**Four Hours Later**
“Agent Gibbs, Miss David is in ICU if you want to see her,” said Dr Smith.
“Is she awake?” asked Gibbs.
“Yes but she’s weak and needs to rest. You may talk to her if you want to but don’t push her please.”
“Thanks doctor.”
“That’s okay. Oh, Agent Gibbs, you may also want to find out what happened to her. These injuries are not the only ones she has. She has been hurt recently.”
“Okay. Thanks for the help."
Gibbs walked into Ziva's room and found her sitting up. She didn't look weak but Gibbs knew that even if she was, she would never show it. A bandage was wrapped around Ziva's upper left arm and a sling was keeping the arm bent.
"How are you feeling Ziva?" asked Gibbs.
"Okay, thanks for saving me Gibbs," replied Ziva.
"That's okay. Ziva, what happened?"
"My ex-boyfriend followed me back from Israel. I told him to leave me alone but he wouldn't. He used to bash me when we were together, all on my father's orders. He said that my father had told him to get me back at any cost and he bashed me again. I know I should've told you when you picked me up at the airport but I didn't want him to hurt you too Gibbs."
"That's okay Ziva. I'm glad you told me though. Now I can deal with him."
"Please don't hurt him Gibbs," said Ziva, though it was half-hearted.
"I won't Ziva. I'll chuck him in a cell for the rest of his life. He isn't going to get away with hurting you."
"Why do you care Gibbs? No-one else does."
"We do care about you Ziva. It's only your father that doesn't. You are like a daughter to me Ziva. That means I need to look after and protect you."
Author's Chapter Notes:
Ziva wakes up confused about the past 24 hours.