McGee couldn't know how he felt, because Tony himself couldn't decipher all the emotions running through him, blurring as they raced in his head. Ziva, the strongest woman possibly to walk the Earth, was lying in surgery with a hole in her head. It just didn't make sense. Logic is logic. Chuck Norris can't die, neither can Ziva. It's a fact, written in stone somewhere with the Ten Commandment and that big Rosetta rock, and no one, not even Gibbs, can argue facts written in stone.

"It doesn't feel real Tim." He spoke without thinking, eyes fixed in the distance.

"Yeah." It was all the younger man could respond.

"I…"

"GUYS! Tony was cut short as a very energetic Abby quickly reentered the room. "Ziva's outa surgery. She made it! She's gonna be fine!"

Ducky followed in right behind her.

"Now Abigail," There was an undertone of worry in his voice, "that's not what the doctor said."

The two special agents both sat up in anticipation, one of them wincing.

"What did the doctors say Ducky?" McGee looked at Tony nervously.

"Well…" The medical examiner began, straightening his glasses, "I spoke with the head Neurosurgeon. He said as the bullet brushed her skull, and hit in such a way that the bullet caused a small compound skull fracture, literally taking out a chip of the bone. They were able to stop the bleeding, reduce the swelling, and repair the damage, but…"

"But what!" Tony's eyes were wide and wild.

Ducky looked, quickly analyzing him.

"But they can not possibly know if Ziva suffered any brain damage until she wakes up."

The four were silent for several seconds.

"Well, when you say it like that, it doesn't sound too good." Abby said softly

More silence.

"Can we got see her?" The senior Special Agent was trying to regain composure as a small bead of sweat trickled down the side of his face.

"Dear Ziva is recovering in the Intensive Care Unit, only one visitor at a time, and right now our Agent Gibbs is filling that spot. Once she is stable, which is hopefully within a few hours, she'll be brought out of I.C.U., and then the three of us can go give her our best wishes."

"Three?"

"Anthony, you yourself are not in a stable enough condition to be roaming the hallways of the hospital. "

"I'm going to see her." His voice was dark and dangerous, causing the others to exchange nervous glances.

No one was going to stop him from seeing her. He had to make sure she was really alive his own eyes.

The elder man gave Tony another skeptical look.

"I shall talk to your doctor about the visit, but I make no promises. And…" he began to turn to walk out the door, "I am going to talk to him about placing you on a stronger a pain medication. You may not be concerned about yourself at the moment, but the rest of us are."

Two chapters in one day, ain't a bad deal, huh? Hopefully I'll have the next chapter up sometime this coming week, but if you review, I promise it will be up sooner rather than later. Happy holidays everyone!