NCIS Short Stories.

The hospital Part I

I hate hospitals. I just have something against them. It's not the people, or what they do. It's just that you only can get out if someone else dedides that for you or something. I just like to be in charge of my life and when you are in a hospital you're just not in charge. I think that's it.

This whole complaining session is not without a reason, because I am in a hospital right now. I got shot in the shoulder, so I had surgery to get the bullet out and now I am lying here doing nothing, waiting 'till the docter says I can get out and be in charge of my own decisions again.

2 days I have to stay here, and then I can 'maybe' go home. Serieusly every 5 minutes a nurse of some kind walks in and asks if I am doing okay and if I need more medication or not. In Israel this was very different they got the bullet out and in less then an hour after you were back on the street again.

"Miss David, how are you doing? Is the pain manageable?"

Omg if this nurse keeps checking on me every 5 minutes I swear I am gonna kill her. "Yes I am fine, just like I was 5 minutes ago. You don't have to check on me all the time, I'll be fine."

"Yes I know you will, but I am not allowed to keep you without anyone watching you for a longer period, the surgery you had was pretty heavy you know."

"Well Ziva then she can leave you alone for a little while now, because I'll be here to watch you." I heard from just behind the door. And then Tony walked into the room, I actually think I was never happier to see him, because now this nurse could finally leave me alone.

"Hi Tony."

"Hi Ziv, nurse Smith" he said while looking at her namecard. "Thank you for taking such good care of this little Israeli, I'll take care of her for a while." The nurse smiled to both of us and then walked out of the room I shared with myself. It was probably for the better, because I don't think I would have been a good roommate.

"So Zi, how are you doing?" Tony asks, I know he means it well, but I am done with people asking me that.

"I am fine Tony." He smiles a little, I know he knows that when I say that I am fine I am not most of the time. But like surgery and the bullet and all that I am kinda used to, so I am fine with that. The reason I got shot on the other hand I am not so fine with. The bullet that I caught in my shoulder was not meant for me, it was meant for a little 4 year old girl who had done nothing wrong. The guy that tried to shot her had first killed her mother and for some reason he wanted to kill her too, but on time I jumped in front of the bullet.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Tony asked. I shook my head no, but I did ask how the girl was doing. "She's fine, a little shaken up. We tried to find any relatives, but it looks like her mom and her were the only ones left in the family, so she might go to an orphanage." Tony awnsered in a really sad tone.

"We can't let that happen!" I replied. " This child has been through enough already."

"I know Zi, but I an afraid there is not much we can do."

I thought about it for a second. "Well Tony, if we can't find a family member of hers I'll adopt her." He clearly was little suprised by what I just said, but I really mean it.

"We'll see that later Zi, now first you have to get better and get some rest."

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Hey guys,

I am so so sorry I haven't uploaded in such a long time. I was just so busy with school and everything. This story will definitly get a part II and if you guys would like it I might even make a whole new story out of it, so let me know if you would like that! I will upload as soon as possible!

Xx Zivakindagirl.