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Ever since he was young, Tony DiNozzo had always hated hospitals. He hated the pristine white of the walls, bare of any colour or life. He hated the constant foul odour of the antiseptic and the phone that nobody seemed to answer, but what he hated most was the feeling he got when he entered one. The feeling of uneasiness, sadness and fear that washed over him, having no other reason but the knowledge that the hospital was always full of people yet seemed so solemn and quiet.
Antony DiNozzo was so engrossed in his thoughts, that he had not noticed the pretty blond nurse that now stood in front of him.
"Excuse me, Mr DiNozzo?" she asked, causing the agent to jump and look up.
"Yes!" he said hopefully, glancing up expectedly at the nurse.
"Mr McGee has just come out of surgery, he will make a full recovery, the bullet clipped him on the shoulder, lodging itself in to the bone, we successfully removed the bullet and he should be able to leave, early tomorrow morning" the nurse smiled, then skittered down the hall.
"DiNozzo!" came the harsh but worried voice of Agent Gibbs, Tony turned his head to see not only his boss but a very worried looking Abby walking up to him.
"Hey Boss" he greeted. Before he had a chance stand, Abby flung herself in to his arms.
"Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god. Is Timmy ok… are you Ok!" Abby said quickly, frantic hands reaching for Tony's face. Tony just smiled, nodding.
"I'm fine Abs, Tim's fine and we got our suspect in custody" Tony said, looking at Gibbs who nodded.
"McGeek should be able to go home tomorrow morning" Tony said, prying Abby's arms from around his neck.
"Abby stay with McGee, Tony you're with me" Gibbs ordered, starting down the corridor.
"With you boss" Tony flinched as the palm of Gibb's hand collided with the back of his head.
"Interrogation."
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Abby watched the 'silver haired fox' and Tony DiNozzo walked towards the exit door of the hospital, a slight stride in their steps. She hated hospitals, especially the doctors, it is not like she had anything against them, she just didn't like them. Making her way towards Timmy's room, she stopped just short of going through the door.
"He needs chocolates, and flowers!" she said to herself, turning round and starting towards the gift shop.
When Abby had finished with her 'shopping spree' she rushed to McGee's room, Balloons, chocolates, teddy bear and flowers in hand. Awkwardly pushing the door open she smiled as she was met with the amused gaze of Timothy McGee.
"Hey Abby." He said with a knowing smile. She smiled back, setting the balloons, teddy chocolate and flowers down.
"McGee!" she all but screamed, wrapping her arms round him in a tight hug. At his moan, she let go, her pale hands covering her mouth.
"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"
"No, I'm fine… did we catch the guy?" He asked, a sly smile came to Abby's lips as she stole one of his chocolates.
"What do you think?" Abby said with a light hearted smile, hugging the teddy bear tight to her chest.
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The interrogation room was silent, the only one present was the man that currently sat in the interrogation chair, his hands, cuffed in front of him. Tony stared at him through the glass of the observation room, silently wishing to himself that he could put a bullet in the man's head, or cause him as much pain as he had caused Ziva. Moments passed before Gibbs entered the interrogation room, the door slamming against the wall beside it as he made his entrance.
"You must be Agent Gibbs" Habib Chavev said, turning his head to nod his greeting. "I would shake you're hand, but as you can see I am unable" the man smiled as he lifted up his hands, showing them cuffed tightly together. Gibbs ignored him, sitting down and slamming a file on the desk.
"Is there any reason I am here?" he asked, Gibbs bit back his anger, chewing on the inside of his cheek.
"You killed one of my Agents." Gibbs accused stonily, cold eyes staring into the others mans. A sick smile creped on to the man's face, a knowing look in his eye.
"You agent?" he asked.
"Yes my agent, the one you beat half to death and shot in her own home!" Gibbs shouted, losing all patients with Habib's cocky attitude. Habib Chavev expression remained calm.
"I have no idea what you are talking about" he said.
"Don't lie to me you bastard, I will get the information from you somehow!" The man laughed, causing Gibbs to clench his fists in anger.
"And how do you suppose on doing that agent Gibbs?" he asked, leaning forward.
