Chapter One: Prologue
Ziva slept in her room. She was tired from the week the team had. It was full of stress since it was a case that endangered Abby. Tony and Ziva had even yelled at each other at one point that day. They hadn't even spoken to each other since either. Just shot mean glares across the bullpen.
But now the case was closed and the team was now at home and getting well-earned rest. All were unaware of the danger that loomed in the young ex-Mossad agent's life.
The lock clicked easily as he slid the door open. Silently he crept into the apartment. He walked through the small apartment towards her room. His hope was he could take Ziva without a fight. He'd been trained just like her so he knew what her first instinct would be. Fight.
As he crept into the room he watch the ninja's every move. If he was to do this and leave the note, he would have to do this quickly and smoothly. Ziva began to stir and he paused in his tracks. If Ziva woke up with him being a foot away, he'd be caught. She stopped moving and he heard a loud obnoxious snore a second later. Damn Ziva. He thought. Silently he walked over and grabbed Ziva in one swift motion. Before she could react he injected her with something that would make her sleep. For now at least. Then he left the note on the counter on the way out. Ziva David was now a hostage.
"Boss, Ziva's not here yet." Tony said a little after 0700.
Gibbs took a sip from his coffee looking at Ziva's desk. "She call in?"
"No boss. That's the thing. Ziva would've been here by now." McGee agreed.
Gibbs glanced at Tony, "go check and see if she's at her place."
Tony got up. "On it boss." He left and drove to Ziva's wondering where the ninja was.
Tony knocked on the door "Ziva! C'mon Ziva!" He glanced at the lock and noticed it was slightly open. Quickly he pulled out his gun, slid into the doorway and held his gun in front of him, checking everywhere for anyone. When it was clear he holstered his gun.
"Zee?" He asked hesitantly, "Zee-vah? Where are you ninja?" He walked out of the bed room towards the door way again. But this time a piece of paper caught his eye. It was sitting on the counter, alone.
He glanced at it and saw it addressed to him and the rest of team Gibbs. "Oh, no." He whispered pulling a pair of gloves on. He picked up the note and read it as he got his phone out.
"Dear Gibbs, DiNozzo, and McGee,
If you want to see Agent David alive, you will bring 75,000,000 to the corner of Jefferson and Thompson in a week. If it isn't there in a week, you can say goodbye to your little Mossad Agent."
Ziva David had been kidnapped and taken for ransom.
A/N;So this idea randomly came to me about a week ago. After thinking about it and planning how I should write it, I decided to write it. So I'm hoping it'll be longer than Do Me A Favor Probie but not too long either. Depends on where my muse goes with this. So enjoy!