Through Closed Eyes

Written for The Five Senses Challenge by Kayla Shay.

REQUIREMENTS

Challenge: One (or more) of the characters below has a sudden increase or decrease in one or more of their five senses. (taste, touch, smell, sight, hearing)
Two Ways to Win: General/Serious Response & Crack!Fic Response
Mark your entry accordingly and you can do one for each type.
Characters: Tony, McGee, Ziva, Gibbs, Abby
Rating: Anything Goes from Kiddie Fluff to Smut
Min Word: 1,000
Max Word: 10,000 (negotiable if needed)
Note: Crossovers (especially with The Sentinel) are more than welcome, but not required...
Deadline: April 4, 2008

Rating: PG-13/T
Summary: Ziva loses her sight in an explosion, how will she adjust to life through closed eyes? Some Jibbs and Tiva.
By: Miss-Margaret-4077/Toodles88
Word Count: 10, 520
Completed On: 17/3/08
Type of Response: Serious.

Chapter 1:

It was dark. Plainly and simply, dark. At first she did not know why. A second ago she was standing next to Tony, the next, nothing. Just black. Ziva sat up, she tried to adjust to the unusual darkness, why wasn't it working? Why couldn't she see? She placed her hand in front of her face. Nothing. With this sudden and harsh realisation, she began to panic. She could hear voices around her, but she wasn't quite sure what they were saying. She could hear someone running towards her, 'It must be McGee.' She thought, recognising the shuffle sound he made when he walked, 'With new boots.' She realised. (McGee's shoes were squeaking as he walked.)

"Boss! It's Ziva, I found her!" He called.

Gibbs ran up to McGee and Ziva, "Is she okay?" He asked.

"I think so." McGee replied. Then Gibbs asked, "Ziva? Can you hear me?"

Ziva was aware of the people surrounding her, but was only able to speak a few words. She had a painful throbbing at the back of her head and was sure she was covered in scrapes and cuts, "Yes, I think so, my head…" She trailed off.

"I'm not surprised your head hurts Ziva, you hit the ground pretty hard." Gibbs replied, "Can you walk?" He asked.

"I - I, I don't know, maybe." Ziva replied, her voice shaking. She could feel blood dripping down her neck, not a very pleasant sensation.

"McGee, go and get DiNozzo, tell him we've found Ziva and get an ambulance here."

"Right, on it boss." McGee answered, running off to get Tony.

Gibbs knelt down beside Ziva, "Are you sure you're okay, Ziva?" He asked.

"I - I- Um, I can't see Gibbs. I am not sure why."

"It's probably from the explosion, you'll be okay Ziva."

"Explosion?" Ziva asked, surprised.

"You don't remember?"

"No, I don't. I guess I hit my head harder than I thought." She replied.

Soon after Ziva finished speaking a team of paramedics arrived and started assessing her injuries and loading her into the ambulance.

"DiNozzo, you go with her." Gibbs instructed.

"Of course, boss." Tony replied. Then he made his way into the ambulance and sat beside his injured colleague and friend.

Tony wanted to ask Ziva is she was okay, but he decided there were two really good reasons why he shouldn't. One was, that she was in a lot of pain and probably didn't feel like talking. The second was, knowing Ziva, she was probably already annoyed at everyone asking her if she was okay and would not respond well to being asked again, despite her present condition.

The ride to the hospital was a quiet one, Ziva certainly didn't feel like talking and Tony noticed. He just hoped she was okay. Her injuries did not appear to be terminal but the lack of eyesight was really bothering Tony, 'Hopefully it won't be permanent.' He thought.

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When they arrived at the hospital, every thing seemed to move along very quickly. The paramedics took Ziva inside and informed the E.R doctors of what had happened. At first they refused to let Tony in as well, but he protested and eventually the doctors were willing to let him stay. But they did inform him, rather strongly, that he would have to wait outside while they took Ziva to get some scans done. Tony said he could live with that and decided that now was a good a time as any to update Gibbs on Ziva's condition.

"Gibbs." Tony said.

"How is she DiNozzo?"

"The E.R doctors just took her to get some scans done. They said they are concerned the explosion may have done quite a bit of internal damage, especially to her eyes."

"You stay with her, DiNozzo."

"Of course, boss."

Gibbs hung up.

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Quite a bit of time had passed since Tony saw the E.R doctors take Ziva away, this worried him, it meant there was a possibility that Ziva's injuries were more extensive than they had first thought.