"I have seen what you Americans call an 'interrogation' you can't do anything to me." Habib grinned, showing yellow teeth. He had not realized the door open and close, had paid no attention to the man that had entered interrogation, his cold eyes watching him from a distance. It was Jethro's time to smile, standing up straight and regaining his composure.
"I might not be able to get anything out of you." Gibbs said calmly, then inclined his head towards the man standing a few feet away. "But he will." Chavev's smile disappeared and he suddenly stiffened, the Director of Mossad stared at him through a stoic expression, leaning up against the wall.
"D…D…Director" he stuttered shifting under the man's gaze.
"Officer Habib Chavev" the Mossad Director greeted, calmly making his way to the seat which was just seconds ago occupied by Agent Gibbs.
With his hands clasped tightly in front of his, he sat staring at the man opposite, not making a sound. Moments passed and still nobody had uttered a word, Director David, decided to break the silence.
"What did I ever do to you, that would make you turn against me?" he asked calmly, suddenly the man turned angry.
"You know what you did!" he said through gritted teeth. The Director remained expressionless, he looked down, staring at the man's arm. A deep cut scared his skin, ripping the flesh from his wrist up to just under his elbow.
"What happened to your arm?" he asked, deciding to change the subject. Habib smiled.
"I cut myself on a piece of glass" he said, barely containing the large grin that appeared on his face.
"Do not lie to me" Eli warned. Habib shrugged.
"It was not a complete lie, I got this when your bitch of a daughter tried to defend herself."
Flashback
Ziva kicked the man that was currently trying to get on top of her, hearing him grunt as he was forced backwards, shattering the window. She couldn't help but laugh as the glass tore the flesh of the man's arm, causing him to yell in pain.
"You bitch" he swore, striking Ziva in the face once more. She couldn't help the strangled gasp that escaped passed her lips as she tried desperately to get some air into her lungs, but the three bullets that had tore through her chest just moments ago had made it hard to breathe. She heard a knock on the door, then voices.
She tried to scream, tried to call for help, but the lack of air in her lungs, and the strong hand that covered her mouth prevented her from doing so. The door closed, the voices ceased, and again she was alone, alone with the three people who were going to kill her.
End of Flashback
Habib leaned forward, taunting the Director. " Do you want to know what I did to your daughter Director?" the man whispered, licking his lips. Eli clenched his fists tightly and without thinking drew his hand back hitting the Israeli traitor in the face. Habib was forced backwards, hitting the ground with a large thud. Gibbs made no action to stop the man.
"Why did you kill her?" he screamed. The man laughed again, looking up at the director while holding his obviously broken nose.
"You might want to ask Jamal that question." He replied. Eli started towards the man, his fist raised, Gibbs putting a hand on his bicep made him stop.
"We need to talk!" he said angry, dragging the older man outside.
When outside the room, the Director pulled his arm from Gibbs's grasp.
"How dare you touch me!" he yelled, Gibbs turned to him.
"You assaulted my suspect, I don't know nor do I want to know how you 'interrogate' people in Israel, but in America we don't hit the people we are trying to get information from do you understand that!" Gibbs shouted, slamming his open palm hard against the wall. The Director remained unusually calm.
"You heard what that man said agent Gibbs, how he tried to defile my daughter!" his tone became angry.
"That does not give you the right to take a hand to my suspect!" the men were silent, quietly staring each other. Everything around them seeming to be a blur. Gibbs blinked then turned, walking away, leaving the Director staring angrily after him.
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Tony paid no attention to his boss as he stormed round the corner ,he didn't know what his boss was angry about exactly, but he figured it had something to do with the way the Mossad Director had reacted to what Habib had said. He couldn't help but smile when he thought about the Director hitting him, giving Tony the slight satisfaction when the man broke his nose.
"DiNozzo, what are doing at Ziva's desk?" Gibbs asked, Tony looked up startled.
"I was cleaning it boss, The Director wanted her things to take back to Israel with her…with her body" Gibbs looked down into the box that currently held two photos and a small book then looked at Tony. Plucking a photo from the box, he stared at it with a small smile. It was the photo of the team, at the last Christmas party, slightly worn at the edges. He placed it on the desk, looking up at Tony.
"This stays here"
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