Ziva looked like hell. To make matters worse, she was sure that Tony had spotted her eye. Gibbs, Abby, & McGee had bought that she ran into a cabinet door. Not Tony. He knew that something else had happened.

"Zee-vah! What happened to your eye?" Tony kept bugging her about it.

'Why can't he leave me alone?' Ziva thought. "Nothing," she lied. "I ran into a door."

"Ziva, if you ran into a door, the door would be hurt, not you." He tried to ease the situation with a joke, but it didn't work. Ziva told him to leave her alone and put her head down on her desk.

Tony didn't have time to poke her about it more because Gibbs had entered the bullpen. The first thing he saw was Ziva with her head down on her desk. "You feeling okay, Ziva?"

"Fine, Gibbs," she answered. Her mood got a little better when she heard the unmistakable sound of Gibbs head-slapping Tony.

"DiNozzo, with me," Gibbs ordered.

"On your six, boss," Tony answered, following Gibbs to the elevator.

After she was sure Tony was gone, she pulled a mirror out of her desk. Her eye looked bad. She had no idea what she had done to Ray to deserve this, but one thing was certain: If Tony knew the truth, Ray would die.

In the elevator, Tony flipped the emergency switch and faced Gibbs. "Boss, Ziva did not run into a cabinet. Someone hit her in the face."

"Ya think, DiNozzo? I want you to find out who did it, and why. Start with Ray Cruz."

"Got it, boss." Seeing the look on Gibbs' face, Tony added, "I think I'll go pay CI-Ray a visit."

"Yeah, you do that. Don't forget your gear." Gibbs flipped the emergency switch and the two agents stepped off the elevator.

As Tony was gearing up, Ziva was staring off into space, at least until Tony loaded a new clip in his SIG. These were hollow point rounds. After she heard the "click" of Tony's SIG, she looked up.

"Tony, where are you going?" Ziva asked him.

"I'm gonna go pay a visit to CI-Ray. Gibbs' orders."

"NO!" Ziva got up and blocked Tony's path.

"Ziva, there's something you're not telling me. Why can't I see CI-Ray?"

"He's just feeling anti-social right now."

"So that's why he turned you into a punching bag? Uh-uh. It doesn't work that way. Now, move."

The last two words were more of an order than a request, and Ziva knew she lost this battle. But she knew there would be more to come.