A/N
This chapter has some heavy themes such as self harm. If this is triggering for anyone, please don't read or just skip over the middle section.
Thanks T-G
It was five in the morning when he heard the door open. Tony shot up off the couch and grabbed the nearest object, their lamp and he went to swing before he saw Gibbs standing there. "Grab some clothes and your gun." He whispered. "We've got her. We're getting her out."
Tony replaced the lamp and looked around. "The kids."
"Jenny. She's gonna talk to your neighbours. Go give them a kiss and let's go." Gibbs stood there wearing khakis, his hands shoved in his pockets.
Nodding, Tony walked into Jacob's room and pressed a kiss to his head. "I love you buddy. I'm gonna come back with Mummy." Without his processor, the little boy stayed silent and slept on.
Tony quietly made his way to Daniela's room, and the second the door opened, the little girl opened her blue eyes. "You going?" She whispered, sitting up, her eyes wide.
"We have intel on where Mummy might be." Tony sat down on the edge of her bed and pulled her into his lap. "Gibbs, McGee and I...we're going to go find her."
She nodded and took his hand, squeezing it softly. "Go. Be safe. I'll take care of Jacob." Turning in his arms, she gave him a tight hug. "I love you. Go bring Mummy back."
Swallowing a huge and growing lump in his throat he wrapped his arms around her tightly. "I love you and your brother so much." Tony whispered tightly.
"Love you too." Daniela replied as she pulled away slowly. Giving her a kiss, Tony got to his feet and headed out of her room shutting her door behind him.
Jenny sat on the couch along with Abby and gave him a weak smile. "Go." She whispered.
Nodding, Tony grabbed his go bag and slung it over his shoulder and holstered his handgun.
It was hot, fuck it was hot. Tony tugged at his thob and wiped the sweat from his brow. They could see Raqqa as they walked through the desert. McGee walked silently beside him. They weren't told where Gibbs and the troop of Marines were headed, but he knew that they had their back. Their goal, if you could actually call what was going to happen a goal, was to be captured. McGee had a GPS tracker on him and there were three US intelligence agents within Raqqa that would tip off Gibbs and the Marines. Entering the city, Tony glanced around. They were wearing the local style of clothing, but their goal was to stand out. He went to turn to McGee when everything went black.
Jenny tucked Jacob into bed and walked back to the couch. Trisha from next door wiped her hands on her jeans and gave the redhead a smile. "There, dishes cleaned up." She said settling on the couch beside Jenny. Before they had left, Gibbs had called the neighbours to see if they could help Jenny and Abby out while they were gone. The blonde refilled her glass of wine and filled up Jenny's glass with gingerale. The blonde was outgoing and friendly, and was more than willing to come over and help. Her husband was quieter, but was a true cowboy at heart, someone that Gibbs got along with instantly. Abby couldn't be with the children every waking hour, and Jenny got run down quickly so this was the best solution for all involved. The kids got along and liked the southern couple, so it was a good match.
"Any news?" Trisha asked as she sipped the red wine.
Shaking her head, Jenny placed her glass down and retied her scarf. "We probably won't know anything until they're back." She said softly.
Trisha nodded silently and tucked her right leg underneath herself. "Thanks for letting me help y'all." She said softly. "Jacob and Daniela are great kids."
"They are great kids. They've been dealt a tough hand, but they deserve to be happy. So do Tony and Ziva."
"Daniela looks a lot like her." Trisha said looking at the picture that was on the end table. "Like her mother."
Jenny hummed softly. "That was taken at their adoption hearing." She said with a small smirk. "Jacob and Daniela aren't Tony and Ziva's biological children." The former NCIS director laughed softly at Trisha's reaction. "But yes, there are right, they do look a lot alike." She sipped her gingerale and nodded softly. "They're a lot a like. Both of them have been through a lot. They're strong ladies." Jenny admitted.
The two older women talked softly amongst each other as they waited for Daniela to get out of the bathtub.
The little girl sat in the tub staring at the three razor blades she had line up on the edge. The light lines on her arms were barely visible and she was thankful that cooler weather was quickly upon them. Picking up one of the blades, she ran it over her skin, watching as small beads of blood appeared on her arm. She quickly wiped it off and watched it stream into the water. Turning her arm over, she stared at the pristine skin of her inner arm. With nimble fingers, she dragged the blade down her skin and watched as sliced through her skin. The pain rushed through her, followed by the silent sweetness that made her feel better. She didn't do it because she wanted to end her life or anything like that. No, she did it because after, she felt so much better.
"Dani? Are you almost finished?" Abby called. The noise made the little girl jump and the blade cut into her skin. Deep.
"Y-Yeah." Daniela called shakily as she scrambled out of the tub. She pulled on her pyjama pants and her undershirt as she tried to hold a towel to her arm. There was just so much blood. She opened the door and went to take a step, but her legs wouldn't cooperate. Then everything went black.
They heard the thump from the family room. Abby was the first one to reach the washroom and she stared frozen as a steady flow of blood that was dribbling down the tile floor. Trisha pushed the goth aside and gripped Daniela's forearm with the towel and held it up, cradling the girl to her chest. "Call an ambulance. I'm not sure what this baby did, but she needs to get to a hospital."
Jenny was already on her phone as Trisha grabbed a large beach towel and wrapped it around Daniela. Abby sprung into action and added a blanket. The two of them kept Daniela's arm above her head to slow the bleeding.
"I'll stay here with Jacob." Jenny said softly. Her immune system was seriously compromised and going into a hospital full of sick people probably wasn't the best idea.
Trisha nodded as Abby ran to get the front door. Two paramedics rushed in and started to work on Daniela. Stepping back, Trisha went over to Jenny and grabbed Daniela's health card and insurance. "We'll text as soon as we know anything." She assured Jenny before grabbing her jacket and running behind the paramedics.
"Fuck." Tony mumbled as he sat up gingerly, running his tongue along his teeth. His face was swollen and sore, a tooth loose and wiggling dangerously in his mouth. "Son of a bitch." Looking around he tugged on the binds that held his wrists and spotted McGee in the corner, in the same position. "McGee, you awake?"
A low grunt was his answer. "Yeah." The younger agent said slowly, his eyes still closed.
Their plan was to be captured, and hopefully, be taken to the same compound that Ziva was in. Wasn't much of a plan, but it was all they had. The door swung open and the harsh light infiltrated the small room.
"Why are you here?" The man hissed. "What the fuck do you want?"
Tony kept his mouth shut, only wincing when he felt the man's fist connecting with his face. After a minutes later the door opened again and a small figure was thrown into the room with them.
