The next time Jeanne went into to Tony's room he was sleeping, and Ziva had gone down to the cafeteria to get something to eat. When Ziva came back Jeanne was on her way out of the room.
"Oh, Ziva I love your shirt!" Jeanne said. Ziva looked down at her shirt. She was wearing a plain pink cotton t-shirt.
"Thank you." Ziva said, confused. Jeanne continued down the hall and Ziva followed her. "Why are you being so nice?" Ziva asked her
"What do you mean?" Jeanne asked
"Tony picked NCIS over you, again, that does not bother you?" Ziva asked her, grabbing her arm so she would stop walking.
"It doesn't bother me at all." She spat before turning and quickly walking down the hall away from Ziva.
"Liar." Ziva said, turning and walking back to Tony's room. He was awake, sitting in his bed waiting for. "Jeanne has lost it." Ziva said when she entered the room.
"What?" Tony said laughing "She seems fine. She's been so nice"
"That is what I mean, last time you picked NCIS over her she accused you of murdering her father, and when I walked in here before she complimented my shirt."
"Why is it weird she complimented your shirt?" he asked, Ziva sounded like she was the one who lost her mind.
"She should hate me" Ziva explained."And Tony, there is nothing special about my shirt."
"But everything looks ten times better on you than it would on somebody else." Tony said and winked at her.
"I am being serious, Tony." She said
"Me too!'' He said
"Fine, but I really think she has lost it." She told him. He motioned for her to come and sit next to him on the bed, which she happily did.
"You never answered my question earlier" He said as he wrapped his arms around her and she leaned into him without even realizing it.
"What question?" She asked, even though she knew exactly which one.
"About getting married." he said.
She didn't want to answer his question. The truth was she wanted nothing more than to get married someday, especially to him. She wanted something permanent, and marriage would give that to her. Marriage would give her some form of stability,which was something she really needed. She knew that wasn't something Tony wanted though. The only thing Ziva had ever seen him commit to was his DVD player, why would commit to her? He told her he loved her, but she knew there was little hope of him wanting to marry her, of all people.
"What was the question exactly?" Ziva asked trying to buy herself some time while she figured out how exactly she should answer. Every time they kissed or something somebody would walk in and interrupt them, but of course everyone would leave them alone now, just her luck. What would happen if she answered him truthfully? What if it scared him away because that wasn't what he wanted to hear? Telling the truth probably would lead to trouble for the both of them, she didn't want to fight anymore. She never wanted to fight ever agian.
"Would you ever want to get married?'' He asked and waited for the answer, not breaking eye contact, until she looked away. She looked down and stared at his chest so he couldn't see how nervous she was about answering.
"Yes, I would'' she said quietly but her didn't hear her.
"What? you're speaking too quiet." He said, he grabbed her chin and pulled her face up so their eyes were even, but she dropped them back down to his chest best she could.
"I said Yes, I would. Very, very badly. It is something I always dreamed about. That is what is has always been though, just a dream. I just so desperately want, well need actually, something permanent." She answered.
Tony stayed quiet. Ziva started to tear up, she should have just lied. She shot up from the bed and swiftly walk out of the room.
"Ziva wait!" Tony called after her, but there was no way she was going to turn around and go back, she was too embarrassed.
She got into the elevator and let a few tears fall before she hastily wiped them away. When she got out of the elevator she walked with her eyes down,so no one could see her eyes getting all watery again. When got out of the hospital it was raining, but she didn't mind, it would help hide the tears. She slowly walked across the parking lot, not trying to stop the tears anymore. She unlocked the car and moved to open the door when something hard and heavy hit her over the head, and then everything went black.
Tony stared at the clock, and it had been an hour and a minute since Ziva had left, and he was growing worried. He reached for his phone and dialed McGee's number
"McGee" McGee said sleepily into his phone.
"Hey,McGee, can you trace Ziva's phone?" Tony asked, the worry clear in his voice.
