A/N: hey guys so here's the second chapter! hopefully you guys will enjoy this chapter as much as the last ;). Thanks for all the follows and reviews it honestly means a lot to me! Please continue reviewing and following! Anyways rambling on here… Enjoy

Ziva's eyes started to open, squinting at the amount of light that was surrounding the room. She quickly got to her senses and realised she was tied to a chair. It was as though they were watching her because as soon as she woke up the door slammed open and Saleem walked in lighting his cigarette. As Saleem got closer Ziva started to cough at the smell of the cigarette. Saleem walked up to Ziva and ran his hand down her face. She quickly tensed at his touch and tried to pull away from him. Unfortunately being tied to a chair didn't help.
"You are going to tell me everything you know about NCIS"

Said Saleem his hand still cupping her face. As Saleem asked the question he started getting closer and closer to her face and with that Ziva swung her head back and head butted him. Saleem stumbled back a few steps in shock. Once he regained his composer he walked up to Ziva and slapped her as hard as he could. Ziva struggled to keep the tears back as blood started dripping down her mouth. Without showing any signs of weakness Ziva lifted her head up and looked deep into Saleem's eyes.

"I am not telling you any-"

As Ziva was talking Saleem gave her a backhander, this time sending her head flying in the opposite direction. This time the blow was 10 times worse. Ziva felt as though her head was going to explode.

"I am going to ask you one last time."

Said Saleem grabbing his gun from the back of his pants and holding it up to her forehead.

"Tell me everything you know about NCIS"

Ziva looked at him for a moment and considered her options. Tell him and most probably die later when they were finished with her or don't tell him and probably get shot right there and then. Ziva knew she was probably going to get killed soon anyway and she had to be honest to herself- she was ready to die. She looked back up at Saleem and spat in his face. Saleem wiped his face with his free hand then hit Ziva on the head with the butt of his gun. That's when the lights went out for Ziva.

When Ziva woke up she found herself in a different room. She looked around an absorbed the features of the room. There wasn't much to look at other than a small, high window and a rotten wooden chair, other than the one she was sitting on, neatly tucked away in the corner of the room. She could hear some sort of arguing going on outside of the room in a foreign language. She tried to depict what they were saying but could only figure out bits and pieces of what they were saying. Ziva heard the men saying something about the possibilities of people coming to look for her. As soon as she heard that she broke down into tears. No one knew where she was. Not Gibbs, not McGee, not even her father new exactly where she was. Then she thought of Tony. Not even Tony knew where she was. To think of how close they'd become over the past few years and how they'd promise to tell each other everything. All of that was blown out the window after he'd shot Michael. She couldn't wrap her head around the whole bamboozle.

*Why did Tony come to my place in the first place?*

She had mixed emotions on the whole subject. From the first time Tony and Ziva met, Ziva had fallen in love with Tony. Although she never said anything she still loved him. After Tony got together with Jeanne she knew whether it was just a mission or not that he was in love with her and that she would eventually have to get over Tony. When Tony and Ziva had, had that argument in Israel he asked her if she loved Michael. To this day she didn't know whether she loved him or not. At least love him the way she did Tony. Suddenly the door slammed open and 3 men, followed by Saleem, walked into the room. The 4 men started to circle Ziva as she tried desperately to get out of the bounds.

The last thing she heard was Saleem come close up to her ear and whisper

"We're not done with you yet."