Authors Note: I wanted to publish this chapter earlier, but I went through some serious writer's block for quite a while, and everything that I wrote was very low-quality and unrealistic. Have you guys ever had one of those? Anyway, here's this chapter. Enjoy!
Tony's POV
Parking Lot
The sickening sound of a bullet being fired invades my ears yet again. Warm blood splatters on my face like it did four years ago.
The woman that I love falls to the ground again.
I watch Alice fall. I'm unable to watch but also unable to move.
"Alice!"
I fall to my knees, and with shaky hands, I press down on the bullet hole in her chest.
After I realize how much blood she is losing, I press down very firmly, and Alice winces in pain.
"Al, you've gotta stay with me!" I yell.
She stares at me, and her eyes tell me what I know and what she knows.
Unless she gets medical help within the next minute or two, Alice won't be staying.
"Tony, I'm so sorry I left you. It was the biggest mistake I ever made, and I've always regretted it. If I could go back in time, I would easily walk away from him, and I'd never look back." She mumbles.
A tear falls down my face for the woman that I've lost so many times. I can't lose her again. I need her. She's the best thing that's ever happened to me. Why do I keep on losing Alice?
"No. You've got nothing to be sorry about, Al. I'm sorry that I brought you into this mess."
If I hadn't killed Michael, Alice would never have gotten shot. Never would've had to endure the pain I've caused her in this short period of time.
I never would've met her.
That alternative sounds much better than this.
"Not your fault, Tony." Alice tells me as blood begins to drip out of her lips.
Soon, she starts to lose her grip on my hand. She gets even paler.
I sob as I watch the life slowly drain out of Alice.
As she loses her grip on life, I press down harder, and I tell her the words that I wanted to say to her every day for the rest our lives.
Just this one last time will have to do.
"I love you, Alice."
She tries to say something, but she just coughs out even more blood.
Then suddenly, Alice stops breathing. I push down harder, but she doesn't wince. Her bleeding slows, and her heart stops.
"Alice? Alice stay with me!" I yell.
I begin sobbing even harder, and then I begin to the only thing that I can think about doing.
I frantically push on her chest, pleading for her heart to magically start working again.
"Alice, come on!"
Why do I keep on losing Alice? I lost her so many years ago, and right after I finally got her back, she was stolen again in the cruelest way possible.
Mom, Kate, Paula, and now Alice.
They have all left me. They were all stolen from me.
Why can't I just be happy?
"Alice, please!" I beg.
She still doesn't respond.
I wish desperately that I could tell her that I would take care of her and love her for the rest of our lives. I would do so regardless of what she said, but I wish that I could tell her that. I also wish that I could make her as happy as she made me. At this point in time, I can only guess if I made Alice happy. If I stood by her when she truly needed me. If I made her laugh as much as I should, and if I showed her how much that I loved her on a day to day basis. It was my goal, and I don't know if I succeeded.
All I know is that she did.
I sob even harder than before, and I stare at her eyes. Her eyes that were once so full of life, love, and laughter.
Now, they just burn a deep hole into my heart.
Now, they just stare blankly at me.
That's all they can do now, and now that's all that Alice can do.
Ziva's POV
RestaurantParking Lot
After I hung up on Tony, he was filled with so much fear. So much sorrow. So much regret.
It was beautiful.
Ugh. I just said that something about Tony DiNozzo is beautiful.
Alice must've banged my head against the bars harder than I thought.
Speaking of Alice, I actually do feel bad about what I'm gonna do to her. I have some regret, actually. She didn't cause any of this. She's an innocent bystander, soon to become a victim.
Oh well. You've gotta snap some necks and shoot some hearts on your way to victory.
It's her fault for falling in love with someone as unreliable as Tony.
Soon enough, a frightened Tony races into the parking lot, with a confused Alice right by his side.
They stop right where they are, paralyzed, when they see me, with a gun in my hand.
Tony's eyes plead me to stop and to walk away, but I aim for Alice's chest, and I pull the trigger.
Blood splatters on Tony's face, and his eyes show absolute terror.
Tony falls to his knees, and he puts pressure on her chest, right where the wound is.
I hide behind Alice's car, and I watch the show from behind the glass.
They talk for a while, but I don't pay attention to the words. I just pay attention to the actions.
Tony sobs more and more as time quickly expires for Alice. She just lays there, with pain and sadness in her eyes.
"I love you, Alice." Tony whispers.
Then, all the pain leaves Alice's mangled body, and darkness permanently replaces it.
Tony sobs harder than I've ever seen anyone sob.
