A bloody faced Tony quickly sat up at the waist and shook his head as a woman in blue scrubs waved smelling salts under his nose, his lower lip and chin split and bleeding, "Ziva!" He called out as he awoke, but lifted his hand upwards, grimaced in pain as he touched his chin.

The woman placed her hands on his shoulders pushing him back to the bed, "I need you to stay calm, Mr. DiNozzo." She calmly spoke.

"Where's my wife?"

The doctor wiped at Tony's head with a towel and flashed a light into eyes, "Blurred vision?"

"What? No." Tony grabbed the doctor's arm, "Where's my wife?"

"She's next door."

Tony swung his legs off the side of the bed, dropping his feet to the floor, "Sir, please."

Tony slid past the doctor and promptly fell down, only to get right back up and made his way to the door, "Orderly!" The doctor called for help.

Tony hurried out the door and down the hall turning into the next examination room, Ziva was lying on the table, "Ziva?" He hoped.

Ziva turned her head, looking towards him, she smiled and held her hand out to him.

Tony smiled back and walked over, a nurse went to stop him, but a doctor grabbed her arm and shook her off, "Let him go."

Tony took her hand in his, he leaned down kissing her on the lips, he winched at the pain, but kissed her again, "I'm okay." She whispered. He kissed her again, not caring about the pain in his lip.

The doctor who was taking care of Ziva walked over to Tony's, "Concussion?"

"No, mostly scrapes and bruises and a split lip, yours?"

"Mild concussion, she complained of blurry vision and pain, but her vision seems to have returned to normal and she had a cut on the back of her head, 12 stitches. She was pretty lucky."

"They both were."

Gibbs and Abby walked down the long corridor, passing by a security detail. He opened the door, walking into Ziva's hospital room.

Tony was leaning forward in a chair, his head laying on the edge of the bed looking at Ziva, their eyes locked on to one another. She slowly petted the side of his head softly as they quietly conversed.

"DiNozzo." Gibbs called out.

Tony raised his head, "Be right back." He whispered and got up, moving around the hospital bed receiving a HUGE hug from Abby, "Abs, you're killing me." He struggled to get out.

Abby eased up her grip, "Would you stop almost being blown up, please!" She cried out.

Tony didn't say a word, he just embraced her before she pulled away and moved over to Ziva.

Gibbs signalled for Tony to head out into the hallway with him.

They walked out of the room, closing the door behind them. Gibbs raised his hand, gently raising up Tony's head under his chin, "That's going to leave a scar."

"Harrison Ford would be proud, I'm sure."

"Here." Gibbs said, holding out a large brown bag.

"Boss?"

"Your weapons."

Tony took the bag, "Thanks."

"You have a concussion?"

"No, I'm good, Boss, but Ziva has a mild one, but she's going to be okay. Thank God."

Gibbs slapped Tony on the back of the head, "What the hell were you doing over there!"

Tony cringed, rubbing at the back of his head, "Rabb's CIA friend, Webb, was taking us to Kort's safe-house."

"You should've called, waited for back-up!"

"He killed my father!"

"Yeah and he almost killed you and Ziva!"

Tony stepped back, bringing his hands up, taking a huge breath as he rubbed his face.

"What about this Webb guy?"

Tony's hands slid down the length of his face, letting out a small sigh, "He's dead, Gibbs, he was inside the townhouse."

"Tony, fire and rescue didn't find any bodies at the scene."

"WHAT?" Tony's facial expression went from sadness to anger in the blink of an eye. He looked around, thinking of what to do. He took a step away from Gibbs, only to be grabbed.

"Where are you going?"

"Rabb."

"Why?"

Tony looked at Gibbs, his eyes burning with anger, "To get some damn answers, what do you think?"

"Kicking the JAG's ass is not the way to do it, DiNozzo, you and I both know that." Gibbs replied, "I'll talk to him, okay?"

Tony groaned, "He called me, Gibbs."

"Who? Rabb?"

"Kort." Tony gritted his teeth, disgusted just hearing the name, "That bastard called before the bomb went off, Boss." He swallowed hard, "I..."

Gibbs just looked at Tony, knowing how he felt, knowing the pain in his heart. He raised his hand to his shoulder, squeezing it, "Your wife needs you."

Tony took a step back, turning his head away from Gibbs and just stood there for a few seconds before walking back to Ziva's room and going inside it.

Gibbs walked over to the two man security team next to Ziva's room, "You have Kort's photo?"

The men nodded.

"Shoot to kill."

The door to Rabb's office flew open, Gibbs hurried through the door, Rabb's assistant following him into the room, "Sir!"

"It's okay, Petty Officer, close the door."

Rabb's assistant left, closing the door behind her, "What can I do for you, Gibbs?"

"Tell me about Webb."

Rabb's immediately crossed his arms in a defensive manner, "I don't know anyone by that name."

"Cut the shit, he was with Tony and Ziva today when the explosion happened."

Rabb's eyes widened, "I saw that on ZNN, that was you guys?"

"Your man set up my people."

Rabb laughed, "You have to be joking."

Gibbs stepped forward, pounding his fist into Rabb's desk, "Does it look like I'm telling a god damn joke!"

Rabb shook his head in defiance, "There's no way, Gibbs, I've known Webb for close to 15 years, sure he can be a dick, but he's as straight as they come."

"Fine, if you're so sure, then contact him, lets find out."

Suddenly, the door opened, "Sarah?" Harm questioned with concern in his voice, "Is everything okay? The kids?"

"You have to listen to this, Harm." Sarah said, walking over to them, holding up her cell phone.

