Enemies in General

By tivamcabby5

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! Well, technically I own seasons 3-7 of NCIS on DVD and a few t-shirts and pins…but whatever.

Note: I am incredibly sorry for not updating sooner, but my computer has been screwy and thought (MULTIPLE times) that it would be cute to delete the chapters randomly when I'm in the middle of them. Hopefully that problem has gone away now, and I guess it has if I actually get to update this. Thanks for sticking with me, guys!

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As soon as Abby saw Ziva, she dropped McGee's hand and rushed over to the bed. "Ziva!" she shouted, loudly, before everyone hushed her. "Sorry. Ohmygod I was SO worried about you! I was running a ballistics test when McGee called and said you had been hurt and then I freaked out and ran to tell ducky but they elevator wasn't working so I took the stairs…but that's not important." She took two deep breaths before continuing. "Oh, I was so worried, Ziva." She leaned in and gave her best friend an awkward hug, being cautious of the tubes and wires.

"I know," Ziva said softly, smiling. She looked around the room at her team. Tony was talking to McGee and Palmer at the foot of her bed; Abby was rambling to her about something, to which Ziva said the occasional "yes" and "I know"; and Ducky was investigating all of the contraptions Ziva was hooked up to.

But Ziva looked past the chaos encircling her to Gibbs, silently leaning against the door frame, smiling at her.

He walked over and gave her a hug, asking her if she was okay. She smiled up at her father figure and said she felt fine, that she was just a little tired.

After Ziva had gotten hugs and "so glad you're okay" s from everyone, it was only Gibbs, Tony, and her left in the room. An awkward silence hung in the air, as if each person was waiting for the others to say something.

Gibbs was the first to speak. "You two got something to tell me?" he asked, looking between his agents.

Tony looked at Ziva, Ziva looked at Tony. "We are…" Tony started, taking a deep breath.

"-in love, Gibbs," Ziva finished, putting it as bluntly as possible.

"And it took you almost dying to figure that out, Zivers?" Gibbs asked, laughing.

Tony opened and closed his mouth like a fish, dumbstruck. "No Rule Number Twelve lecture, Boss?" he finally asked, a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.

"Rule Fifty-one," Gibbs said.

"Sometimes, you're wrong," Ziva whispered. "Am I right?"

"Exactly." Gibbs moved towards the door. "I was wrong to make number twelve. I'm not going to be the one who makes you two miserable the rest of your lives because you can't be together. Just keep it out of the office."

"Wow, Boss," Tony said, breathless. "Thanks."

Gibbs nodded. "Take care of her, DiNozzo."

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A/N: Short, I know, but wellll…that's the end, folks! If anyone wants an epilogue, I have one written. I will try and update this again today if you want it.

We've gotten a TON of snow and I'm taking advantage of the fact that our driveway is snowed in (which means I can't get to track practice or my orthodontist appointment – yay me!) to get a lot of stuff done.

And a belated Merry Christmas to anyone who celebrates it! Mine was full of NCIS things…seasons 1 and 2 on DVD, an ornament, the official board game, and a water bottle with all of Gibbs' rule on it :).

Thanks for reading! Fave line? Comments? Epilogue? Leave a review, please!

-TM5-