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"Ziva! Ziva" Tony screamed, his voice echoing. "Ziva!" Tony tried to lean back to look at her, but he couldn't catch a glimpse of her face. "Ziva!"

""Tony." The deep breath bellowing his name seemed to be out of pure shock and almost sadness that. But the woman couldn't let her eyes leave the body that sat before her.

"Carlee….." Ziva's eyes focused on the body that lay bleeding in front of her, the blood coming from an unnamed source. Carlee's eyes laid open, staring straight at her with horror and anger, but there was no more force behind that rage, for her chest had stopped rising and falling. She was no more.

"Ziva! Tony! Open up!" a know voice called from beyond the locked doors, as the bangs started, but after no success, the blockade was finally broken by the foot of Gibbs as he and McGee swarmed into the room, guns drawn. The smell of blood engulfed them, and most of it was not Carlee's. McGee eyed Tony and Ziva first.

"Boss! Over here!" He called as he raced to the distressed twosome. McGee had tried to untie the heavy rope, but it was too strong. Gibbs pocket knife did the trick and finally they were finally released.

Tony jumped up and shook himself off. He looked at McGee, and with a questioning looked asked, "Who shot her?"

"I did. On the balcony next door." Gibbs answered back, pointing to the glass window that was broken, not 2 yards away. He reached down and checked for a pulse on Carlee's body, but there was nothing.

Tony double turned, placing himself in front of Ziva, his hands on her bleeding wounds. "Ziva, come on we need to get you up." But she never met his face; her eyes only met the death on Carlee's, her gaze burning into Ziva. Everything she had known about her was a lie. Her personality, her thoughts, her support, all a lie. Only Tony's calm voice brought her back, making her remember the whole reason this started.

"Ziva, please, are you okay?" Ziva looked down towards her belly. It had been badly stabbed and was furiously bleeding. Ziva brought her gaze to Tony, her eyes grew wide. "I'm pregnant."

-NCIS-

"Tony, it's okay. Everything will be okay. The doctor is going to come out that door and tell us everything is fine and Ziva and the baby are okay. I can feel it." Abby panted for she had raced to the hospital after hearing the news and was now holding Tony close as they sat in the waiting room of the trauma wing. Gibbs and McGee went back to Ziva's apartment when the nurse told them the wait may be awhile, for Ziva was in surgery. They need to process the scene and collect Carlee's body.

Though Ziva was able to talk and barely move, the doctor had told them she had massive internal bleeding and they were doing everything they could to stop it. Tony now waited for any news on how she was doing.

"Abby, she has to be okay. I don't think I can live without her. She is my everything. She makes me smile, she makes me laugh. She makes me love the life I live, and I can't do that without her anymore. She makes me who I am now. Ziva is my love, my heart, and…" Tony reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a small box with a smaller red bow on it that sat carefully on the side. "And I want to make her my wife."

Abby looked down at the small box. She wished she could sequel, jump up in happiness, to give Tony a great big bear hug, but all she could do was weep. She knew if Ziva didn't recover, Tony would be lost forever.

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