"Tony I've told you twenty times. I need to go. This is my decision." Ziva said as she folded clothes and put them into her suitcase.

"Ziva you can't just pack up everything you have here and go to a foreign country for who knows how long!" Tony argued from his seat on the bed with Sienna.

"Tony… He's my father!" Ziva exclaimed. "I don't know what you want me to do."

"I want you to stay here!" Tony replied as if it were obvious. "I… I mean we need you here!"

Ziva slammed the book she was holding down on the bed. "Look Tony you need to understand something. Being a David comes with responsibility. I can't just abandon those responsibilities because it's more convenient for you."

"It's not about convenience Ziva. It's about you taking our daughter with you to some forsaken country just to please your father." Tony yelled angrily.

Ziva looked at him for a moment before swiftly smacking him across the face. "You ever say that again and you won't have the use of either of your arms."

"Ziva…" Tony tried but was interrupted by Ziva's phone buzzing.

"Special Agent David." Ziva snapped into her phone.

"Ziva?" Abby's voice came through the phone.

"Abby? How are you feeling? Is everything alright?" Ziva asked as she took Sienna out of Tony's arms. "Get out." She hissed at him as she pointed toward the door.

"I'm doing alright." Abby replied quietly. "I just want to see you before you leave." She admitted.

"So you heard about that then…" Ziva said uncomfortably.

"Tim told me. It's okay though. I understand that you need to be with your father." Abby said quietly. "I'm going to miss you though…"

"Abby I'm not going to be unreachable." Ziva pointed out.

"I know that Ziva." Abby pointed out. "But can you please..."

"Abby I'll be there." Ziva cut her off. "I wouldn't leave without saying goodbye."

"When…" Abby began.

"I'll be there in twenty minutes, unless I decide to speed, in which case I'll be there in about fifteen." Ziva promised.

"Alright…" Abby agreed as Ziva hung up her phone. She made her way into the hallway and handed Tony Sienna. "I'm going to see Abby. Do you think you can handle being alone with her for an hour or two?"

Tony simply nodded.

"Alright. I'm taking my phone call me if Sienna needs anything."

"What if I need something?" Tony asked pointedly.

Ziva looked at him blankly for a moment. "Call me if Sienna needs anything."

"Tim could you get me another pillow from the closet over there?" Abby asked as she shifted uncomfortably.

Tim looked at her with a chuckle. "Abby there aren't any more. I already got all four."

"But my back…" Abby began.

Tim sighed. "Come on sit up." Tim said as he helped her get up so he could slip behind her. Abby sighed in relief as she leaned back into his chest. Tim folded his hands over her stomach. "That any better?"

"Of course it is." Abby said as she put her hands over his. "Tim can we go home?" She asked after a few moments.

"The doctors want to keep you for monitoring Abs." Tim said gently.

"I don't need monitoring! I'm not crazy!" Abby insisted.

"Abs…" Tim said quietly. "I know… they're just worried about depression, and so am I in all honesty." Tim said gently.

"I'm not depressed!" Abby argued as she swallowed her tears.

"Abs its okay to be upset." Tim assured her. "This is a hard thing."

"Every time I feel him move I'm worried he's hurting her…" Abby admitted quietly.

"Abby…" Tim whispered. "She can't feel it…" He pointed out.

"I want her to be perfect…" Abby said softly.

Tim pressed his lips to her hair. "She is perfect Abby." He promised.

"Then why'd she have to go?" Abby asked as soon as she buried her face into his shoulder.

"Abby…" Tim said softly before allowing the silence to engulf the room. He gently ran his fingers through her hair.

"Tim?" Abby asked quietly.

"I'm here." He replied just as softly.

"She needs to be important… I want everyone to know." Abby said quietly.

"If that's what you want Abby." Tim said softly.

"Do you think it's a bad idea?" Abby asked hesitantly.

