Ziva cradled her baby in her arms, her eyes glued to her father, staring him down as she waiting for the elevator doors to close..."Two of you, go with her."...Eli David ordered; four men in black suit stood behind him, he took a step towards her, but his wife grabbed his arm..."Lo."
Eli looked back at his wife, then swung his head back towards the elevator, the doors were closed.
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Gibbs held Constance tightly as they sat in a hospital waiting room. Gibbs pulled away seeing Ziva as the elevator doors opened..."Your mom, kiddo."...Gibbs whispered.
Constance tilted her head, seeing Ziva moving towards them. She stood up, her cheeks lined with tears, she held out her arms..."I'm so sorry."
"Shhh."...Ziva embraced Constance, cupping the back of her head, pulling it against her shoulder..."Are you okay?"
"Dad got shot, I-I didn't know what to do, it's all my fault, I-I-I..."...Constance uttered through the weeping.
Ziva pulled back, caressing Constance's cheek..."Shh, it's not your fault...it's not your fault."...Ziva brought Constance's head back into her shoulder.
Gibbs walked over to them, softly rubbing at Constance's back..."He's going to be fine or he'll be answering to me, he knows the rules."
"Gibbs is right, if there is one thing about your father, is it that he's stubborn and tough as screws."
"Nails, Mom."...Constance sniffled..."Nails."
The elevator doors open..."This is not my fault, she is the one who turned down the bodyguards!"...Eli said in a loud voice.
"When is it going to be your fault, Eli? Do you enjoy seeing our family destroyed?"...Zahav questioned her husband.
Gibbs quickly made his way over to them as they continued to argue..."Not here."
"I did what I thought was best for..."
"You, Eli."...Zahav fired back..."Best for you!"
"He admitted hitting her, tossing her to the ground, so I assumed the worse!"
Gibbs stepped onto the elevator, pushing Eli back against the wall, pressing the button for the ground floor..."Assumed?! My agent was shot over an assumption? His little girl was almost raped and murdered over a fucking assumption?!"
Two bodyguards who stood in the back corners of the elevator pulled their weapons and aimed them at Gibbs.
"Down!"...Zahav yelled..."Put your weapons down! NOW!"
Eli David raised his hand, gesturing for the men to lower their weapons and they slowly do, he straightens his suit jacket..."I'm not the one who let him go, Agent Gibbs."
"Oh, believe me, Director Vance will feel my wrath."
"What would you do if a man admitted he hurt a woman who was carrying his child? I thought I was doing..."
"I think he'd be an asshole, not a killer! What you did was coercion, plain and simple and it nearly cost two people I deeply care about their lives!"...Gibb yelled in anger.
Eli raised his hands in protest..."I was just trying to help my daughter."
"Have you ever thought, she doesn't need your help anymore?"...The elevator door opened, Gibbs stepped out.
"Aren't you going back up?"...Zahav asked.
"I'll take the stairs."...Gibbs replied.
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Tony was laying in bed, asleep, his shoulder bandaged up.
"Why do you have to be so stupid? Do you think about the consequences before you do them? Do you want your son to grow up not knowing his father? Do you?!"...Ziva ranted, holding his hand so tightly, their hands were turning white.
Ziva laid the side of her head against Tony's chest, looking up at him. She closed her eyes, listening and feeling his heart beat against her ear..."I need you."
Tony slipped his fingers into Ziva's hair..."If you're talking about sex, okay, but you have to be on top."...He said in a raspy voice.
"You're awake!"...Ziva exclaimed.
"Yeah."
"You were shot!"
"Yeah, I know, I was there, Ziva."
Ziva slaps Tony across the face.
"Fine, I'll be on top."
"Shut up and kiss me."...Ziva pressed her lips to his..."Don't ever do that again! You hear me?!"...She quickly hugs him, giving him another kiss.
Tony grunted, she backed away, showing a grimace on his face..."Sorry."...She whispered, tears in her eyes.
Tony sat up the best he could, wiping away her tears. He slid his hand around to the back of her head, kissing her..."I love you."
"Daddy?"...Constance asked, standing in the doorway.
"You okay?"...Tony voice started to break.
"Yeah, I'm fine...are you okay?"
Tony smiled..."Always, baby girl...come here, wanna hug?"
