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Abby and McGee visited Tony later in the day. He had just had his first physio treatment and his arm and side were tender. The nurse gave him his next dose of meds and he looked forward to the haze that came with being high on pain meds.

"Hey McGee, Abby." Tony smiled as the nurse left.

"Oh Tony, it is so good to hear your voice. We were so worried when you took over 7 hours to wake up from the coma." Abby chirped as she hugged him gently.

"7 hours. No one else told me. How are you?" Tony asked, looking her over. She still had a bandage over her wrist and her face was tinged an ugly purple where she'd been struck. Seeing her bruises made him furious.

"It looks worse than it is."Abby said, leaning in to kiss him. "McGee took a photo of my face for my wall. And Gibbs has promised to train me in hand to hand combat to avoid this from happening ever again."

"I'll help too, when I get out of here."Tony said. "McGee, how's Chapman?"

"Physically he'll heal, but emotionally he is a wreck. He loved Ashira and they were together for over 5 years. He just can't get over how she manipulated and used him. The rest of the delegates are safely back home and Paul's proposal is to be discussed and finalized within the next 4 weeks." McGee replied.

"And Tony, you're going to love this. NCIS made the news headlines 3 days in a row." Abby smiled.

"That's great Abby. How are things between you and Ziva?"

"I'm so ashamed of what I did to her." Abby said, looking away.

"You need to speak to Ziva and sort things out." Tony said.

"I spoke to her this afternoon and apologized again. I apologized to Gibbs too. Ziva said that it's going to take her time to trust me again, but she will try because of the relationship Gibbs and I have. Gibbs was more direct."

"What did he say?" Tony asked.

"He said that if I ever did something like this again, I should pack my bags and leave NCIS. Loving me like a daughter would not stop him from keeping the rest of the people he loves safe. He will not tolerate sabotage within his family. Ducky is also very stern with me. How could I have been so stupid, to jeopardize my relationship with all of you like this?" Abby was close to tears.

"It's okay Abs." McGee said, wrapping his arms around her shoulders.

Once she had calmed down she looked at Tony and said, "We heard about you and Director Sheppard. How long has this been going on?" Abby grinned.

"What… Oh… yeah … well…" Tony blushed remembering the kisses he and Jenny had shared. He also remembered her insistence that he stay will her for a few weeks while he recovered. She even promised to wear the nurse's uniform for him. He never realized how playful she could be.

"Its okay, Tony. We're happy for you." Abby said. "Oh and Gibbs gave McGee permission to court me too. He says Rule number twelve is history."

"Well that's great considering he's the one who broke the rule in the first place. So, Ziva and Gibbs are taking this to the next level." Tony mused.

"I think it's good for both of them. They're so much alike and they're really in love." McGee said.

"Yeah. McGee, Gibbs told me what you did."Tony said looking the younger agent in the eye. "Thank you. Thank you for saving my life."

"Tony, you're my colleague, my friend. Sometimes I think of you as the big brother I never had, teasing and taunting me but always looking out for me."

"McGee!" Tony was stunned.

"So if I could help you, I see it as the least I could do." McGee said, moving forward to place a hand on Tony's uninjured shoulder.

"Now can you do us a favour and get well soon. I've kind of had enough of everyone on the team being hurt in some way." McGee said.

"You got it, brother." Tony said.

"Ah, this is so sweet." Abby said, moving forward and forcing the two men into a three way hug.


Ziva placed the last of her clothes into Jethro's cupboard and went down to the kitchen. Ducky had offered to cook for them and he had invited Jenny to join them.

"It smells delicious, Ducky." Ziva commented.

"It's a traditional Indian curry, lots of spice with a minimum bite." Ducky smiled.

"Oh, Ducky it's been a long time since you cooked Eastern food for us." Jenny commented as Gibbs placed a mug of coffee in front of her.

"Yes, we should get together more often like this." Ducky said. "Jethro, can you place the naan bread in the oven. The curry is almost done."

Ziva moved forward, her body brushing past Jethro's as she reached for the salad bowls. He looked at her, heat in his eyes. She smirked, thinking that she may just force Jethro to be patient another night or three. He was doing much better, the kidney infection almost gone. And his other injuries were also on the mend. But still needed time to recover from the near drowning and the bullet wound.

He knew what she was thinking or so his eyes hinted. He moved to her ear and whispered, "Don't stop me tonight, please."

The way he said please made goose bumps rush down her arms. She didn't reply as she turned away to place the salad on the dining table.

They ate and talked about the case and the change in Gibbs and each member of his team. When they were done and the dishes cleaned, Jenny left for the hospital and Ducky headed home to spend time with his mother.

Closing the door behind them, Ziva turned to look at Gibbs. He was so incredibly gorgeous. She watched him, watching her as she released her hair from its ponytail. His 'please' still echoed in her mind. She weaved her fingers through her hair, bringing it forward over her breasts. She noted the hike in Gibbs' breath as she fingers reached for the top button of her shirt. With every step she took towards him, she undid one button.

She was still a few steps away from him when she let her shirt fall to the floor.

"Ziva…"Gibbs murmured stepping forward.

She stopped him from reaching out to her. She wanted to watch the passion rise in his eyes as she undressed for him.

"You know, when you say 'please' I get all hot and want to give in to you…"

"Then I'll have to say it more often… to you." Gibbs said.

"Do you want me to take this off, Jethro?" Ziva had her hands up against her back over the clasp to her bra.

"Ziva…" he moaned.

"I'll take that to mean a 'yes'." She turned and let Gibbs watch her unclasp the bra. She removed it and turned back to him, her hair shielding her pebbled buds from his view.

"I need to touch you… hold you… kiss you…" Gibbs said moving forward.

"Not yet, love." Ziva said, stepping forward. Using one hand, she pushed Gibbs backwards onto the couch. Gibbs groaned as her movement gave him glimpses of her rosy nipples.

Ziva smiled, she was not as unaffected as she pretended. Reaching for the buttons on her jeans she stepped forward so that her pelvis was in line with Gibbs' view. She let him watch her unzip her jeans. Slowly she pushed the jean off and Gibbs groaned when he realized that she didn't have anything under it.

Now she stood naked, radiant, beautiful and fully aroused in front of him. He sat on the edge of the couch, his eyes running up and down her body.



"Let me love you… please…"

"Oh God, yes Jethro. Yes." Ziva murmured as Gibbs pulled her into his arms.

He worshipped her body taking time to touch and taste every inch of her as she did him. When they came together it was slow and deep. Ziva encased him, drawing him closer as she murmured her feelings. He wrapped her in his embrace moving deep within her, whispering endearments and encouragement. They made sweet intense love and when they came it was to the sound of the other's ecstatic cry of release.

As they basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking, Gibbs whispered, "I love you."

"I love you too." Ziva replied, snuggling closer to him.

-- The End --