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Please enjoy chapter 7:
UNDISCLOSED LOCATION
WASHINGTON DC
1200 ZULU
1st INTERRIGATION
Ziva was awoken once again to the sound of her bars being thrust open. Raising her head slowly she was faced with four men. Two of the men stood within the confounds of her prison with guns pointed directly at her, another was unlocking her chain from the wall and the last man was pulling devices down in the interrogation room, and setting up other unpleasant equipment.
As soon as the man had the chain free and in his hands, he pulled on it and started to tug her towards the chair that was positioned in the middle of the room beside hers.
"Sit," he barked, pushing her down forcefully.
"Why did Micah call you?" One of the men with the guns asked, but Ziva didn't answer.
"We asked you a question!" Yelled another as he brought his fist down on to the table. Ziva flinched a little as the sound echoed around the room.
"I don't know what you are talking about," she said defiantly.
"What did you do with the item that he gave you?" someone said from behind her.
"I don't know what you are talking about," she repeated.
"You can't lie to us Ziva, we saw the pair of you at the café, although we don't understand why he would pass the information he found onto an NCIS agent. Why didn't he pass the information onto Mossad."
Ziva quirked an eyebrow and bit the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling. They obviously thought she was from NCIS as they would have found her badge clipped to her belt and her ID but not the one from Mossad, she had accidentally left that at Jenny's a few days ago. She bit her cheek harder, they had no idea who she was, and she had no plans to tell them either.
"How do you know Micah? We could see you but couldn't hear you talking. Where did you go after he left?"
"Didn't you follow me?" she said sarcastically.
"We lost you about a half an hour into your journey!"
She couldn't hold it in anymore and a small little laugh bubbled from her lips, she knew that she would be punished for it but couldn't help it.
"Enough! We may have lost you, but after sending out the information about the type of car you drive and your number plate, one of our men saw your car leaving a house at around 0430 this morning after completing his mission and followed you to your apartment," one of them bellowed.
Ziva tried to keep the panic look from her face, shit, she swore in her mind, she was worried about Gibbs now, dam it, she cursed herself for her stupidity. She was so caught up in reprimanding herself that she hadn't realised that they were still asking her questions, but it was too late now as the leader of the group was nearly red with anger.
Pulling her head back by her hair forcefully he yelled in her face, she cringed as she smelt his rancid breath. "You have tried our patience long enough girl, if you don't answer our questions, you will be punished, understood?"
With a small nod the two men with the guns lifted her up by her arms and pushed her against the wall, her arms were raised above her head and cuffed to shackles hanging from the ceiling, then her feet cuffed to the floor, with a quick rip, her shirt was torn from her body.
She shivered as she felt the cold stone hit the exposed flesh of her stomach and chest.
"Now, how do you know Micah?" he questioned again, but still she didn't answer. "Fine, if that is the way you want it. Havash, you can pick from the table but lets start off small, I don't want her too badly broken that she can't answer the questions, yet anyway," he smirked in her direction.
"I think fifteen should do it for now," he watched in glee as Havash picked up a single plated strap and swung back the whip he had chosen and counted out each and everyone. Much to their annoyance Ziva didn't make a sound but she did flinch at the cracking noise as the leather tore into her back.
When Havash had finished he placed the bloody whip back onto the table and took a step back. "Now Ziva, how do you know Micah?" he said in a mocking voice.
"We grew up together," she muttered. She new she could answer them without giving too much away and hopefully they would accept her answers therefore easing or giving little to no torture.
"Where?"
"Israel," she moaned when she tried to shift positions to allow the blood flow back into hands.
"What did Micah give you at the café?" he growled.
"A ring!" she stated.
"Why?"
"It was my birthday a few weeks ago," she lied.
"You are only going to cause yourself harm Ziva, lying to us like that!"
She didn't reply in words but grunted in response.
"Put her back in her cell. We will try again later."
ZIVA'S APPARTMENT
1200 ZULU
It had been four hours since they had arrived at the crime scene, McGee had taken the blood samples, finger prints, a shoe print and multiple tire marks back to Abey and Ducky while Gibbs and Tony scouted the gardens and neighbours yards.
"This is ridicules boss!" Tony grumbled.
"What is DiNozzo?" he grunted while digging under a bush.
"Are McGee and I going to find out what the hell Ziva was up too? Because it is extremely hard to try and find anything that would help her if we have no clue as to what we are looking for!" he said in annoyance.
Looking at the younger agent he sighed, "yeah, I suppose it is time we told you. Yesterday Ziva was sent by her father to pick up some information from an undercover Mossad officer. We don't know what is in the information but apparently it would put a damper on a majority of the major terrorist attacks for the next ten years, plus it held over a thousand names of those who follow Hummas!"
"Wow," Tony brushed his hands over his face in a very Gibbs fashion. "Bloody Mossad, hasn't she been through enough with them yet, why can't they leave her alone!"
"Tell me about it. The thing that is bothering me is that early this morning a body was found here in Washington. The man was of Israeli decent and we think that this body is that of the undercover operative that Ziva was too meet. He had been severely tortured. With what they did to her room and with taking Ziva I don't think they found what they were looking for as with her knowledge of what was in the disks, they just would have killed her straight up."
"So it's only a matter of time boss before it could be her body we find next?" Tony panicked as he looked towards the older agent.
Gibbs could only nod as he felt a sharp pain tighten in his chest, turning away he schooled the features on his face to that of the hard grumpy boss, if he wanted to find Ziva he couldn't let his feelings take over as that would only put himself and his team in danger, not to mention hinder his attempt to track down not only an important officer of NCIS but a member of his team, she was one of their family.
TBC
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