Anastasia wanted more than anything to curl up by herself and forget everything, but it was apparent that wasn't going to happen.
"Alright Anastasia we're going to need to take a bit of blood." Dr. Parks said slowly.
Anastasia shook her head. "No… no more." She hated needles and she had been being poked and prodded with them for nearly three hours. She buried her head into her pillow and tried to curl up but stopped when she felt pain shoot through her ribcage.
"Anastasia." The doctor said impatiently before turning her back over. "Your father is on his way down but until then I need you to look at me."
"GO AWAY!" She shouted back.
"Is she alright?" Tim asked as he hurried into the examination room.
"She has three fractured ribs and some serious skin tearing to her back. Other than that she's got some bruising that we should keep an eye on." Dr. Parks replied.
Are you okay? Tim asked his daughter.
Anastasia shook her head. I want to go home… I want to shower, I want all this blood off from me!
Tim ran his fingers through his daughters blood stained curls. "She's impatient…" Tim told the doctor. "Is there any way that she could rinse this blood out?"
"I need to take some blood and then she'll be done with her examination. If someone helps her she could take a shower. Immediately afterwards however she needs to have her back bandaged." Dr. Parks instructed.
"Alright should we come find you after to bandage it?" Tim asked.
"No, any nurse would be fine. Just make sure to allow them to dry it for you. I don't want the tearing worsening." Dr. Parks replied. "Can you try and explain to her why we need to do a blood test?"
Anastaisa? Tim asked for her attention.
When can I leave? She replied immediately.
You can go take a shower as soon as Dr. Parks finishes his examination. All you have left is a blood test. If you let him draw the blood you can go as soon as he's done. Tim explained.
Anastasia nodded and held out her arm. Dr. Parks gently inserted the needle. Tim held gently onto his daughter's other hand. He could see the tension building up in her eyes. You're fine. He can't hurt you anymore. He signed.
Dr. Parks carefully pulled back out the needle. "You're all done." He said to Anastasia before turning to Tim. "Her room has a bathroom right through there. I would suggest you have her mother or another female relative help her with her shower." He said before marking something on her chart and leaving the room.
I'm going to call mom alright sweetheart? Tim asked his daughter. Anastasia nodded and Tim pulled out his phone.
"How's Stace?" Abby asked as soon as she picked up the phone.
"Her examination's done. She has a few fractured ribs and some severe skin tearing." Tim reported.
"What can I do?" Abby asked anxiously.
"She needs a shower, but Dr. Parks doesn't want her to do it alone." Tim explained.
"I can send Sarah down…" Abby began. "I would come down myself but I just ate something for the first time… and I don't think moving around will help me keep it down."
"No Abs, don't worry about it. Sarah would be great…" Tim rambled.
"Are you alright Tim?" Abby asked sounding concerned.
"I'm surviving." Tim replied quietly.
Abby sighed. "We really should talk Timmy…"
"Not now Abs." Tim replied before he hung up the phone.
Is mom coming? Anastasia asked.
Tim shook his head. Sarah.
No. Not Sarah… anyone but Sarah. She replied tears forming in her eyes.
Hey… Why not Sarah? Tim asked gently before sitting down next to her.
I can't… I ran away from her… She hates me. She thinks I'm crazy… Why would she want to help me after I ran away from her. Anastasia explained.
She doesn't hate you. If anything she hates herself for letting you run away. Tim replied.
Sarah knocked at the doorframe. Abby said you called?
"GO AWAY!" Anastasia screamed as soon as she saw her aunt.
Hey… Sarah signed What did I do to you? She asked with a smirk.
Nothing… It's what I did to you… I don't deserve your help. Anastasia replied.
"Sarah…" Tim began.
"I got this Tim… you should go see Abby. She's doing pretty well but she misses you." Sarah urged him.
"Sarah…" Tim tried again.
"Tim, shut up. Go to your wife." Sarah replied as she pointed to the door.
Tim hesitated before moving toward the door. "If you need anything…"
"Shut up Tim." Sarah replied with a smirk.
Did you just tell my dad to shut up? Anastasia asked in disbelief as Tim walked out the door.
How many times have you told Caitlin to shut up? Sarah retorted. Anastasia replied with a smirk. That's what I thought.
"Timmy." Abby said softly when Tim came into her room.
Tim gently pressed his lips to hers. "How are you feeling?"
"Pretty well actually." Abby nodded. "All I ate was a banana… but I feel fine."
"That's great Abs." Tim replied as Abby clutched onto his hand. "Where's Caitlin?"
"With Ziva… Do you know what happened between her and Tony?" Abby said remembering how torn up she had been when she arrived back upstairs.
