Chapter Forty-Eight: In The Hospital...Again
She laid on the couch that night, her hands resting on top of her bump. She turned her head towards the television and focused back onto the movie which played. Tony came back in with a bowl of popcorn in his hands.
"Hey sweetie," He greeted, sitting down on the unoccupied section of couch.
"Hi." She said with a smile. "Ooh! Popcorn!"
"Yep." He replied, sitting up.
She got a little dizzy but that soon passed and she grabbed a handful of the buttery substance lying in the bowl. She snuggled up to Tony and stuffed her face as the film Quantum of Solace played. She smiled up to Tony as the opening credits played. She rested her head on Tony's shoulder and watched as James Bond came onto the screen. Time passed and words grew jumbled and sight became blurred. Soon, Ziva found her eyes drooping and eventually closing. She fell asleep. Tony hadn't noticed until he heard the faint sound of her adorable snore. He had be going on and on about Daniel Craig and apparently it had bored her. Tony shook his head, a smile coming to his unshaven face. He could only hold her in his arms as she snoozed. He found her to be incredibly adorable, even more so pregnant. He kissed the top of her head lightly and looked back at to the television screen. When the movie finished he had grown tired too. He gather Ziva up in his arms and gingerly carried her to the bedroom. When he placed her down on the bed, Ziva moaned in her sleep.
"Tony?" She asked, starting to stir.
"Shhh," He hushed. "Just go back to sleep."
She smiled as he caressed her soft hair gently. He was sitting beside her on the bed. Bending down, Tony placed a kiss on her forehead. Ziva sighed at the feel of his lips and curled up to the pillow nearest her. Tony couldn't help but chuckle at the half-asleep Israeli's antics. Tony stood up and took off his t-shirt, tossing it away before climbing into bed with her.
"Come here, baby." He requested, brushing her hair with his fingers.
She turned around, curling up into him. She buried her face into his forest of chest hair and wrapped a leg around his. With that, the pair fell asleep. It seemed as if it had only been a couple hours before Ziva began becoming agitated. She began tossing around in her sleep until she woke up, sweat drenching her. She had not had a nightmare, she was just…uncomfortable. She sat up and looked around the darkened room. She got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Turning on the light, Ziva squinted her eyes against the bright lights until her corneas adjusted. She looked at herself in the mirror, feeling sicker than she had in a really long time. She didn't want to wake up Tony with her problems so she shut the door before kneeling down to the toilet. Vomiting was never a pleasant experience and this had become more so during the pregnancy. She must have been vomiting for ten whole minutes before stopping. She caught her breath, her head spinning. She held onto the toilet and didn't dare let go. An hour later Tony awoke to the sound of a thud coming from the bathroom. He shot up in the bed, growing frantic when Ziva was not beside him. He ran to the bathroom to find her on the floor, her body sprawled out.
"Ziva!" He exclaimed.
He kneeled down to her and put his fingers to her neck, checking her pulse. It was low, almost dangerously low.
"Ziva, Ziva, come on…wake up." He urged in a panicked voice. "Please."
Tony stood and ran to find his cell phone which was on the nightstand.
"Miriam!" Tony yelled, grabbing his phone.
"What Tony?" She asked, rushing to Tony.
"Go to the bathroom, stay with Ziva." He commanded.
She ran in there and kneeled next to Ziva. Ziva's eyes fluttered opened to see Miriam.
"Miriam?" She asked.
"Na'am habibi," She replied. "I'm here."
"Tony," She said.
"He's calling 9-1-1." She said.
"Why?" She asked.
"Ziva, you fell." Tony said, coming into the room, pausing to speak to the 9-1-1 operator. "Yes, please hurry."
Later at the hospital, Ziva lay in the bed, feeling tired and scared at the same time. The doctor walked in, a smile on her face. It was Dr. Zhilan Wu.
"Hello; well, it appears the twins are okay as of the moment. It's lucky you didn't land on your stomach. We're going to keep you here for twenty-four hours, just to make sure everything is okay." Wu informed. "In the meantime, just rest and try not to be too worried."
She smiled and left to tend to other patients. Miriam smiled down to Ziva and stroked her hair soothingly. Tony stood by the window, looking out. Ziva sat up and narrowed her eyes at him. What was he thinking about? What was going through his head? Tony turned around and walked over to her.
"Tony?" She asked, watching him as he sat down on the bed.
He didn't speak as he took a hold of her hand and kissed her rounded abdomen.
"I'm glad you're okay." Tony said quietly to Ziva when he came back up. He nodded, rubbing his thumb on the back of her hand.
"Me too, Tony." Ziva said, sitting up more. "What's the matter with you?"
"Nothing," Tony said in a snide voice. "I just almost lost my girls, that's all." Ziva could tell from his tone of voice that he wasn't happy.
"Tony, please…calm down." Ziva replied.
"Calm down? Why the hell didn't you wake me up? Huh?" He said, standing up.
"ANTHONY!" Miriam barked. "You are not helping anything by getting mad at her! Stop!"
Tony instantly quieted and Ziva started to silently cry. Just then, something happened that none of them expected.
A/N: Hey guys. So sorry I have not updated in a while and I feel TERRIBLE. I've just been working through a lot of shit and I hope you'll understand. I also know that this was a bit of a short chapter, kind of nonsensical but I'm sure that as time goes it'll make more sense. Please review and thanks to….
Sicily Alexandra, TIVAforthewin, Kimf, Robern, MoRack1122, Ziva Marie Ann, and all of my other dedicated readers.
Also, thanks to Alli for the "kick in the butt" I needed to update. :)
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