audible

"We were in an undercover operation, helping the FBI with a serial killer who targets foreign women from holiday resorts. Your job was to go undercover and lure the suspect in and catch him out; but the only problem was that he was the wrong guy." He paused not knowing whether to tell about the night in her apartment and the drugs she was spiked with. He decided that he should leave it out for now and continued. "An FBI agent by the name Ryan Addison was working undercover on this case with you and it was too late before we realised that he infact was the killer. We are not sure on many details yet so there is no point asking but he dropped you off a pier, you had… you were weighed down and I couldn't get you out in time. When we finally got you out you were not only unconscious but not breathing. You were brought here and they got you breathing again but you were in a deep coma and needed life support. It has been almost a week… The only problem is that Addison got away and we haven't found him yet..." He looked down at his lap until she spoke.

"You came after me?" She had picked up on the 'I couldn't get you out in time'. His head snapped up and his eyes were full of an emotion that she couldn't decipher.

"Of course I did, you are my partner." And I am totally in love with you… Was the first thing on his mind but it would never escape his lips. She gave him a warm smile and a flutter of emotions swept through her.

"I did not know how to ask."

"How to ask what?"

"Whether I was your partner… I was afraid of the answer."

"You're pretty irreplaceable Ziva, that's why I went to Somalia two years ago." Warmth flooded her and she looked away slightly embarrassed at his remark. She felt as if now was the best time to tell him what she felt she had to say regardless of whether it had already been said.

"I am so sorry, Tony." He looked confused but he waited for her to go on. "Please let me say this without interruption… I do not know whether I ever said this to you but even if I have… I need to say it again, for me." He nodded and she took in a deep breath. "I am sorry about the way I have treated you. About Michael I mean, although what you did was totally… Stupid!" Pause "I now know that your intentions were good at heart… and you were only being a good partner, you had my back Tony and I should have had yours. I should have had faith in you and I am truly sorry." She leant over the side of the bed until she could reach the top of his head, where she planted a tender kiss on his forehead. She was shocked to find that a jolt of electric current felt as if it was running through her veins and her heart quickened. She pulled away and saw the happiness in her partner's eyes.

"Just so you know… You have already said this, and now I know it wasn't just a spare of the moment thing." Humour filled his expressions as the next thing slipped from his lips. "The only difference was that it was in the men's bathroom." They both laughed and just then the doctor returned with a nurse. "I will talk to you later," he squeezed her hand and exited the room with a smile on his face.

A.N: SO there is your next chapter! I hope you liked it! It is not my best work I know but I hope it was still entertaining all the same :) I will try and make it better from now on ok? haha So please review and tell me what you thought! I loved my reviews from last chapter they were awesome so please tell me what you think of this one!

Tov Toda!

Keely :o)