Author's Note: This chapter is named after the song 'Heavily Broken' by The Veronicas.

Enjoy

xxxPippy


CHAPTER 4

Heavily Broken


Ziva got in her car and began the drive home from NCIS, a lot had happened in the past two days. McGee was stabbed, they had to process the scene, follow up on a witness report, which led them to a café where Ziva thought she saw her dead, half-brother, Ari Haswari, she had newfound, but very strong, feelings for a certain co-worker, and she had found out that Abby is pregnant. It was too quiet in the car, so she turned on the radio.

He said hey
You know I don't feel the same
Walk away, walk away
You'll never hear me say…

She started to think about Tony. 'I do not think he feels the same.' She thought, Ziva switched stations.

You take a hit now

You feel it break down
Make you stay wide awake.
This is how a heart breaks.

She changed stations again, "I hate this thing." She told herself.

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cause you're there for me too.

She hit the 'power' button viciously and spent the rest of the car ride in silence.


Ziva arrived home late. She thought about having some dinner, but decided against it; instead she sat down on her couch. Ziva pulled out her cell and typed a message, she sat there for a while holding out her phone, her finger on the send button. She looked down at the phone and re-read the message over and over again; I need to tell you something, Tony. Ziva put the phone down and stared at it. She sighed and grabbed the bottle of tequila that was on the table in front of her. She lifted the bottle to her lips and took a sip. She had been getting depressed, since that horrible incident a little over a month ago.

- - - FLASHBACK- - - -

Ziva's PoV

When I arrived in Tel Aviv, I was kidnapped; I do not know where I am, as they have blindfolded me and tied me to a chair, it is cold and dark in here.

"Tell me!" The man demanded, his voice echoing throughout the small room.

"How would I know?!" I refused to give in. He punched me hard in the face.

"Are you going to tell me now?" I shook my head. He punched me again. I felt my nose break and blood was slowly trickling out.

"I do not know what you are talking about!" I said sternly. He punched my stomach, I leant forward in pain.

"Do not punch my stomach, anywhere but there" I pleaded

"Or you'll what?"

I sighed. "Do not do it, okay?"

"Hang on, are you…pregnant? Oh this makes things so much more fun." He smirked. "So? Who's the lucky father-to-be?"

"None of your business."

"Boy or girl."

"It is too early to tell."

"Which would you prefer?"

"What do you want from me?" I said changing the subject.

"Where is he?"

"Where is who?" I questioned.

"You know exactly who I'm talking about!" He yelled

"No I do not!" I shot back.

"YOU ARE LYING!" He yelled. He punched my stomach again.

"I am not lying!" I yelled.

"Oh, really? Now why don't I believe you?" He pulled out a knife and slowly made a long cut down the top of my right arm. "Are you going to tell me?"

"Tell you what?"

"Where is he? Where is your brother?"


After a week of being beaten and yelled at I could not take it anymore.

"Where is he?"

"FINE! I will tell you! He is dead! I put a bullet through his skull!" I told him honestly.

"You what?!" The man asked as he pressed the knife up to my left arm.

"I killed him!" I yelled angrily "Are you happy now?!" He pulled the knife away but punched my stomach again, that was the end. I started to cry, only not for Ari, for my baby, I could feel it, it was dead. The tears soaked into my blindfold.

"How do I know you are telling the truth?" He lowered his voice

"Why would I lie about killing my own brother?" I said.

After about an hour of sitting in silence he spoke again

"You can go." He said untying me from the chair, but making sure my hands were still tied "But, if you breathe a word of this to anyone. I will kill all your uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters, friends and co-workers and then I will kill your parents and then I will kill your children…"

"You already have killed my child you basted!" I yelled, he paused slightly before continuing

"You shouldn't interrupt someone when they are speaking, it is very rude." He joked. "Where was I?… Oh yes…And then I will kill you! And to prove it…" He pulled my head back by my hair and I felt the blade of a knife on my throat. He made a shallow cut on my neck and blood slowly oozed out. "Do you understand?" I nodded "DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" He repeated, yelling.

"YES!" I answered. He pushed my head forward violently and walked away. I took a very deep breath, it was all over. Another man came up behind me and led me out of the cold, dark room. I was put into a car and driven away. When the car stopped the man let me out, he got back in the car and drove away. I tried to undo the ropes they didn't budge, I shook my head and the blindfold slid down my face and hung around my neck. Fresh tears started to roll down my cheeks as I thought of my un-born baby. I sat on the ground, beaten, bruised, bleeding and crying.

- - - - END FLASHBACK- - - -

Ziva wiped away a single tear that was rolling down her face. She picked up her phone; she was going to tell him about it, just not yet. Ziva hit the clear button on her phone and watched the message erase. Ziva took another swig of tequila, and put the bottle back on the table. She'd need it for tomorrow. Ziva walked slowly up the hallway, into bed.


A/N: Sorry it's so depressing, please review.

In The Next Chapter: Ziva tells Jenny about what happened in Tel Aviv.

By the way, the songs at the start were…

Song 1: In Love Again – Rouge Traders

Song 2: This Is How A Heart Breaks – Rob Thomas

Song 3: I'll Be There For You – The Rembrandts

xxxPippy