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"Thank you," Ziva said lying herself on top of Abby once more and slipping her hands underneath Abby's shirt and drawing circles on Abby's stomach.
"mmm.. Ziva," Abby mumbled against Ziva's lips before kissing her.
Ziva laid on her side looking down at her new lover who lay naked underneath the blanket. The moonlight poured through the window, making Abby's black hair shine and it made her skin look as white as snow.
Ziva slowly withdrew from the blanket and searched for something to put on, she found Abby's silky black robe which was long on her, but she made do with it and tied it close around her waist before quietly exiting the room praying that she wouldn't wake her new lover as she did so.
Tony sat at the kitchen table, the only thing keeping him from being in pitch black was the full moon shining brightly through the window. He cringed at his memories that he was now running through, whenever he started to think of the night Abby gave birth, he couldn't stop for quite sometime, that night had been terrifying.
He remembered how everything had been going so smoothly, then suddenly everything had gone very wrong.
"Owwww," Abby groaned as another contraction hit her.
"Just breath," he said soothingly squeezing her hand and wiping her bangs back as she lay in the hospital bed.
"It hurts Tony," she panted.
"I know it will be over soon," he assured her.
"Lets see how far along you are," a female doctor said coming into the room.
"I think its time we get that baby out now," she said as she checked under Abby's hospital gown.
"Thank God," Abby sighed.
"Come on Abs, it can't be that bad," Tony teased.
"Tony, I have been in labor for about an hour now with contractions that make me feel as if someone is taking a white hot iron and stabbing it into my stomach, I suggest you shut up," Abby snapped.
As the talked a couple more doctors came into the room along with a few nurses. They got Abby into position and Tony stood up beside her taking her hand in two of his.
"Ready Abs?" he asked her with a worried expression.
"No, is Gibbs still in the waiting room?" she asked with fear in her eyes.
"Yep, the whole team is out there," he assured her.
They were interrupted by a strong contraction and after that a doctor telling Abby to push.
For Abby it seemed like it took forever and she had been in a world of pain.
Finally, a cry rang out that was not her own, it was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard and she opened her eyes to see her little girl. She was small and she had a very healthy pair of lungs.
"Oh Abs, she's beautiful," he said looking at the baby with tears in his eyes.
Tony's heart clenched when there was an uneasy silence that answered him. Tony turned to look at Abby, what he saw, made his heart stop for a moment.
Abby's face was relaxed, her eyes were closed, her mouth was slightly open and at the corner of her mouth was a small trail of blood.
"Abby?" he whispered praying that the woman would answer him.
He suddenly realized how weak Abby's hold on his hand was, as he realized this, her hold on him slackened even more, if he hadn't been holding her hand it would have slipped away from his grasp.
Suddenly, Tony couldn't hear anything. He couldn't hear the small baby girl screeching in the background, he couldn't hear Abby's heart monitor flat line, he couldn't hear the doctors trying to get him out of the room, he couldn't even hear his own voice calling out Abby's name louder and louder.
Finally, the hospital gathered enough doctors to physically remove himself from Abby's side and outside of the room.
Tony ran to the window and peered in as the started to try and resuscitate Abby. Tony felt his knees go week and he gripped his head painfully as he fell to his knees, the tears now falling freely.
"Abby," he sobbed with anger and pain.
He wasn't angry at Abby, no he was angry at whoever was the father to the now orphaned baby girl. Whoever it was, they had done this to Abby, they gave her the pregnancy, they gave her the baby, they gave her, her own death sentence.
"I'll find them," he sobbed.
"I'll find them and I'll make them pay Abby, I promise," he sobbed.
"No you won't," Gibbs said gruffly crouching down next to Tony.
"Why won't I?" Tony snapped uncovering his now red eyes that were burning with anger.
"Because that baby girl needs you now, Abby said that if anything was to happen to her, that the baby would be left in your care," he said looking Tony in the eyes, trying to make him understand.
"Fine, but the moment she can take care of herself, I am going after whoever did this to Abby," he growled.
Gibbs said nothing, but he sat down beside Tony and let a tear slip down as he got ready to loose his second daughter, Abby may have not been blood, but she might as well have been.
Tony winced at the memory, once more, remembering how much blood had been around Abby's legs when they hauled him out of the room. It always came back to that sight.
The sight of Abby lying limp in the bed, her body pale and sweaty and so much blood. The doctors had explained to him that in a lot of first time mothers, their body hadn't been able to adapt for the first time, her body hadn't been ready for the strain and her insides had torn during labor. They said that the next time, if she was to have another baby, would be a lot smoother and that it should never happen again.
"What is wrong?" Ziva asked as she sat down across from him at the table.
"Nothing, I'm just thinking," Tony said staring down at the table.
"What are you thinking about?" Ziva asked studying Tony.
"Abby," he said truthfully.
"What about Abby," Ziva said with a slight accusing tone in her voice.
"About night she almost died and about the night she gave birth to Tali," he said staring down at the table with a dazed look as the memories ran through his head again.
"Abby almost died?" Ziva asked with concern.
"Yeah," Tony laughed in a bitter tone.
"Yeah she did," he said biting his lip to stop the tears from filling his eyes.
"When?" Ziva pushed.
"The night she gave birth, it almost killed her," Tony sighed finally looking up at Ziva.
"What?" Ziva gasped as her eyes went wide with surprise.
"Yep, the doctors said that it does happen in first time mothers its rare, but it happens, their bodies don't adapt for labor fast enough and their insides tear, Abby almost died, there was so much blood," he said as he slid forward and cradled his head in his hands.
"Oh my God," Ziva said slowly, her heart ached at the thought of Abby dieing in labor.
"Abby doesn't like to talk about it because she only saw Tali for a few moments then she blacked out, she is ashamed that she can't remember more about her daughter's birth day," he sighed lifting his head.
"That is ridicules, she could not control that," Ziva said with a confused look.
"Yeah tell her that, I have tried to tell her, she won't listen," he yawned.
"You should sleep," Ziva suggested.
"I can't, whenever I think about that night I can't sleep without having horrible nightmares about that night," Tony explained.
"I see," Ziva said pursing her lips.
"Why are you up, shouldn't you be in there with Abby?" he asked nodding his head in the direction of Abby's room.
"Yes, but I wanted a moment to think without getting distracted by how beautiful she is," Ziva explained with a happy smile as she stood up.
"Alright, well have you thought?" he asked wondering why she was getting up.
"Yes and now I think I have been without Abby for far to long," Ziva said with a smile.
"Goodnight Ziva," Tony said with a kind smile.
"Goodnight Tony," Ziva said walking back toward Abby's room.
Ziva stripped herself of the black robe and made her way back to the bed where she slowly slipped back underneath the covers. She lay on her side once more and looked down at Abby as the moonlight continued to pour down on her.
Ziva leaned down and kissed the pale woman's cheek.
"I love you," she whispered against the pale skin.
Ziva then laid on her back and pulled Abby close to her own body, Abby seemed to sense Ziva's need for the closeness and adjusted herself in her sleep so that her hand rested on Ziva's stomach and her head rested on Ziva's breast.
Ziva let out a content sight and finally let sleep consume her.