"No… I don't know where Tony is. I haven't seen him in hours." Tim replied.
"Ziva loves him you know." Abby said quietly.
Tim nodded. "I know Abs. He loves her too… they just don't know it yet."
"What if we never found out Tim?" Abby asked uncertainly. "What if we never realized we loved each other?"
"Hey…" Tim said gently. "There's no way that we never would have found out. You are the love of my life."
That was all it took for Abby's hormones to get the best of her and she broke down into sobs. Tim gently sat next to her and pulled her into his arms. "It's okay Abs." He comforted her gently as he rubbed his hands up and down her arms. She buried her head into Tim's chest as Ducky and Gibbs came into the room.
"What did you do to Abby?" Gibbs asked immediately.
"Jethro." Ducky chastised. "Abigail's pregnant, and she's going through an extremely stressful time. I doubt Timothy did anything."
Abby sniffed as she pulled her face back out. "Timmy didn't do anything. I'm just… hormonal…"
Ducky smirked before he took a seat on the couch. "How are you feeling today Abigail?" he questioned.
"Better." Abby replied honestly. "I'm not sure I'm one hundred percent again… but I feel a lot better than I have been."
"How's Caitlin?" Ducky asked as Gibbs sat down next to him.
Abby sighed. "She's doing okay now… But she hasn't seen Stacey yet."
"What are you talking about?" Tim asked hesitantly.
"Caitlin's blaming herself for Stacey running away. When she sees the damage done…" Ducky explained. "She probably won't be alright."
"I don't need another person in this family who needs therapy." Tim said quietly to himself but he wasn't successful. Gibbs immediately stood up and walked over to him before giving him a swift slap to the back of the head.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Abby asked as tears came to her eyes.
Tim shook his head. "Abby…"
"Shut up Tim." Abby replied in disbelief.
"Abigail…" Ducky tried to rectify the situation. "Timothy is under a lot of stress right now as well."
"I don't care." Abby replied angrily. "He can't understand…"
"Abby that's not what I meant…" Tim tried.
"Tim I'm hot, I'm hungry, and I'm two and a half months pregnant. I can't deal with you right now." Abby said before burying her face in her pillow.
Tim took in a deep breath. "Two and a half months?" He asked shakily. "How long have you known?"
"About a month and a half…" Abby admitted.
"You kept this to yourself for that long?" Tim asked in disbelief. "Why?"
"Tim… I'm… trust… I just couldn't." Abby replied brokenly.
Ducky stood up. "Timothy could I speak to you?" He asked directly.
Tim stood up hesitantly before following Ducky out into the hallway. "Why wouldn't she tell anyone?" He asked as soon as the door was shut.
"Timothy, she told me." Ducky cut him off.
"I'm her husband Ducky… She should have told…"
"She didn't think she was going to keep the baby Tim." Ducky cut him off. "She asked me if I would drive her home from the clinic."
Tim's face was blank. "She wasn't going to tell me. She was going to do it without telling me?"
"Timothy you need to understand…" Ducky interrupted. "She was terrified and still is. The likelihood that she will carry this baby to term is extremely low just because of her age. If you add in her miscarriage…"
"Ducky I don't need to hear about all the reasons why she shouldn't be okay." Tim replied harshly. "I need to know why she wouldn't tell me."
"Timothy… With most women if it happens once they're willing to try again. But twice… it becomes too painful for them to want to face that pain again." Ducky tried to explain. "She didn't want to face the pain of losing another baby Timothy."
"I understand that Duck… but why?" Tim pressed again.
"I DON'T KNOW WHY." Ducky shouted losing his temper. "I can't tell you why Abigail didn't want to tell you. I can't tell you why she trusted me. I can however tell you that she needs you to support her no matter what happens or what choices she makes with this pregnancy."
"What do I do?" Tim asked impatiently. "Am I just supposed to let her do what she wants without telling her what my opinions are?"
"If you won't support her your opinions aren't going to mean anything to her." Ducky replied.
"So I'm supposed to go back in there and pretend I'm okay with this?" Tim asked in disbelief.
Ducky nodded before going back into the room without a word. Tim followed slowly behind and his heart broke in half when he saw Abby sobbing into Gibbs's shoulder.
"Abby." Tim said gently. "I'm here for you."
Abby nodded and held out her hand for his. "I overreacted Timmy. I'm sorry."
"Shhh. Don't apologize it's a…" Tim began before Gibbs gave him a glare to shut him up.
"Sign of weakness." Abby finished for him. "It's okay Gibbs… it's good to have a sense of normality amongst all this crap."
