...Of a Fight
It is sharp and relentless. It steals her breath and narrows her world.
The pain. It is bad this time.
Recovery is slow. A shortcut evades even her best efforts, and she must put her faith in time. She does so bitterly, recalling how it has failed her before.
And the crime-solving, it must go on. Without her. For now, Gibbs had said, but the new girl is beautiful and Tony is distant.
She pummels panic on a daily basis, reminding herself that "temporary" precedes "replacement."
"It is only for now," she tells herself.
And she carries on. Because Ziva David has never given up in the middle of a fight.