A/N: I know guys! I'm so sorry but things have been crazy lately. But here's a little something you can enjoy! ...Hopefully!
Disclaimer: I'm sorry to say I do not own NCIS. I know it's... sad! But I get by!
DiNozzo stood up from his seat, only noticing McGee's scared little Probie face when he got up to go with him.
"I'm just going to Abby's." He said in reassurance. Allowing himself a small grin when he saw the relief show on McGee's face. Tony knew how he felt, he had thought it was something about Ziva, and though any news is better then none, he was still scared what the news may be.
He made his way towards the elevator and got in giving a last nod to McGee before punching the button that would take him to Abby's lab and close the doors, leaving him alone to think.
As he stood in the elevator he couldn't seem to stand still. He moved from one foot to the other rubbing his hands together, double checking his phone, anything that didn't keep him standing still. All that restlessness and when the bell tinged that announced he had arrived at his destination he jumped a little.
When he arrived to the lab, he knew that Abby was not dealing with the news well. She was a kind hearted, sentimental girl, as much as she was eccentric. She was standing at her computer furiously typing away, looking into things that Tony really could even start to understand. But one sure sign that she was not dealing well with Ziva being in the Hospital? There was no music. Abby always had music blasting in her lab, it was something that was purely her. But there was none playing now, just like when Kate had died.
The realization of these situations being so similar cut Tony. He had already lost one partner, and that had been bad enough. Then he had lost Jenny, on his watch too. He and Ziva had been off in the nice red convertible. And now, Ziva was in the hospital all because she wanted a coffee. It seemed like it was some stupid vicious circle. Would he ever win?
It seemed like he was just going to run through people. Next thing he knew he would have lost Gibbs, Abby, Probie, Ducky. Maybe even the autopsy gremlin. As weird as it sounded he wouldn't even want to see him hurt. There was just too much loss, and he wasn't going to let this happen to Ziva, or anyone else.
He had been standing in the door way t the lab while he was thinking about this, and as such Abby didn't even seem to notice him, till now.
"Tony!" She said making her way over to her as fast as her platform shoes would bring her to him and hugged him as tight as she could. Tony was unable to even wrap his arms around her she was squeezing so tight.
"Abby, I want to breathe please." He said as he managed to squirm out of her grip. Usually he loved the hugs that he got from Abby, but right now he just wasn't in the mood. He just wanted to know what he could so that they could help Ziva. Not that there was a lot they could do. The guy who had shot her was currently in their morgue, so obviously it was case closed.
"What do ya got for me Abbs?" He asked figuring there must have been some reason that Gibbs would send him down here. And when Abby walked to her table and held up a bullet he was confused. Of course she would have bullets, Ziva and the shooter had been shot.
"What is it?" Abby huffed and put it back on the table.
"It's a bullet. A bullet we got out of Wilcox."
"Yeah but Abbs, what's so special about it."
"It's not one of ours. The snipers all use the same bullets. This bullet is from a shot gun. Not a sniper riffle." She said smirking in satisfaction.
Tony's mind was reeling. That means that someone else must have shot him. That didn't make any sense though. He couldn't think back enough. He didn't remember hearing another gun shot.
"That's good Abbs. I'll tell Gibbs." He said and walked out opening his cell phone and pressing speed dial number one. Gibbs wasn't going to be happy about this. Things had just gotten more complicated, and they still had Ziva in the hospital potentially lying.
"Gibbs." He had answered on the first ring. And he already seemed really mad. Not that Tony blamed her. He cleared his throat and took a breath before answering.
"We got a problem Boss."
