A/N: Guys, I am so so so sorry for not updating for this long! I was out in Yellowstone with no computer and no wi-fi. :( BUT I'm back! You can go back to expecting updates every other day. I promise.

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS. If I did, then season 10 would have gone differently.

Previously:

The black-clothed figure ignored the shout and fired twice in rapid succession. Tony doubled over again. Red spots blossomed on his shirt, over his stomach.

"Agent DiNozzo, I believe you have the location of a rouge Mossad operative. Where is Ziva David?"

"Right here."

Three more gunshots sounded throughout the building. One dark- haired, olive-skinned figure slumped to the ground.

Dead.

"Tony!" Ziva ran over to him, past the body of her former Mossad partner. "Tony, are you alright?"

He didn't respond.

At that point, Ziva was crying as she put pressure on his wounds. Pulling out her cell, Ziva dialed the number for Emergency.

"Hello, what is your situation?" the operator asked. In French, of course.

"My… partner was shot at the American embassy and he needs an ambulance." Ziva was crying, but remained calm. She even managed not to speak Hebrew to the woman.

"I am sending an ambulance now."

The paramedics arrived with the police. Tony was put on a stretcher and loaded into the waiting ambulance. Ziva followed.

"Miss, what are you doing?" one asked.

"I am coming to the hospital with Tony."

They rolled their eyes but did not question het. They got Tony stable enough to live while Ziva sat by his head and held his hand without even realizing what she was doing.

The ambulance pulled up at a hospital and Tony was surrounded by nurses and doctors and rushed to Emergency.

One nurse tapped Ziva's arm and said softly, "Miss, maybe you should call your husband's family."

"He is not my- never mind." Ziva grabbed her phone and pressed speed dial #2.

"Gibbs."

"Gibbs, it is Ziva."

"Ziver? Are you okay? Is Tony?" He knew all about Tony's trip, clearly.

At the sound of Tony's name, she burst into tears and replied, "No, he is not. He was shot by Malachi. I- I am he may die."

"Oh, Ziva. I'll be there as soon as I can."

He hung up.

Anthony DiNozzo, you are not allowed to die.

A/N 2: Sorry if I got my French hospital facts wrong, but I sadly have never been to Paris. Oh and since no one figured out the "subtle hint" look at Ziva's apartment number in the last chapter.

Finally, I must say, CLIFFHANGER!

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