Chapter 9: Recovery

Ziva's POV

Days went by and i got more worried. Abby hadn't woken up and it had been over a week. Isaiah has been keeping ny mind off of Abby, although i miss her at night sometimes when i roll over and don't find her warm body next to mine. Isaiah hasn't slept much this past week and a half and neither have i. Not only because of Isaiah, but because if nightmares i would have. A few more days an it was two weeks since Abby had gone into the coma. I showed up at the hospital at 7am sharp as i would always do. I sat Isaiah's carrier down and sat on the chair i placed next to Abby's bed. Ever since the doctors told me that reading to Abby might help her, i had started reading a new book series. It was called the House of Night. Normally i do not read vampire books but i knew Abby loved them. I was on the third book, i stared reading while holding her hand. I squeezed it slightly jut to let her know i was there. Normally i would feel nothing in return but this time she squeezed my hand back. I shot up out of my seat.

"Nurse! Nurse!" I called out.

Nurses came rushing in as Abby woke. She couched and thrashed in her bed. I grabbed our son and stood back so they could remove the breathing tube. Once they got in out Abby was sipping water. I walked up to her with Isaiah.

"Hello, kitten. Meet our son." I said showing her Isaiah.

"Who are you? And what do you mean my son?" Abby asked me.

I soon as I heard this my heart broke. I slowly walk backwards as the doctors asked her questions. I walked out of the room with Isaiah and called Gibbs.

"Gibbs." He answered.

"It's Ziva. Abby woke up. But she doesn't remember me. Can you come to the hospital?" I asked.

"Be right there!" He answered and then hung up.

It was maybe 10 minutes before Gibbs got to the hospital. I sat in the waiting room with Isaiah. Gibbs rushed to me. I knew i was a mess. My hair was everywhere and my eyes were red. I had cried for a while.

"Ziva, are you ok?" Gibbs asked me.

"No, i'm not. Abby doesn't remember me or her child. What am i gunna do?" I asked him tears starting to roll down my cheeks.

"I'll talk to her see if she remembers me. And i she does, i see what i can do about getting her to remember you ok?" Gibbs placed his hand on mind and i just nodded my head.

"I'll be back." Gibbs said then got up.

I turned my head around and saw Tony running down the hall.

"Ziva! Oh, hang on..." Tony was breathing hard from running. "Okay, are you ok? Wait who am i kidding of corse you're not. Can i help in any way?" Tony said sitting down next to me.

"Tony! Wait i told you to wait for me! You're so mean leaving me behind!" McGee said running in.

"Sorry McSlowpants, i had to get to Ziva." Tony said smiling at me.

"Can you hold him Tim?" I asked McGee.

"Sure." McGee took Isaiah from me.

I turned to Tony and grabbed him in a tight embrace. I needed to cry. But i wanted someone to hold me. I felt Tiny pull me into his lap and hold me closer if that was even possible. I let all my tears come pouring out. He rubbed my back soothingly and i just relaxed and cried.

I'm not sure how long i was crying. But Gibbs came back and shook me.

"What?" I asked still sniffing from crying.

"Come with me." He said and walked back to Abby's room.

I followed him back in and saw her standing by the window. She turned around and looked into my eyes. Her green eyes meeting my brown ones.

"Ziva baby. I remember everything. Where's our son?" Abby said and smiled at me.

(End of Ziva's POV)

(Abby's POV)

I woke up in a place i didn't know. A breathing tube was down my throat. I didn't struggle. I just let them take it out. I couldn't remember who this woman was beside me.

"Hello, kitten. Meet our son." The woman said showing me a baby boy.

"Who are you? And what do you mean my son?" I said confused.

I'm pretty sure i'd remember if i had a son. And with a woman? How the hell would i have gotten pregnant? The woman looked like she was about to cry an then she left. I sat there alone in the bed. I was finally informed that i was in a hospital. All they told me was that i had been in a coma for the last two weeks. I couldn't really remember who i was. I thought i might have been tattoo artist. Judging by all the tattoos i had, i didn't think i'd be fit to be a mother. A nurse helped me to the restroom were i washed my face and took a good look at myself. I looked into my emerald green eyes and searched them for any clue as to who i was.

I went back and laid down in my bed. I was told that my name was Abigail Sciuto. I thought it sounded familiar. I still wasn't sure about the rest if who i was. I heard crying outside my room. I sounded like the woman that was in here before with the small child. Just then a tall silver haired man walked into my room.

"Hey Abs." He said. Those two words were so familiar that it knocked a few memories back in place.

"Gibbs?" I asked. Memories of him coming down to my lab, bringing me Caf-POW!'s all cane back into my head.

"You remember me?" He asked calmly.

"Ya, you're my boss. Gibbs! You bring me Caf-POW!'s and kiss me on the cheek when i give you results. I remember." I said quickly.

"Good, do you know who Ziva David is?" He asked me.

The name was familiar but i couldn't get a hold of the memories. Suddenly he handed me a picture. It showed that woman that was here earlier in a suit and me in a dress. And was i... Yes i was... Pregnant. I did have a child. I'm married to Ziva! Oh my God! Ziva! My baby boy! My love! Ziva! I remembered. I looked down at my left hand and saw the ring. All the memories came flooding back. The time she left. The time i cut myself. The time Tony and Tim almost beat her to death. It all came back. I looked up into Gibbs' blue eyes and tears started to fall down my cheeks.

"I remember." I said in a whisper.

"Easy Abs. Just let it all out." He said as he hugged me close.

I'm not sure how much time went by but i finally stopped crying.

"Can you tell my wife to come and let me see my son?" I asked Gibbs.

"Yes, i'll be right beck." He said then left to get Ziva and my baby boy. Isaiah. I remember that Ziva and i had pick out the name together when i was 7 months pregnant. I got up from my bed and went to go look out the window. Then i heard foot steps. I turned around and there was Ziva. I looked deep into her beautiful chestnut brown eye with my own emerald green eyes.

"Ziva baby. I remember everything. Where's our son?" I said to her as i smiled.

She smiled back at me and i knew life was finally perfect.

End Of Abby's POV

Author's POV

Abby had been released from the hospital a fee day later. She and Ziva had gone home. Both their lives where a dream. A month passed and Isaiah was the most spoiled little boy NCIS knew. Ducky made sure he was healthy all the time. Gibbs made him toys and a crib. Tony and Tim had bought him blankets and movies and more toys. And both Abby and Ziva couldn't have loved him more. All was well with their lives or so they thought...

BANG!

A gun shot rang throughout Abby and Ziva's house. Ziva was on the floor clutching Isaiah to her chest. Blood was everywhere. But who got shot?

(There will be a new story coming out soon called "Abby and Ziva: A Tale of Two Worlds" be on the look out for it. It will be the continuation to this story...sorry to leave you hanging but i must!)