Last chapter. Here it is!

Ziva woke up a half an hour later with awful stomach cramps. These, however, were not like her normal period cramps. They hurt worse and she was beginning to feel nauseous. Suddenly, she knew she was going to be sick. She jumped out of bed and ran for the bathroom, making it just in time to throw up her lunch. She felt her hair come off her neck. When she finished, she leaned back against Tony, wrapping her arms around her stomach.

"You alright?" he asked, kidding her forehead.

"I think so," she said, "But my stomach really hurts, like the time we ate bad seafood."

"Maybe you got food poisoning," he suggested, brushing a piece of hair from her sweaty forehead, "Did you eat anything weird today?"

"At lunch we went to the sandwich place we all like," she said, "I didn't eat a lot, but my sandwich did taste weird."

"That's probably it," he said, "Would you like to go back to bed?"

She was about to say yes when her stomach revolted again. She spent another minute throwing up. When she finished, she stomach was cramping so badly, she was in tears.

"Sweetheart," Tony said, holding her close, "Is there anything I can do?"

She shook her head; curling into a ball on is lap. He noticed she was holding her right side a bit tighter than her left.

"Ziva?" he asked, running his fingers through her hair, trying not to let her know just how scared he was, "Have you ever had your appendix removed?"

"No," she said, looking up at him before grabbing her right side as pain coursed through it.

"I think I'm gonna call Gibbs and Jenny to see if they can watch the girls. I think you need to go to the hospital."

"I am fine Tony," she said, then cried out in pain, "Ok, I guess you are right."

"I'll be right back," he said, grabbing his phone and dialing his boss's number.

"What's up DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Is there any way you or Jenny could come over and watch the girls?" Tony asked, his voice slightly panicked, "I think Ziva has appendicitis."

"I'm on my way," Gibbs said, "I'll be there in ten."

"Thanks," Tony said as he hung up.

He checked on the girls, who were thankfully sleeping. He then went back into the bathroom to check in his wife. She was dry heaving again.

"Gibbs is coming," Tony said as she finished, "I'm going to pack an overnight bag for you and then we can get ready to go."

She nodded, to miserable to speak. He quickly threw a few pairs of pajamas as well as some other essentials in the bag. Once he finished, he picked her up off the bathroom floor, carrying her to the couch and putting a pair of her favorite shoes on her as well as a jacket. He was glad the rain had slowed and the power was back on. He grabbed a bucket from under the sink, handing it to her before sitting down next to her and snuggling her to him.

"I feel awful," she said, looking at him.

"I know," he said, "As soon as Gibbs gets here, we can go get you better."

She nodded, grabbing the bucket and dry heaving again. Just as she finished, there was a knock on the door. Tony ran to get it. He opened the door and Gibbs, Jenny, Carson, and Claire all came in.

"Hey," Tony said, whispering, "Are you sure you all want to be here. Anna and Tali both are sick."

"I know," Jenny said, "Which is why we all came. Carson and Claire already had it, so they should be alright."

"Ok," Tony said, as they all came into the living room where Ziva was.

"Hey, Ziva," Jenny said, "You going to be alright?"

Ziva nodded miserably as Tony helped her up.

"I will call when we find out for sure what's going on," Tony said as they went to leave, "Thank you so much for coming."

Tony took Ziva out to the car, helping her in before getting in the driver's seat and speeding out of the driveway. He drove as quickly as he knew he could get away with. Ziva threw up again as they were driving. He pulled into the hospital, carrying her in and demanding she be seen. He could tell her fever was going up and he knew she needed to be seen as soon as possible. The nurse took one look at Ziva and guided them back to a room. Ziva was in tears as she clutched her side.

"I know," he said, stroking her hair. The nurse returned a few minutes later with an ultrasound machine to confirm Tony's suspicions.

"She definitely has appendicitis," the nurse said, "I am going to take you up to surgery prep. Now when was the last time you ate?"

"Around noon," Ziva said through clenched teeth.

"Alright," the nurse said, "I think we have an opening in about an hour so we are going to rush you labs and get you into surgery as soon as possible."

They both nodded as the nurse wheeled her into a room and took some blood.

"I'll be back in a few minutes to get you set up with some pain meds and fluids," the nurse said, running out the door.

Ziva was crying silently. "I know," Tony said, holding her hand and rubbing her hair, "You will be alright."

She nodded, leaning her head onto his shoulder. Within an hour, Ziva was prepped for surgery and getting ready to be taken back.

"You'll do fine," Tony said, kissing her as tears ran down her cheeks.

"I know," she said, "I just feel bad and today has been awful."

"I know," Tony said, "But just think, when you go into surgery, you can sleep and wake up and it will be a new day."

"I love you," she said as she was wheeled away.

"I love you too," he said watching her be wheeled down the hall, vowing to make the next day better than this one had been.

Thank you all so much for reading. I hope you all liked it.