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Sorry for the delay in updating this story, I'm really busy with college and my demanding personal life. I stayed up until 2 am to write this. (Although the reason was that, I was nervous about my physics exam) which by the way went really bad, I think. I hope that you'll enjoy this and bring me a smile with a review.
Tony woke up the following morning, with his cheek pressed on the cold floor. Waking up through the night with Ziva's nightmares, he had finally managed to fall asleep four hours after Ziva verbally kicked him out of her room.
Hearing a clearing throat Tony glanced up to see the doctor in charge looking at him with a raised eyebrow. "You alright son?" the doctor asked. He was a senior doctor at the hospital, with fine white hair and calming blue eyes, everyone thought Doctor Gary Jones was the best.
"Yes sir. She—she didn't want me in the room" he said, he stood up and scratched the back of his neck.
"Still not remembering you huh? Do you want me to speak to her?" he asked.
Tony slowly nodded like a little boy, who had asked for candy.
The doctor smiled and knocked on Ziva's door before he opened it.
She smiled with a little greet.
"Good morning Ms David, how are we doing today?" he asked.
She kept quiet.
"Had any memories back?"
She nodded.
"Want to share them?"
She shook her head.
"Okak. Your partner is standing outside. He stayed there all night, you going to tell him to come in? Give the poor man a chance, he truly cares"
She closed her eyes and turned her head away from him. He singly nodded and turned his eyes to the paper on his hands.
"Everything is fine and you're wound is healing appropriately" he shone a light on her eyes and smiled before noting it down.
"We'll send you to the radiology department, to be sure everything is A-okay then you are free to go" he smiled.
She nodded her eyes maintained closed.
"Do you have anyone to look after you for the next couple of weeks?"
"I—I can call my—.No" she sighed.
Tony walked in the room.
"I'm sorry I couldn't help but to overhear. I can look after you Zee, it's better than to have a complete stranger in your home"
Her eyes widened. "You are a complete stranger to me right now," she whispered.
His eyes flashed a look of hurt, and she noted that, but said nothing towards it. "PS: You're just doing this because you want to make yourself feel better. You just want to play the hero" she gulped. "If it weren't for you I wouldn't be here. You must have forced me in! I am an assassin I could have easily protected myself from the man that did this to me. You—you must have drugged me and tricked me in the building" she bit her bottom lip to stop her from saying anything else.
He glared at her. "WHAT!?"
"You heard. I mean why it is, that I got shot and all, yet you managed to come out of the building with no injuries. You had it planned DIDN'T YOU?" she screamed.
A tear spilled down his eye, as the words he feared the most escaped the lips of the woman he loved. "You don't think I blame myself over this Zee?"
"My name is Ziva!" she spat.
He sighed and walked closer to her. "You think if I could trade places with you, I wouldn't? I'd be laying on that bed in a heartbeat! What you said was just uncalled for. Yes you are right I can't always be the hero. I know that! But you could at least try to use that smart brain of yours to see that I too am hurting. In here..." he pointed to his heart. "it hurts that you don't remember me, yet you remember Gibbs and Jenny"
The doctor stood there, extremely uncomfortable, one could read he wished he was anywhere in the world but there.
She looked away from him.
"Look at me" he whispered. She didn't.
'She might not remember a thing, but her damn stubbornness is still there' he thought.
"Miss Da-vid. I need to know if we need to appoint a nurse to assist you at home," the doctor said.
"That won't be necessary Doctor"
"I can speak for myself," Ziva snapped. "Jenny can assist me"
Tony's lips parted in concern. "She won't be able to assist you Ziva" he gently whispered.
"Why is that? I just spoke to her over the phone a few days ago. She said that if I had any prob..."
"She's dead Ziva! She has been for nearly..."
A sob left her mouth. "I don't want to know." Long pause. "So much has changed. I don't even know where I live" she cried.
"Which is why I should look after you, until your memory comes back" he muttered.
"I—I don't know if I can trust you"
"Of course you can trust me! I'm your partner, your best-friend—you can trust me with your life"
"I might have done, and this is what happened" she blurred.
The sound of clapping filled his mind as the voice said 'Well done you moron, you got yourself in that one Tony boy'
Sensing that this was the time for him to speak, the doctor cleared his throat. "So it's sorted, after we return from the scans, Agent DiNozzo will take care of you," he stated more than asked.
At hearing his last name, his face darkened, until her vision was no longer on the room but elsewhere.
(She saw herself walking towards the voices of an agent, his face was still a blur to her, but his voice was familiar. As soon as she was three feet away from him, his face came into focus, and that's when she realised it was Tony.
She heard him muttering. "Sometimes I used to picture you naked,"
She saw herself standing there, simply watching.
"I'll call you back," said Tony hurriedly as though he was on speakerphone.
She then watched her looking grinning at him as he stuttered gibberish; along the lines of "it's not what it looked like"
She then noted that she walked towards him until the very first words she told him.
"Having phone sex?")
"Miss Da-vid? Is that okay?"
Her thoughts came back to the present; she shook her head and looked at Tony with questioning eyes.
"I guess so...," she whispered, not entirely happy with the arrangements, but after the little flashback. There were questions that she needed to ask, and there were questions he needed to answer.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Hey Abs" Gibbs said as he walked in. He placed a kiss on her cheek and gave her, her caf-pow.
"Hey! How's Ziva doing?" she asked him.
"She's fine, still doesn't remember anything, but she's being released from the hospital later on today"
"Oh that's great!" she exclaimed. "She still not talking to Tony?" she asked.
"Nope. From what I've heard she doesn't even trust him." They feel into a short silence "Anyhow back to work now, any new leads on who the caller might have been?"
She turned to her keyboard and ordered her computer to show all of the theories and methods that she had used. "I was able to trace the caller from Tony's phone. He used a public phone booth five miles from the offices..."
"That's not possible, Tony and Ziva were less than two miles away from the offices. The caller won't have time to get there before them," he stated.
"It wasn't him" Abby chipped in. "He just made the call. They were smart, they knew that the call could still be traced even from the booth, therefore they separated, and one went south the other north"
"DO you happen to know what booth he used?"
She nodded. "Better yet, I've got the footages from a camera" she smiled and pressed a button, which showed the footages to them.
"I can't see it properly, the tree is blocking half of it"
She smiled. "Nothing I can't sort"
Zooming into a parked car's window, the pixels in the camera started to mix, all the electrons worked in union until, a perfect reflexion of the middle-aged tall man with a bear belly filled the screen.
Gibbs smiled "Can you zoom in to his face"
She nodded and did as he asked.
The face of the caller appeared. "I've already searched his face through the data base, and I got; John Andrews. Retired navy engineer, from D.C." her smile grew wider as she was proud of her findings.
"Here is the address he is listed under" she handed him the piece of paper.
"Good work" he smiled and kissed her cheek again before leaving.
~*~*
"Great job guys!" She praised the computers.
"With your help Gibbs will find the bad guy who did this to our Ziva"
TBC...
A/N: I realise that Tony might have sounded a little OOC, but in my and his defence, how would you react in his situation? LoL...
A/N 2: Stick around to see the interrogation from Gibbs. I already feel sorry for John and I've not even written the interrogation yet.
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