Tony and Ziva were lying in bed together, face to face. He was holding a bag of ice to the back of her head as she held a bag of ice to his lower lip, "It looks like it hurts."

Tony muffled through the ice bag.

"What?" Ziva asked, pulling back the bag.

"It does."

Ziva kissed his lips and smiled, "Better?"

"Yes." He said, but shook his head no.

Ziva laughed.

"Heh."

Ziva placed the ice bag back on his lip drawing a muffled groan from Tony. She leaned forward, pressing her lips to his forehead and closed her eyes just staying there.

The door to Ziva's room opened, the NCIS security agent stepped into the room, "Agent DiNozzo?"

The muffled voice of Tony continued until he pulled back from his icy relief, "Yeah?"

"Eli David is downstairs, he wishes to visit his daughter."

Ziva quickly turned over, "Aba?" She whispered to herself.

"Absolutely not!" Tony shouted, getting off the bed.

"No, send him up." Ziva spoke up.

"What?" Tony looked at Ziva as she sat up in bed, "No." He shook his head at her.

"It is okay, Tony."

"No, it's not, Ziva. Mossad was helping Kort. Hell, your father could've order the hit on my dad. On US!"

Ziva reached out, taking a hold of Tony's hand, pulling him closer, she stared into his eyes, "Trust me." She whispered.

Tony reluctantly gave in, give her a slight nod. He bent over, kissing her again, showing the signs of pain as he pulled away, making her laugh, "If it hurts, stop doing it."

"I can't." Tony smiled weakly.

"You're addicted to me, yes?" Ziva grinned.

"Yeah." Tony whispered, kissing her again, "I'm a full blown Zivaholic."

"You were one of few things that were ever great in my life, Sarah." Webb's voice-mail started, "The time we spent together then and recently." Harm glared at Sarah as the voice-mail continued, "I did something today, something horrific, but I NEEDED to feel important again and it's not like I haven't killed innocent before, but it's different when they're the good guys, but God help me, it was worth it. Having that feeling of power again, even for a second. I've missed...it, sitting behind that desk all these years, just rotting away." Webb sighed, "Last week, you and I, it was if I was reborn again. Thank you."

Harm took a step back, just shaking his head at Sarah.

"I'm sorry, Harm and it was just a kiss. It didn't mean anything."

"It obviously meant something to him!" Harm shouted, "And to me!"

"LATER!" Gibbs yelled, getting Harm and Sarah's attention as the voice-mail continued to play, "I heard something about a key."

"He gave me a key." Sarah replied.

"Play the message again." Gibbs said.

The message started playing again and got up to part where they left off, "Remember the place I took you to on your birthday? It's key to everything. Goodbye, Sarah and I'm sorry, Harm."

The door to Ziva's room opened, Eli David and Amit Hadar walked into the room.

Ziva was wrapped up in a blanket, covered up to her neck, laying away from them, "See what you did?" Tony said, standing next to her.

"Me?" Eli replied.

"Yeah, you going to deny it now? That's rich."

"I do not know what you are talking about." Eli stated.

Tony began, but Ziva fought to utter, "Aba, is that you?"

"I am here." Eli spoke, moving closer to her.

"Stop." Tony said, "That's close enough."

"She is my daughter!"

"And she's my wife!"

"Tony." Ziva gulped hard, "Aba." She struggled trying to sit up.

Tony placed his hand on her shoulder stopping her from sitting up, "Hey, the doctor told you not to move."

"What is wrong with her?" Eli asked.

"A bomb went off, what do you think?"

"A bomb?"

"Don't act stupid, you sent the guy. You sent Kort."

Eli took a step back, looking shocked, "Kort did this?"

"You denying it? You sent a man to kill your own daughter!"

"That's a lie!" Eli roared.

"She would be dead." Hadar added, "Because he would have sent me and I do not fail."

"Yeah, I guess that went for my father's, too, huh? Killed by your agent."

"I did not authorized that." Eli raised his voice.

"Sorry, Dad." Tony shook his head towards Eli with disgust, "I don't believe you."

Ziva let out a deep groan as she attempted to get up again, making Tony put his hand behind her, "Ziva, please." He begged.

"Why, Aba?" Ziva fought to get out, tears crawling down her cheeks.

Sadness washed over Eli's face, "I did not do this, Zivy. Kort was only meant to retrieve with the help of Vance."

"What does Vance have to do with anything?" Tony questioned.

"We had to bring him in, he had the diamonds, we needed them to get the package."

"Package? Wait, are you telling me Kort has a suitcase nuke in Washington?"

"Yes."

"Are you INSANE?"

"Would you rather it be in the hands of a terrorists?"

"He IS a terrorist, he blew up a fucking building!"

Tony lifted his cell phone and started dialing.

"Who are you calling?"

"There's a mad man with a live nuke in DC and you're asking questions?"

"It does not have a working trigger, it is corroded, it will not work." Hadar added.

Ziva sat up, "What was Tzipi Meir assignment?"

Eli was stunned at Ziva's miraculous recovery, "Ziva?"

"ABA! What was Tzipi Meir assignment?"

"She was to buy a working trigger." Hadar answered.

"Let me guess, for three million dollars?" Tony asked, his cell phone glued to his ear.

"How did you know that?"

Gibbs lifted his cell phone to his ear, "Boss!" Tony yelled through the phone, "Kort has a suitcase nuke."

"Yeah, DiNozzo and we're looking at it." Gibbs conveyed as he, Harm and Sarah were all looking at a large rectangular box sitting in the bottom of a large locker.

Author Note #1 - The last week has sucked. HARD. My wife has been sick and all I have to say is, she's superwoman. Okay, I'm gonna pass out now.