Disclaimer: Same old same old, nothing belongs to me except maybe the characters that you don't recognize.
A/N: Thank you guys so much for all the good wishes. It's awesome to see how many people are actually following this story too. Once again I'm sorry for the long delay but things happen sometimes. Well, I hope this one doesn't disappoint. Also a huge shout out to BnB who mentioned about the PoV's, I'll try to pay more attention to naming who's PoV it is. Thank you so much for mentioning that. 3
~Ziva's POV~
This thing has to be broken.
There is just no possible way.
I can't be....
I look down at the little plastic device in my hands.
I have to buy some more because this can't be right.
"Ziva!" I hear McGee call my name from the doorway.
I stand up place the device in the disposal bin and unlock the stall. As I come out I see McGee still standing at the doorway.
"Do you have a problem? This, I believe, is the ladies' room." I say as I begin to wash my hands.
"You come bursting into the men's room all the ti....wait that's not what I'm here for. Ziva."
At my name I look up.
"Are you alright?" He says stepping towards me with nothing but worry in his eyes.
"I am fine McGee, but Tony will not be if we continue to stand here." I give him a small smile of reassurance.
"Let's go then, Abby has some locations."
McGee turns and heads toward the door holding it for me and I begin to walk after him. I can't help but stop and look back at the stall I just evacuated. I can't be...
McGee and Ziva reach the lab to only find Gibbs already standing next to Abby, the latter with an extra large Caf-Pow in her hands.
"-so like I was saying...they own a bunch of warehouses. By they I mean Angelo Delveccio. I guess they're family ones. But, he also owns multiple homes as well as some that he rents out to the people working for him. So, we know that Angelo has Tony, we just don't know where he is and the area to check is HUGE. We don't even know if Angelo would have brought Tony to any of these locations. Also, with Angelo's connections he has no reason to surface to the outside world. Wherever he's staying they can bring him what he needs. So right now we're screwed. Poor Tony. Who knows what he's going through right now."
Ziva walks up next to Abby to look at the computer screens and list of locations Tony could be at.
"Someone like Angelo," she begins to say "is very confident. He would most likely bring Tony back to one of his homes because he believes that he could never possibly get caught."
"Yea but Tony is a federal agent," McGee starts to interrupt "Delveccio will know that the chances of getting caught are higher. He's probably keeping Tony wherever he's staying though."
Gibbs looked back and forth at his agents.
"We need to find Angelo first. We have all the cause that we need to arrest him. We find him then we find Tony."
"Gibbs." Abby says meekly. "What if he won't tell us where Tony is? What do we have on him that we could offer? A decreased sentence? He's killed people, how could we do that?"
Ziva walks over to Abby and places her arms around her.
"We will give him whatever we can to get Tony back Abby. Do not worry. We WILL get him back."
Abby hugged her just a little bit tighter before the agents left to get started.
~Tony's POV~
Oh God. This has to be hell.
Both my eyes are swollen almost shut. When I am able to open them everything I see is hazy. I can hear someone walking down the hall. My God I can't take anymore of this. I've been in bad situations before but this, this is the most painful. The door scrapes open and I can make out the figure of a taller man. Angelo? Aldo?
"Mmmmm, I'm gonna love the warm feel of your blood seeping from your stomach after I cut you open."
My blood runs absolutely cold.
Abbozzato.
Oh shit how could they let him on me already. I thought Angelo would want to torture me for at least a couple days before finishing me off. I really pinned Angelo as a guy who finishes off traitors on his own. Maybe I was hoping for that. Anything but this psycho.
I try to sit up and pull myself farther away from him. Like this will do any good but my pride is in the way.
A large laugh starts coming from the man in front of me.
"This is pathetic," he let's out between laughs. "You were right Al this guy is funny."
I see the figure of another man step through the doorway. Aldo.
"I thought he might need a good scare to wake him up." He smiles a half smile with his brilliant white teeth showing slightly and threateningly.
"You can go now, Angelo said this one would be mine." Aldo pats the larger man on the back and walks him out. He closes the door behind Abbozzato and turns to me.
"Angelo has decided that you're not even worth his time. He doesn't care if you suffer or if you die quickly. As long you die eventually it's up to me how. Which means," he takes a few menacing steps toward me and crouches down next to me whispering in my ear, " that I get to decide you're fate until then. Essentially you're mine."
Something about the way he says this makes my skin crawl.
"Oh Anthony." He almost sighs.
He begins to run his fingers through my hair. I try to move away but he grasps my hair firmly. I try to scream but my throat hurts to much, I can't even make a sound.
"It wasn't in your best interest to do this to us. Look at where this has gotten you. You're barely dressed and covered in blood. But, this is how I prefer you from now on."
I raise my head to look at him and realize he's leering.
What have I gotten myself into.
Aldo begins to run his hand down from my head to my chest. It takes a large effort but I turn my back to him and close my eyes.
He sends a kick that lands in between my shoulder blades.
"This is happening Anthony. Don't try to pretend otherwise." He spits in my general direction and walks out.
I can't bring myself to open my eyes.
~Ziva's POV~
"Wait Gibbs, what's Ziva doing?" McGee asks just one more time to double check.
"She's going to be going around the perimeter checking for any of Angelo's guards. They're not going to let us walk in there and arrest him. They're going to put up a fight." Gibbs says and turns to look at me.
"Do you understand David?"
"Yes." I respond automatically.
What I really want to say is that I would prefer to be going with Gibbs and McGee who will be going straight into the home. Abby found exactly which house where Angelo is staying and it is a large one. My job, disarming the guards, is important and I am more skilled than McGee on sneaking up on people but I need to see Tony. I need to see him when we save him.
Thinking back to the last time I saw him gives me mixed emotions. Sadness because it could be my last memory of him, regret because of what may have happened...and happiness because of the special moment we shared.
I didn't expect him to show up at my apartment that night already half in the purse. No, half in the bag. I didn't expect him to show up at all. He had already had a few drinks and showed up at my apartment because he couldn't drive that way, and it was within walking distance of the last bar he was at. For some reason I let him in. It was his last night before assignment and he was basically drunk. How could I not? Sometimes I worry about him drinking, especially after Jenny died and he chose to drink instead of talk. I guess I was afraid that was what he was doing that night.
We ended up on my couch sitting closely talking about what he was about to do and the dangers. He told me that he was afraid. I knew he must have been far gone to tell me that. He said that he got frightened just before every undercover job because there was always the chance of losing yourself. In more ways than one. After he said this I couldn't stop staring at him, at those green eyes with so many different secrets in them. His gaze rose and met mine. He leaned in closer to me...and then I woke up in my bedroom the next morning with him next to me.
I got up and got dressed for work while he was still sleeping. I was afraid of what he would say. I was afraid, I still am, that he won't even remember what happened. I didn't get to see him after that because, I assume, he got dressed and went home then left for his assignment. I wish I had stayed there forever though, in that bed, just staring down at him. He was so quiet, so calm...
I close my eyes to hold back tears and think about what could be happening to Tony right now. My stomach gets sick suddenly.
I stand up to leave for the bathroom when Gibbs and McGee stand up too.
"Alright everything's in place." McGee says turning off his computer.
"Grab your gear." Gibbs says and I try my best to make myself feel better.
We have an agent to get back.
A/N: So I took a bit of an angle with this one. Well, it's about 1 AM and I started feeling better almost 2 hours ago so I thought why not get this out to all the great people who offered me so many get wells. Thanks again guys.
Arial
