Special Agent?

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Tony P.O.V.

I walk into Ziva's room, and see her laying there. The only sound I hear is the faint beeping that let's me know she's still alive. She's covered in bandages, and her face is scabbed all over. I should've been the one to get blown up, I should've never let her open those cupboards. How can I call myself a special agent??? I can't even protect my own girlfriend.

I lay down, and hold our baby girl in my arms. A doctor passes by, and I ask for a bassinet to be brought to the room. The doctor nods, and soon I can lay my daughter down. She yawns and falls asleep instantly. She's such a good baby already.... She's so tiny too. She only weighed 4 lbs. 12oz. She's definitely a premie, and she's just perfect. I love her to bits, and I'm so glad that they're both alive.

"T-Tony?", I hear. I look at my daughter, and see that she's still sleeping... So it couldn't of been her. Man, I'm going crazy. She can't talk yet. So it must have been Ziva.

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