Tim shrugged. "I just don't want you getting hurt." He said gently before a knock came from the door.

"Come in." Tim called.

"Hello." Ziva greeted quietly. "Are you feeling alright?" She asked, obviously concerned by the looks on their faces.

"I'm going to leave the two of you to talk." Tim said softly as he climbed out from behind his wife. "Make sure I get to see you before you leave." He said to Ziva with a smile.

"Of course Mcgee." Ziva promised as he headed out the door. "Are you doing alright?" She asked once again, this time pressing for an answer.

"I guess I'm doing as well as is expected." Abby replied as she patted the bed next to her.

"What's wrong?" Ziva asked as she sat down next to her.

Abby put her hand on her stomach as she felt her little boy move. "It's complicated… So if you could let me finish explaining before you…"

"Abby!" Ziva cut her off.

"Alright… A couple days ago I was cramping… And I thought it was just the baby growing until it really started hurting. I went to Gibbs… and he took me to the emergency room. They did an ultrasound and discovered I was carrying twins…" Abby found herself lost after that.

"Abby that's great." Ziva tried to comfort her.

"IF ONE MORE PERSON…" Abby began.

"Abby! Calm down!" Ziva said persistently. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to…"

"Ziva what's wrong?" Tim asked as he burst through the door.

"I don't know… She was trying to explain what happened and she got as far as saying she's having twins and she just blanked… I told her it was a great thing and she began to freak out." Ziva explained as they tried to calm her down.

"Zi… one of the twins passed away." Tim explained as he began to rock Abby back and forth.

Ziva looked at him with wide eyes. "Is she alright?"

"I don't know." Tim said honestly. "Abby are you okay?"

Abby nodded. "I'll be fine." She said as she flinched as her son moved.

"Abby its okay." Tim promised her. "It's a good thing."

Ziva bit her lip. "I'll be right back." She said quietly before going into the hallway. She pulled out her phone. "Tony?" She asked softly.

"Zi? Is everything alright?" Tony asked in concern.

"I can't go Tony." Ziva said quietly. "I can't…"

"Ziva what happened?" Tony asked anxiously.

"I'm just so conflicted." Ziva admitted. "My father needs me, but so does the team. It's not fair that I have to choose between the two."

"What's causing the change of heart?" Tony asked curiously.

"Abby… I can't leave Abby." Ziva said quietly before he phone began beeping signaling another call. "Hang on Tony I've got another call." She said before switching lines. "Special Agent David."

"Hello this is the emergency department of George Washington General, your father was just transported in." A bland voice came through the phone.

Ziva lost her breath for a moment. "I'm just upstairs right now visiting a friend… I'll be right down." Ziva said before completely hanging up the phone. She slowly re-entered Abby's room. "I have to go downstairs." She said blankly.

"Ziva?" Tim asked gently. "Is everything alright?"

She shook her head. "My father just was transported in via emergency transit."

"Ziva are you going to be okay going down there by yourself?" Abby asked quietly.

"I… I think so…" Ziva said hesitantly.

"Ziva." Gibbs said with a surprise. "Are you alright?" He asked looking at her ghostly white face.

"My father… He's downstairs in emergency." Ziva said softly.

"Was there an accident?" Gibbs asked, dreading the paperwork that would be involved in such an investigation.

Ziva shook her head. "I think he's sick." She said so quietly that they wouldn't have heard her if they weren't listening so closely. "That's why he came himself… I'm the only family he has left."

Gibbs gently put his arm around her shoulders. "Ziva we should go see what's the matter." He said gently. Ziva simply nodded as he led her into the elevator. "Zi, I'm sure everything is fine." He said gently as the doors slid shut.

Ziva shook her head as the elevator began its departure. "I hate my father… I hate him and he might be dying." She said anxiously. "What kind of a person does that make me!"

Gibbs pulled Ziva into his arms. "You've been hurt by him Ziva. It's okay to feel hatred toward someone who did what he did to you."