Tim smirked. "Well in that case if you want some normality…" Tim replied before he reached for Abby's bag and pulled out a mass of grey.
Abby smiled as Tim handed her, her hippo. "Tim I'm like forty… I don't need…" Tim gave her a glance that clearly meant she wasn't fooling anyone. She tightly clutched onto her stuffed animal and it let out a loud fart. "Thanks." She said as he took Gibbs's spot next to her.
"Anytime Abs."Tim said as she cuddled into his arms.
It was then that Dr. Walker showed up. "How are you doing Abby?" He asked as he examined her chart.
"Pretty well actually." Abby replied as she sat up.
"That's very good Abby." He replied. "You ate about an hour ago?"
Abby nodded. "It felt nice to actually chew my food for the first time in almost a week." She explained with a smile.
"Alright how are you feeling other than stomach wise? Any fatigue?"
"A bit… but that's normal right?" Abby replied.
"Yes. However, I'd like to monitor you a while longer. Track your sleeping and eating patterns for the next few days. If everything seems to be back on track then we can release you." Dr. Walker informed the room.
Abby let out a small sigh of relief. "Thank you so much Dr. Walker." He nodded before taking his leave out the door.
"Abby…" Tim said hesitantly.
Abby smirked. "What Timmy?"
"We're having a baby." He said with a gentle smile.
Abby nodded as he pressed his lips to her forehead. "We're having a baby." She choked out.
Ziva looked down at her daughter who was nuzzling into her stomach. "Hey Sienna… hey." She cooed. "Mommy's here." She watched her daughter's hand make its way out of her blanket.
"She's beautiful Ziva." Tony's voice came from the door.
Ziva immediately pulled Sienna tightly into her arms. "Get out." She said softly.
"Ziva…" Tony tried again.
"I'm not yelling at you in a hospital." Ziva replied. "But I'm definitely going to yell at you later."
"Ziva…I never should have…" Tony began.
Ziva shook her head. "You went too far this time Tony. An apology isn't going to get you anywhere."
"Ziva!" Tony began to protest before Sienna let out a scream.
Ziva shook her head. "She's hungry." She said quietly as she moved her shirt down her shoulder.
"I'll just go…" Tony began.
"Would you shut up and grab me a blanket from over there?" Ziva asked as she pointed toward a chair in the corner of the room.
Tony nodded and tossed a blanket to her. "Are you sure you don't want me to go…"
"Tony I have to feed my daughter… that doesn't mean I'm done with you." Ziva cut him off, obviously irritated.
"She's our daughter Ziva…" Tony began to point out.
"Don't you dare!" Ziva hissed sharply. "I spent the last nine months of my life vomiting, crying, and having severe sleep deprivation so I could give birth to a beautiful little girl that you now have the nerve to tell me you don't want? She's not our daughter… She's my daughter."
"Ziva." Tony tried once again. "I never thought that I'd be ready to be a father… and I'm still not sure if this is what I want. But I love… Sienna and I wouldn't be willing to try for anyone else."
Ziva's breath hitched and Sienna began to squirm. "Shhh… It's alright sweetie." Ziva comforted her daughter softly. "Tony… I want to… I want to believe you but… I really just can't."
"Ziva you can." Tony replied immediately.
"No Tony… you don't understand." Ziva replied quietly. "I can't…" She said as she pulled her shirt back over her shoulder. She quickly wrapped Sienna into a blanket and stood up. "I'm going for a walk." She said before shoving through the door past Ducky. "Excuse me." She whimpered trying not to let her tear streamed cheeks show.
Tony pressed his face into his hands. "What did I do?"
"Tony postpartum depression is normal." Ducky said quietly.
"I thought I got all of this over with during the pregnancy…" Tony mildly complained.
"Anthony, her body has to readjust. Her hormone levels skyrocketed when she became pregnant, they hit rock bottom the moment she delivered Sienna." Ducky tried to explain the situation in a way Tony could understand. "It's hard enough for her body to adjust without her emotions being toyed with."
"I'm not trying to…" Tony protested.
"I understand that… but you know Ziva." Ducky interrupted. "She doesn't like to show what it is that hurts her. She hides her emotions, which was nearly impossible during her pregnancy. She wants to be able to keep things to herself again."
"Ducky what do I do?" Tony asked as he rubbed his temples.
Ducky smirked. "I'm going to tell you the exact same thing I told Tim." He informed him. "You have to be there for her, no matter what."
Author's Note: Thanks so much for all the feedback on this story! I've been pretty busy trying to get in as much fun as possible before school starts up again so I haven't had as much time to write as I'd like. I 'm working on having a bit of happier content in before I get into my next arc! Please Review!