For what possibly was the first time in his life, Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo was speechless. Maybe it was because nothing could possibly be heard over Abby's cries, or said between McGee's "it's gonna be okay"s, or maybe it was because there was just nothing to say; words couldn't properly convey how he was feeling.

It had been four hours since he had woken up to the nightmare; six since she first went into surgery. In that space of time, minutes seemed like hours, and the clock was just annoying at this point as it's hands moved in slow motion. At some point, Gibbs had come by to check on his fallen senior agent, literally walking into Tony's room, seeing he was alive, and running back out to find Ziva's doctor; he hadn't come back since. Ducky had stopped by with Palmer for a while, talking about something that happened in some country, some point in the last hundred years. (Maybe two hundred. How old was Ducky?) After a half hour however, the two, like Gibbs, left in search of news of Ziva, leaving the trio with the room to themselves.

So here they were, crying, comforting, and possibly going crazy.

The clock changed from 10:59pm to 11:00pm.

"It's been six hours. " Tony stated, his voice was eerily calm.

"I know Tony." McGee seemed nervous at his friend's calm demeanor.

"Six freakin hours." It was darker and louder.

"I know Tony."

"WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING!" Tony shouted as he sat up only to immediately to crumble back to the bed in pain.

"Trying to save Ziva's life." Annoyance laced the Abby's voice. She looked up, hurt tear-filled green eyes met her friend's angry worried ones. "If she's in surgery, it means she's not dead. Be happy for that."

The Goth turned her head towards McGee.

"I'm going to find Gibbs."

Leaving the room with clicking platform heels, she purposely looked down to prevent any sort of eye contact.

"Tony this is hard on all of us. " McGee spoke as he looked from his hands resting in his lap to his firend's face, "she's our friend too; we know how you feel. You're angry and scared, but don't take it out on us. That's not fair."

You don't know what I feel. I don't know what I feel.