This if my first NCIS fanfic; after reading so many stories about Tony and Ziva I decided to make my own! I hope you guys enjoy it!

Ziva POV

I was running; that's all I was aware of. Shots were being fired from behind me. One was so close that it went right by my ear and almost made me loose my balance.

"You can't run forever!" He yelled in heavily accented English.

I looked around me, it was in the middle of the night and the only person that was closest to me was Tony's house. I couldn't run anymore, it was around 4 am and I was getting even more tired then when I first started; at 10pm.

I made a quick left just as a bullet skinned over my thigh. I sucked in my breath and continued, pushing myself even harder. I felt the blood run over my bare skin and I grimaced slightly.

I saw Tony's apartment come around and ducked into an alley so I could lose the guy. I fell back behind a trash can, my leg stinging and burning. I quickly assessed the wound but in the faint light I could only see the blood on my pearly skin.

I waited for a few minutes and went in through the back door and ran up three flights of stairs to Tony's front door.

"Tony!" I hissed and began pounding on the door.

There wasn't an answer after a few minutes, but then the door opened a crack to reveal a shirtless, sweaty, and disheveled Italian.

"What the hell Ziva? It's 4 am!" He hissed back.

My leg began to give out so I leaned against the door frame.

"I need you to hide me, Tony, please," I begged him, unable to see through my pain. I could almost hear voices three flights down.

"Ziva I can't! I have a girl in there, it's really important just go to the hospital Zee, please," I could hear the begging in his voice.

My eyes snapped open. He was my partner; he was supposed to take care of me, so why the hell would he choose to have sex with a girl over my life? I gave him a cold look, tears in my eyes and shook my head and whispered, "You're sealing my fate here, Tony, you really are."

I saw his face flash with pain and his hand lifted to cup my cheek when a new figure appeared behind him.

"Tony, who's she?" Her voice was sweet, only lightly accented with a hint of French.

"Nothing baby, she was just leaving," he choked out at her and kissed her cheek.

I felt myself break just as I heard voices down the stairs.

I winced and I felt Tony tense in front of me.

"Ziva, what's going on?" He whispered, still not letting me in behind him.

I shook my head at him, pain written all over my face and walked calmly away from him towards the only window in his apartment.

"Ziva, don't you dare jump, OK? Ziva, get in here!" Tony hissed just as the men clad in black came up the stairs.

"Back away into the building, sir, it's David we want," they had masks on and only there eyes were visible.

"No! What the hell is going on?" He yelled at them, his grip on Jeanne tightened.

I gave him one look, "Get back in, sir, it's nothing you need to worry about."

His eyes went wide and shook his head once, his eyes narrowed again.

I sighed and was about to make a break for the window when both the men caught me and dragged me to the floor, a knife pressed against my neck.

"Let's go, Officer David," he growled, his breathe hot in my ear.

I stopped struggling instantly and I let him drag me down the stairs, my head hitting the rail and knocking me unconscious. My last thought was how could he betray me like that? Me, his partner?

Tony POV

I was asleep with Jeanne wrapped safely in my arms when I heard her voice yelling my name.

"Tony!" Ziva yelled, her fist pounding on the door, threatening to break it open. I sighed and left Jeanne and walked to the door opening it a crack.

"What the hell, Ziva? It's 4 am!" I hissed at her, running a hand through my hair and trying to cover up most of my chest.

"I need you to hide me Tony, please," her voice cracked and she leaned against the door frame, her leg was covered in blood and she looked as if she were about to pass out right on the floor. It broke my heart to have to leave her outside and not be able to tend to her. Questions were running through my head, for example how the hell did Ziva end up bloodied and what if Jeanne found out?

"Ziva I can't! I have a girl in there, it's really important just go to the hospital Zee, please," I begged her, I couldn't take her in, I couldn't risk blowing my cover.

Her eyes snapped open as if someone had electrocuted her. Anger and disbelief flew through her features. I couldn't believe how much I had hurt her and how much I was risking just for this opp. I couldn't let her come in, it would get shady and then my cover would fall apart. I just wished that I could tell her.

"Tony, who's she?" Jeanne asked, her arm around my waist. I sighed and put an arm around her.

"Nothing, baby, she was just leaving," I choked out, my eyes were about to fill with tears. I couldn't just leave my partner unprotected like this; she was losing too much blood.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps pounding up the stairs and Ziva tensed and a tear rolled down her cheek as if in defeat. Now, I knew that I did seriously screw up; she was being tailed by some Israeli's that probably gave her that gun shot wound.

"Ziva David! Show yourself!"

My body reacted instantly, my muscles tensing and winding themselves tight around me.

"Ziva, what the hell is going on?" I hissed, my face clouded with worry.

She didn't answer me, but instead gave me a hard look and walked towards the window, relinquishing my help and my protection.

"Ziva don't you dare jump OK? Ziva get in here!" I yelled after her after she didn't respond.

Just then, the men were on the steps of the stairs and were in between Ziva and myself.

"Back away into the building, sir, it's David we want," one of them hissed out. My breathing hitched; they looked like Israeli assassins.

"No! What the hell is going on?" I asked them, my grip on Jeanne tightening.

"Get back in, sir, it's nothing you need to worry about."

Her voice was neutral and sad; her eyes were blank as if she had stopped hoping that anyone was going to help her. I have never seen her so broken before, I thought.

Suddenly, they lunged at her and whispered something in her ear that I didn't catch and they began dragging her out the door. Her head hit the railing and I winced as her eyes closed shut.

They had a gun trained on me and Jeanne so we couldn't move until they were out of sight.

"Tony, what was that, what just happened?" Jeanne asked.

I shook my head, "Crazy people, Jeanne, go home ok? Lock your doors and windows alright?"

I tilted her face up to mine and instantly wished that that was Ziva.

She nodded and pulled away grabbing her purse and running out my door in a panic.

I immediately grabbed my phone and dialed Gibbs' number.

"Gibbs, a bunch of Israelis just kidnapped Ziva, is the whole team still at NCIS?" I asked him, frantic.

"Yeah, DiNozzo, what the hell happened?" He yelled into the phone.

I sighed, the truth dawning on me.

"I couldn't let her in, Jeanne was here, I couldn't blow my cover. She had a gunshot wound to her thigh. She begged me to let her in but I just couldn't. They grabbed her. Gibbs, I just betrayed my partner my partner; she would've helped me out and risked it but I let them take her."

There was a silence on the other end of the line and then I heard a buzzing of voices.

"What the hell Tony! I can't believe you would do that to her!" That was McGee yelling.

"We'll be right over, DiNozzo, don't move."

Then the line went dead.

I sank down to the ground, my head in my hands. All I could see was Ziva's face, pale, broken, and defeated.

"I'm sorry Ziva, I'm so sorry."