Then, he begins CPR. His actions show hope, but his eyes show defeat.
He knows that Alice is dead.
I smile.
Alice is dead.
Tim's POV
NCIS Squad Room
Gibbs and I were alerted by Ziva's escape, but SECNAV had enough. We weren't allowed to go.
DOD got assigned to the case.
Then, when my computer told me about Ziva's call (we're tracking her behind everyone's back, of course), we listened to it, and we were absolutely petrified.
Abby, Gibbs, Ducky, Jimmy, Vance, and I all gathered in the squad room.
No one said a word as we waited.
We waited for maybe five minutes, and then I got the call.
"Special Agent McGee." I hurriedly answer.
"Tim." Tony whispers on the other line.
"Tony, is everything alright?" I ask.
He sighs, and I hear him sniffle, and his voice and his breathing make it obvious that he's fighting back tears.
"Alice, she's..." Then he stops.
"Alice is what?" I beg, with my heart racing.
Everyone stares at me, frightened. Even Vance shows some curiosity.
Tony takes a deep breath.
"Alice is dead, Tim. Ziva shot her."
My eyes widen. and a tear falls down my eyes.
"Oh, Tony, I'm sorry."
Tony starts to quietly cry, and I wish that I was there for my brother.
"Please just tell everyone, and tell Gibbs that I'll be gone for a while. I've got a few things to take care of." Tony whispers, with anger suddenly accompanying his heartbroken voice.
"Tony, DOD is investigating this! Ziva will get caught! Please don't go after he-" Then Tony hangs up.
NO!
"Timmy?" Abby asks.
I look up to see everyone looking at me, begging for answers.
"Ziva killed Alice, and Tony went after her."
Tony's POV
Erin's Bus Stop
Soon after calling Tim, an ambulance came.
I guess that someone heard the shot and called 911.
Took them long enough.
They took Alice away, and when they offered me to come, I declined.
I already know that truth.
Alice is dead.
I don't want to be there when the doctor officially pronounces her dead.
I got up, took Alice's keys out of her purse, got in her car, and I turned it on.
I drove to the only place I could think of.
Now, here I am.
Here I am at Erin's bus stop.
I pull a mirror and some wipes out of Alice's glove compartment.
I clean the blood of my face, clean my hair up, and I take off my jacket.
Although my face and hair are, for the most part, fine, my pants are still soaked with blood.
I wipe them off as best as I can, but now the originally tan pants now look pink in some areas. Finally, I decide to actually take off the pants and put them on backwards. Next, I find a pen, and I make a big hole in my sleeves in them, put my finger in the hole to make it bigger, and, eventually, rip the cuffs off. They were just to soaked with blood.
I carefully tie the jacket around my waist, making sure that no spot with blood shows.
I look ridiculous, but at least the blood isn't visible, and that's all that matters.
Soon, Erin's bus comes, and she walks out.
Alice's daughter crosses the street, laughing.
The wind blows in her pretty, dark brown braid that falls down her shoulder, just like Alice's did when we were teenagers.
I sigh get out of the car. Erin sees me instantly and smiles a very warm smile, just as her mother always did.
"Hi, Tony!" She yells happily, then runs up and hugs me.
'Hey, Erin. How are you?"
"Good." She answers in her loud yet adorable voice.
She looks at Alice's car, then back at me.
"Is mommy here?" She asks.
I frown, and I kneel down so that I can look her in the eyes.
"No, Erin she's not. Mommy, she won't be coming back." I answer in a very sad voice.
"Where is she?" Erin asks, with a tear rolling down her cheek.
I sigh.
"Well, honey, there's no easy way to say this. Your mommy is dead."
Erin's big, green eyes widen, and she starts crying harder.
Tears start to flow down my face, too, and I pull Erin over to me and hug her.
This crying little girl is all that I have left of Alice.
I try desperately to comfort the poor little girl who just lost her mother.
This little girl is all that I have now. She's what I'll fight for for the rest of my life.
Erin was Alice's baby, and I will love and care for her like she's my own.
I'll protect her. I'll care for her.
I'll care for her just as Alice did.
Alice depends on me to do that now.
I won't let her down again.
Author's note: Yeah, I know that that's pretty short, but it seemed like where I should end it. By the way, for those of you who read my other Fanfic, Blood Ran Cold, did you notice what I did? I copied the very end of it,switched it around a bit, and put it here. It's to symbolize how much of a tragic déjà vu this is for Tony. When Kate died, that was his POV in my fanfic, and now it'd be like that for this loss. Anyway, please comment, like etc! You're amazing. (One or two chapters to go)