"Like you wouldn't believe."...Constance hurried over to her father, hugging him.
"Where is your brother?"...Ziva asked.
"I have him."...Gibbs replied, walking into the room, holding the baby.
"Excuse me."...An older graying man in a blue surgical scrubs said, sliding past Gibbs into the room, carrying a chart..."I'm doctor Jonas, I performed your surgery, your test results look good, how do you feel?"
"Like I just got shot."...Tony said, stating the obvious.
"How the pain?"
"Okay, I guess, my wife slapped me and I just now felt it."...Tony looked at Ziva..."Why did you slap me?"
Ziva shrugged.
"Heh."...Tony fell back and let out a small moan, followed by a yawn..."I had the weirdest dream, I was standing on top of this pyramid in some kind of sun-robe and there was like a thousand naked chicks and they were all throwing little pickles at me."
Everyone looked at Tony's oddly except for Constance who snorted through her sniffles..."That wasn't a dream, Dad, that's from..."
"Real Genius."...Tony and Constance spoke together..."Heh."
"Jethro."...Fornell said, standing just outside of Tony's room, Gibbs turned, looking at him..."I need to talk to you, it's important."
Ziva held out her hands, taking the baby from Gibbs, he stepped out the door..."What is it, Tobias?"
"Langer's still alive."
"What?"...Gibbs placed his hand on Fornell's back, leading him away from the door.
"He's brain dead, but he's being kept alive on a respirator."
"You've got to be kidding me."
"Paramedics got him breathing, but he has no brain wave activity, Gibbs."
"Well, yeah, Fornell, DiNozzo jammed a damn pencil in his brain."
"He's still alive?"...Ziva replied, moving up behind them.
Gibbs and Fornell stood there silent.
"I cannot tell Constance that the man who tried to rape..."
Gibbs moved to Ziva, placing his hand on her arm, trying to calm her..."I know and you won't have to."
"What are you going to do, Gibbs, pull the plug yourself?"...Fornell asked, joining them.
"If I have to."...Gibbs replied..."Where is he?"
"Third floor, room 321."...Gibbs started towards the elevator, Fornell grabbed his arm..."I can't let you do that, Jethro."
"Then you better shoot me, Fornell."...Gibbs proclaimed, breaking free of Fornell's grasp, making his way to the elevator.
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Gibbs, Ziva and Fornell stepped off the elevator to the third floor. A nurse was yelling for security, they ran towards the woman, the two bodyguards from the elevator were standing guard in front of room 317, the sound of heart monitor flat-lining blared from inside the room.
Eli David stood over Langer, watching him die.
"FBI!"...Fornell yelled..."Stand aside!"
The men didn't budge. Eli turned, moving over to the door..."I killed him."...He confessed.
"Why?"...Fornell questioned.
"The world is a better place with him dead."...The two bodyguards turned to their side, allowing Eli to exit, he walked up to Ziva, lifting his hand to her cheek..."I'm sorry, Ziva."...He leaned down, kissing her on the forehead..."Please forgive me."...He turned and started down the hallway.
"Aren't you going to arrest him?!"...A nurse yelled.
"It wouldn't matter."...Gibbs replied..."He has diplomatic immunity, best case scenario, he'll never be able to re-enter the United States."
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Gibbs stood in the doorway..."You wanted to talk me, Tony?"
Ziva pulled away from Tony, giving him a kiss, she walked over to Constance, taking the baby from her..."Constance, your dad and Gibbs need to talk...lets get something to eat."
Constance rose, making her way over to Gibbs, she quickly gives him another hug before following Ziva out the door.
"What is it, DiNozzo?"
"Ziva and I have been talking and uh, well...and I've been thinking, there's a lot on my mind, Gibbs, like: whether or not I'm ever gonna get laid again with Gibbler in the house, how long my mother-in-law will live with us, constant worrying about Constance, looking at every man and thinking, that son-of-a-bitch wants to bang my daughter and having the strength not to kill him, the fact that if I ever seen Director Vance again, it'll be the last dance for Leon Vance, because I will kill bastard."
"You're not coming back are you?"
"You've been like a father to me, more than my own father has at times, but I can't do it anymore. I love you, Boss and I'd do anything in the world for you, but I can't...there are more important things in my life now and, and I'm sorry, but I just can't."
The End?