"What kind of a person hates their dying father?" Ziva asked angrily.

"Ziva!" Gibbs grabbed her wrists. "You shouldn't blame yourself for this."

"But…" Ziva began before the elevator doors opened. "Let's just get this over with." She said before making a direct path to the emergency room nurses station. "I'm Ziva David, Eli David is my father."

"Of course… He's right through those doors." The nurse said as he pointed toward a set of metal doors.

Ziva nodded before heading through the doors to see her father lying limply in a beige hospital bed. "What's wrong?"

"Director David was diagnosed with aortic stenosis nearly a year ago after a heart murmur was discovered during a checkup. He chose to leave it untreated…" One of the doctors informed her. "He just suffered from a heart attack."

Ziva looked at him in disbelief, her mind whirling. "Why wouldn't he have this treated?"

"Your father's decisions aren't any of my concern until he's conscious again." The doctor replied curtly. "You should know that his heart could potentially fail at any time."

Ziva shook her head. "Excuse me." She choked before heading back through the metal doors.

"Ziva what's wrong?" Gibbs asked, noticing her paling expression.

"I need to see Sienna." Ziva said as she headed for the elevator.

Gibbs grabbed onto her bicep. "Ziva, is your father alright?"

"I need Sienna…" Ziva protested.

"Ziva I'll call Tony and have him bring her here." Gibbs said gently as he directed her to sit down.

"Gibbs I don't hate him… I don't…" Ziva said anxiously.

"Ziva." Gibbs said firmly as he pulled out his cell phone. "It's okay." He promised as he dialed Tony's number.

"DiNozzo." Tony answered his phone swiftly.

"Tony you need to bring Sienna to the hospital." Gibbs said sternly.

"Does Ziva really think I can't take care of her for a couple of hours?" Tony asked angrily.

"DiNozzo…" Gibbs tried to interrupt him.

"Tell her that…"Tony continued.

Gibbs sighed. "DiNozzo she needs you." He said angrily.

"What's wrong?" Tony replied immediately.

"Her father's in the hospital." Gibbs replied. "I don't know what happened, but she's hurt Tony."

"Gibbs she won't want my help." Tony protested.

"Giving up isn't going to get you anywhere DiNozzo. Take it from someone who's made every mistake in the book." Gibbs advised. "The best thing you can do for her right now is to be there for her."

"Gibbs… she's…" Tony continued to protest.

"She's hurt and it's your job to be here for her." Gibbs finished for her. "We're in the emergency room, if you're not here in twenty minutes I'm coming to get you." He said sternly before hanging up his phone.

"Gibbs I don't want Tony…" Ziva tried to protest as she began to stand up.

"Ziva sit down." Gibbs said sternly before she slowly backed back down into her chair.

"Gibbs I just don't know if I can keep myself together…" Ziva admitted quietly.

"That's okay Zi." Gibbs offered.

Ziva shook her head furiously. "It's not okay! I've spent all of my life hating that man and now that he's dying… all I want to do is be his little girl again."

"Ziva… It's alright." Gibbs promised.

Ziva nodded slowly. "I just feel like a bad daughter." She admitted.

Gibbs couldn't help but chuckle. "Ziva you aren't." He promised. "Everything is going to work out."He said as he sat down next to his agent.

Ziva nodded. "Everything's going to be fine…" She said softly, trying not to let the small tears flowing down her cheeks show.

Tony made his way into the emergency room, carrying his tiny daughter in his arms. "Ziva." He breathed when he saw her pale face, tear stains covering it.

Ziva stood up and slowly walked toward him. Tony gently pulled her into his open arm. "It's okay Zi… It's okay." He promised softly.

Ziva shook her head as she buried her face into the crook of his neck. "Nothing about this is okay."