Tony thought back through the day's events, to see if he could think of anything that may help Ziva….

That morning…

Tony walked into the bullpen, looking unusually cheerful for a Monday morning, usually he was moping around complaining how unfair it was that after having worked the entire weekend, Gibbs made them come in on Monday. But today was different, Tony was happy.

"Tony, why are you so happy?" Ziva asked.

"Is there a problem with me being happy, Zee-vah?"

"No, I didn't say there was, it's just you're usually, so, " She was trying to find the right word, "un-happy on Mondays."

"Really?"

"Yes. So this is quite usual for you? Something very good must have happened or something good must be about to happen, yes?"

"I'm just happy because I don't have to stay here all day."

"Gibbs allowed this?"

"Not exactly, you see, he doesn't know yet."

Ziva smiled, she did love it when Tony was the one who got in trouble from Gibbs, it was so much fun to watch him squirm.

"Know what, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked.

"Ah, nothing boss." He denied.

"That Tony thinks he's getting the afternoon off." Ziva said. Tony glared at her.

"What makes you think that, DiNozzo?"

"Well, you see it was the Director's idea. Guess she feels sorry for poor little me." He said, with his usual huge grin on his face.

"Was it now? Since when do you take orders from her and not me?"

"Ah, she is the Director, boss, it's not like I can just say no. Especially to an order like that." Tony replied.

Gibbs didn't say anything, he just glared at Tony and hurried off up to Jenny's office.

"Oooh this is gonna get ugly." Tony said.

Ziva just laughed. She knew Jenny would overrule Gibbs, that's how it went…most of the time…

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Gibbs, as he usually did, barged through the doors of Jenny's office, not thinking about her privacy. Good thing no one was in her office, except her.

"Jethro, should have known it would be you, I could feel your anger from all the way up here."

"You're damn right, Jen."

"What can I do for you, Jethro?" She asked, remaining calm, she knew that would annoy Gibbs even more, if she didn't get all worked up about whatever he was worked up about.

"Don't bullshit me Jen. You know why I'm here."

"Who said anything about bullshitting, Jethro? And yes, I have a pretty good idea about why you're here. Tony?"

"Sounds about right, Jen. Now why are you sending him home early?"

"Do I need to explain everything to you, Jethro?"

"You do when it involves my team, Jen."

"On this I don't, Jethro. It's between myself and Tony. Now, is that all? Or have you got more yelling to do?" Jenny replied.

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Back in the bullpen…

"They sound like a married couple." McGee said.

"Maybe they are, secretly." Ziva replied.

"Oh I don't think so David. Gibbs and the Director? No way would that work, I mean have you heard how much he yells at her, and I mean, like how many ex-wives does he have? Don't you think he's over it all?"

They were all hunched over Tony's phone. Tony had called Cynthia, hoping to get first hand scoop. Tony had corrupted her into eavesdropping on Gibbs and Jenny.

"Not necessarily Tony."

"Both of you, shh, he's saying something." McGee said.

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Back in Jenny's office…

"Jen, really, you can't just do what you like with my team!"

"I guess you're not done. And on this I can, just trust me Jethro." Jenny said.

"Trust you? Jen how can I do that when you're not telling me everything?" He asked.

"Because, you can. Do I need any other reason?"

"Yes, you do."

"Why?"

"Because! You do. Trust is important Jen, and you need to learn that."

"I did, Jethro. Remember?"

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Back at the bullpen…

"Ohh we're getting into the past now…" Tony said.

"Tony, shut up and let us listen or we'll never know what they're saying."

"Party-pooper."

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Jen's office…

"We don't need to bring that up. Can we concentrate on the present?" Gibbs said.

"Fine. I'll tell you, Tony is doing some work for me, does that satisfy you Jethro?"

"Not really, but do I have a choice?"

"No, you don't. It's only for a couple of hours Jethro, it's not like it's a lot of time and anyway you guys have nothing going at the moment, so what's the problem?"

"Trust is the problem., Jen."

"Sorry, Jethro, but that's the way it is. End of story."

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Gibbs then rushed out of Jenny's office and back to the bullpen. Tony quickly hung up the phone when he heard Gibbs coming.

"DiNozzo, what did I tell you about eavesdropping?"

"Ah, I can't remember boss, why?"

"Stop doing it."

"Right. How -?"

"Never mind, DiNozzo."