"Yeah, sure...wait she isn't with you? McGee asked
"No, I was stupid and I made her upset and she left, and I'm worried, she's been gone for an hour, I called her twice and she didn't answer." Tony said, feeling nauseous, he had a really bad feeling that something was wrong.
"She's at her apartment, maybe she just fell asleep there?"McGee suggested.
"Do you think you could go and check on her?" Tony asked
"Tony, she will kill me if she thinks I think she can't take of herself" McGee whined.
"Please, McGee!" Tony begged
"Fine, but if she kills me it's on your shoulders." McGee said
"Whatever, just please call me when you get there and let me know she's okay." Tony said, still sounding worried.
"Yeah, I'm sure she's fine." McGee said, not sure who he was actually trying to convince, Tony or himself.
Ziva woke up with one of the worst headaches she had ever had. She slowly opened her eyes and the room was spinning so she quickly shut them tight again. All she could tell was that she was laying on the floor somewhere and her legs and hands were bound.
Tony anxiously waited for McGee to call him. Tony had asked several nurses if they had seen Ziva when she left and every one of them said the same thing, that she had stormed into the elevator looking upset,but didn't see her after that.
Tony's phone rang and he answered before the first ring had even finished.
"Is she okay?" Tony almost yelled
"I don't know"McGee said
"What do you mean you don't know?"Tony asked, all the worry returning to his voice.
"Well she's not here, I'm not sure she ever was. Her phone was in front of her apartment door, and I knocked but she didn't answer, so I got the building manager to let me in, he's not the best guy to wake up in the middle of the night, by the way. I also asked him for security tapes, but the one for Ziva's hallway broke earlier today so he gave me the ones for the elevator, lobby, and stairwells. I'm going back to NCIS, I have a bad feeling about all of this."
"Thanks McGee." Tony said sadly.
"Can you do me a favor Tony?" McGee asked
"Of course, you just did all that for me."
"Can you call Gibbs and wake him, and ask him to go to NCIS to help? Ok thanks, bye." McGee said quickly and hung up before Tony could decline.
Before Tony called Gibbs he called one of his nurses into his room.
"I demand to be discharged immediately." He told her
"I'm sorry sir, but Dr. Benoit sai-"
"I don't care what Dr. Benoit says, were you one of the nurses that worked with Ziva David? " He asked and the nurse nodded "Did she threaten you?" The nurse nodded again with wide eyes. "If you do not discharge me right now, she will carry out those threats do you understand?" the nurse nodded once more before going and getting the paperwork for Tony to be discharged.
Tony picked up his phone and called Gibbs, hopefully he would be in the basement build a desk or something . The phone rang twice, three times, four, and then Gibbs finally answered
"This better be good DiNozzo!" Gibbs barked into the phone
"Ziva's missing, McGee has security tape footage for her apartment building and he's going back to NCIS to try and find her and would like your help."
"Okay, I'll meet him." Gibbs said
"But first I need you to come here and get me."
"Jeanne's letting you leave?" Gibbs asked
"Something like that." Tony answered.
Ziva tried to get up,but her head was still spinning and she felt like she was going to be sick. She slowly reopened her eyes, and kept blinking until the room stopped spinning. Wherever she was there were no windows, and a single light bulb was shining from the ceiling. She managed to get herself into a sitting position. There was a big bowl of water and bowl of come kind of cereal next to her.
How kind she thought.
Gibbs drove faster than he usually did to the hospital, which was saying something. After breaking at least 20 different traffic laws he arrived at the hospital, parked, and quickly went in.
Tony was waiting, sitting on the edge of the bed with a pair of crutches.
"The nurse would only let me leave if I swore I would use these." He explained to Gibbs.
The pair exited the hospital in silence, both very worried.
When they were crossing the parking lot something caught Tony's eye.
"Gibbs, over there, Ziva's car." He said poiting to the other side of the parking lot, they both got into Gibbs car and drove over to where Ziva's car was parked.
The first thing they noticed was blood splatter on the ground next to the drivers side door.
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