"Ziva…" Tony said abruptly and she pulled back in surprise. "I'm sorry… you were getting close to squashing Sienna…"

Ziva looked at her daughter longingly and Tony gently transferred the small baby into her arms. "Hey sweetheart." Ziva greeted her. "I'm here… I'm never leaving you." She whispered as she pulled her close.

"Ziva do you want to go for a walk? You look like you could use one." Tony offered softly. Ziva simply nodded before the two began their trek through the halls.

It was nearly twenty minutes later when someone said something again. "I'm a horrible daughter." Ziva said quietly.

Tony shook his head. "Ziva…"

"It's true! All he was trying to do was prepare me! I've never appreciated what he did for me. I've always seen everything as some sort of torture method." Ziva said quietly. "I never understood that he thought he was helping me…"

"Ziva… no father should ever… do what he did to you." Tony promised her. "There is never a reason that would justify what he did. Anywhere else in the world it would be considered abuse."

"Is that what you think when you see me?" Ziva asked angrily. "That I'm some sort of abused… ruined person? Is that what you think?"

Tony gently took hold of her shoulders. "I don't think that at all Zi… I think you're amazingly strong and loyal. I think you're perfect."

Ziva looked up at him with tears in her eyes. "I just don't know… What I'm supposed to do anymore…"

"You're supposed to be the best mother you can be to our daughter. That's the only thing you need to worry about." Tony said softly.

"Then… I have to do something." Ziva said softly. "You're not going to like it… or think it's a good idea. But it's important."

"Ziva…" Tony began.

"She needs to meet my father. She deserves to meet him." Ziva said softly.

Tony shook his head. "Ziva…"

"HE'S DYING TONY! WHAT IS IT GOING TO TAKE FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND THAT? HE CAN'T DO ANYTHING TO HER BECAUSE HE'S DYING!" Ziva screamed at him.

"Zi…" Tony tried.

"Shut up and leave me alone Tony." Ziva hissed angrily.

"Ziva…" Tony tried again.

Ziva turned around and swiftly slapped him across the face. They stood in silence for a moment before Ziva began to tremble. Tony could sense her arms failing and quickly reached for their daughter. As soon as the child was out of Ziva's arms she wrapped her arms around her own waist.

"Ziva… It's okay." He promised quietly. "Everything's okay."

Ziva shook her head. "I can't… I just… can't."

"Nobody is asking you to." Tony promised softly. "It's okay to feel hurt… and to show pain."

Ziva shook her head. "That's all he ever taught me… I'm not allowed to show pain. I cried once after I got lost at the marketplace and he put me out in the middle of nowhere and left me there to find my own way home. I can't be weak."

"You can be whatever you want to be Ziva… He's not in charge of you." Tony said softly.

"He ruined me Tony. I can't be what I need to be." Ziva said softly. "I can't love our daughter the way she needs me to."

"Hey." Tony said softly. "You're an amazing mother, and you'd do anything for our daughter."

Ziva furiously wiped her eyes with her wrist. "Is this ever going to get any easier?" She asked him.

Tony looked into her chocolate brown eyes, pooling with tears. "I hope so Zi…I hope so."

"Excuse me." A nurse's voice abruptly interrupted the pair. "I'm looking for a Ziva David."

"That's me." Ziva said quietly, desperately trying to avoid eye contact.

"Your father's asking for you." The nurse said quietly.

Ziva nodded before reaching over to take her daughter. "Is he still in emergency?"

"He was just transferred upstairs, room 245." The nurse informed before making his departure.

"That's right across the hall from Abby." Ziva said quietly.

"Why don't you go to your father's room and I'll be right across the hall." Tony suggested.

"I can't go alone." Ziva said softly.

"Then I'll be with you." Tony promised her. "Every step of the way."

Author's Note: YAAAAAAAAY I finally finished this chapter! Which means two things: 1. You guys get a new chapter. 2. I now have to write an essay and do about five worksheets for APUSH. *Sigh* I hope you guys are enjoying the story! Please Review!