So sorry for not updating sooner! My aunt just had a baby... ? ゚リヘ
if I owned NCIS...life would be great, and Tiva would be canon
"Welcome to DiNozzo place, you take the bed, I'll have the couch, and we'll all be just fine."
Bella shook her head.
"I want the couch. I can't ever sleep in beds."
Tony shrugged. "That's fine with me, believe me."
Bella sat on the couch, and began to take off the cloth sling, and stretch her newly relocated shoulder, still wincing.
"That's going to hurt even more if you don't let it rest," Tony warned, watching her. She shook her head.
"I've had worse. You should've seen the time I was kidnapped and brought to Somalia."
Tony felt his blood run cold as Bella continued.
"Ziva was there for that, though she didn't know I was there. I was supposed to break her, but then, I guess they didn't need be for that, so they just started trying to break me because I was me, and I know things. I thought I was going to die there."
"Why? Somebody would've rescued you."
Bella shook her head. "I am disposable. No family, not too many friends. They knew it too. They were giving up on getting information out of me, so they were going to kill me. But then there was a fight, wherever Saleem was, and he died. His guards left to fight, but they died too."
Tony decided the worst part of the whole ordeal was how matter of factly she talked about it. There was no emotions connected.
"How did you get back then?"
Bella gave him a look. "I walked."
Tony shook his head. "Ziva could barely walk with our help."
"You were there?"
Tony hesitated. "Yeah. We, uh. We rescued Ziva. We didn't realize..."
"That there was anyone else there," Bella finished for him. "Don't worry about it. Really, I got out okay, so no worries."
That said, Bella stretched out on the couch, turned over, and immediately fell asleep. Shaking his head, Tony entered his room and began getting ready for bed. His phone rang, and he picked it up quickly.
"Dinozzo."
"She asleep, Dinozzo?"
"Yes boss. Boss,- she- she was there, in Somalia, when we rescued Ziva. We left her there, to make her own way to safety, while we happily made our way back. We left a kid there, Gibbs. A kid who was originally supposed to be there only as a bargaining chip. The only reason she was ever tortured was because she was no longer needed for bargaining. The only reason she was no longer needed was because we showed up."
Gibbs said nothing, making an eerie silence. Tony was a little ashamed of dumping everything on Gibbs like that, but he needed to tell someone.
"She tell you that, Dinozzo?" Gibbs finally asked. Tony nodded, then realized Gibbs couldn't see him.
"Uh, yeah boss. Right before passing out on my couch."
"Bring her to work tomorrow. Do not leave her alone, is that clear?"
"Crystal."
Tony's dreams that night were punctuated by horrific images of Bella in Somalia .
