It was just a little after ten am when Tony was jerked awake from his peaceful sleep by the opening of the door and a high pitched voice screaming his name before a black hurricane engulfed him.

"Hey Abs, Fancy seeing you here." He whispered to the goth in his arms who'd managed to knock the wind from him with her patented tackle hug. "What took you so long?" He added as an afterthought since somehow he would have thought that Gibbs would have called her earlier and that she would have come as soon as she could.

Tony glanced at Gibbs who was still sitting by his bed and who just shrugged his shoulders to show he didn't know the answer to the question either.

"Don't you Abs me." The stern words coming from the goth who was now standing between the two men with her hands on her hips, brought his mind back to the woman. "You are such an idiot for not taking care of yourself and making yourself so sick, I mean you were so dehydrated you passed out and they had to pump you full of fluids and did you know that you can die of that kind of dehydration and then you had to go further and not eat! And I would have been here earlier but Duckman told me you need some time to figure something out so he made me stay at work until now. What's up with that anyway? What aren't you telling me?"

Her eyes were narrowed as she alternated from glaring at Tony to glaring at Gibbs. The older man just stared back at her, whereas Tony's mind was spinning. He couldn't remember Ducky's part in any of this but it didn't take a genius to figure out Gibbs must have called him at some point, but the fact that he knew enough about what was going on to know he and Gibbs needed some time alone worried the young man for some reason.

Tony closed his eyes briefly as his insides twisted with worry and anxiety over the current situation. He felt better after being given a lot of IV fluids and having rested for a while, but he still had a headache and the constant emotional roller coaster had his stomach rolling with nausea.

"Tony?" Abby's worried question made the Italian open his eyes and he looked at the concerned face of the goth and to Gibbs' frowning one.

"I'm fine Abs, just a bit tired I guess." He sent a pleading look at Gibbs, begging him to come to the rescue so Tony wouldn't have to go through the events of the previous night again since he really though the nausea might overwhelm him if he tried.

"Abby, can I speak to you outside." Jethro took Abby's arm and gently steered her outside to fill her in as he saw that Tony didn't want to talk about the whole thing nor hear about it, even if Abby needed to be told what was going on. He was honored that Tony trusted him enough to let him do this

Tony watched wearily as the two exited his room and as soon as the door closed he closed his eyes again and leaned heavily against the pillows while rubbing his temples. He deliberately tried to think of something else to keep his self destructive side from trying to listen in on the conversation he knew was taking place outside his door.

Apart from the outraged cry of "That bitch did what?" from Abby, there was nothing to be heard and he was getting anxious to hear what was going on. Abby and Ziva hadn't really seen eye to eye in the beginning, but lately the two had gotten more close to each other, only hitch between the two being that Abby hadn't been best pleased about Ziva's and Gibbs' relationship, but apart from that the two were friends. So what if now the goth thought that it was all Tony's fault things had gotten to this point? She had warmed up to Ziva, maybe she had also warmed up to the idea of her friend dating Gibbs and now Tony had ruined it.

He wasn't left to wonder for long as soon the door opened again and Abby rushed in to hug the distraught Italian.

"Tony I'm so sorry, I don't know how I could have been friends with her, I mean When I get my hands on that that evil, conniving-" Tony put a finger to her lips to stop her from finishing the sentence that obviously wasn't going to be too flattering to the other woman.

"Don't Abs." He whispered, he didn't really like Ziva at the moment, but he wasn't willing to be the reason for others to hate her too.

"But she could have caused you to get seriously ill with her little stunts." She whined, not willing to let the subject drop.

"But she didn't." The goth looked at Gibbs for support, but the older man just shook his head at her.

Tony saw the silent exchange and sighed heavily as he realized that even if the two were letting this go for now, the whole thing was far from over and Abby would think of some devious plan to make David pay for how she'd treated him.

"Look, she's already lost everything, her boyfriend, her job. I think it's just best to move on and let her do the same. Abby, promise me you won't do anything to her or her computer or anything else of hers?"

He saw Abby bite her lip as if trying to find a way out from promising, but not finding one, she let her shoulders slump slightly in defeat. "Pinky promise." She held her pinky out to seal the deal before she gave both her guys a kiss on the cheek and a hug before making up an excuse of having to go to work.

Once outside the hospital room she pulled out her cell phone and dialed McGee's number. After all Gibbs had promised she could tell him what was going on and even if she couldn't do anything to Ziva or her stuff, it didn't mean that McGee couldn't either.

No one hurt her guys and got away with it. Besides even if Gibbs had done a good job on dancing around the subject, she knew that something was going on with Tony and the bossman and she hated the fact that David had been keeping those two apart. Abby thought the Italian was much better suited for the ex-marine than Ziva had been anyway and she knew for fact that both Ducky and McGee agreed with her on that. She just hoped that the two boneheads would really get together now that there was no one between them since they were so prefect for each other.

Now just to deal with the ninja chick as Tony used to call her, and she would leave Tony in Gibbs' capable hands for now. Some TLC bossman style, and the younger man would be as fine as he always claimed to be, she had full confidence that Gibbs would take care of him.

TBC...

A/N: I know, I'm sorry, I was more busy than I thought and didn't have much time to be on my computer which is why I haven't responded to the wonderful reviews you guys left me after chapter 10, so I'd like to thank you all for them and I do appreciate every single on of the reviews even if I did neglect to answer individually. And I know this chappie is a bit hurried and not my best, but I'll try to make it up to you in the next chapter, which will also be the last of this ficcie. Thank you again to everyone who reviewed and I'll try to post the last chapter on Friday evening/night. :)