Tony stared at his hands as the psych eval administrator shuffled her papers. His knee began to bounce as she looked at him.
"Are you ready to continue Agent DiNozzo?" He simply nodded his head, but on the inside he was screaming no. He didn't want to relive this experience anymore. "What state was Officer David in on the plane?"
Tony's eyes flicked up to look at the administrator. "I'm sorry?"
"In the reports Agent McGee and Agent Gibbs said you were the one who sat with her. How would you describe her mental and physical state?" Tony closed his eyes and took a breath.
After they left the camp they had been taken to the airport, where they waited an hour for a cargo plane. Ziva hadn't said a single word since they found her. She also hadn't let Tony get more than a few feet away from her without having a panic attack.
The first one had happened when he left for the bathroom. He had given McGee a look, silently telling him to watch her. When he returned, less than five minutes later, he found Gibbs holding Ziva's hand as she crouched on the floor.
"Just breathe Ziver. In and out, slowly." Ziva nodded and after a few moments she slowly stood and returned to her chair.
DiNozzo looked at Gibbs, confusion in his eyes. "What the hell happened?"
"Panic attack. It happened right after you left." Tony looked at Ziva, who now had her eyes closed. "We need to be careful about you leaving."
"But…" Tony shook his head. "Why me?" It didn't make sense. The last time they had seen one another, Tony had ended up on the ground with a gun to his chest.
Gibbs shrugged. "Her mind probably thought you were leaving her behind. Things like this don't make sense Tony. Just stay with her." Tony nodded as Gibbs headed to find the pilot of the plane.
Once they boarded the plane Tony had helped strap Ziva into her seat. He tried not to notice her flinching as he tightened the belt across her chest. "Try not to think about it Zi." he whispered and she silently nodded. He sat down next to her and strapped himself in.
Soon the pilot came out of the cockpit. "We ready Agent Gibbs?" Gibbs nodded and the pilot shouted "Wheels up!" as he made his way to the front.
By the time the plane propellers started Ziva had closed her eyes. Tony grabbed her hand, giving it a squeeze as the plane began moving. By the time they were in the air, there were bloody nail marks on his palm.